Philly Notes, Part 5

[camwyn]

- Given RL treatment of the Red Cross / Red Crescent / Magen David Adom there is reason to believe that Friends nonviolence not necessarily enough to protect them from the more jerkass gangs
- Thus allow me to cite the following line of policy from Quaker Intentional Village-Canaan's web site:
- "When it is necessary to protect crops, domestic animals, or built space from wild animals, we will do so as much as possible by nonviolent means (fencing, repellents, and guard animals)" (emphasis mine)
- FEAR THE QUAKER BEAST LORDS
- seriously I'm just picturing the Friends having their headquarters surrounded by a moat full of guard hippos
- or something anyway
- Blood Prince probably has his HQ in the old Eastern State Penitentiary
- At least one of the area Vaults probably has/had surprising amounts of art in it due to being located on or near the property of the Barnes Foundation
- Laurel Hill Cemetery- not sure if I'm going to use that or not
- However the Horrifying Museums of Medical Things are definitely on the list
- Because what is more Fallout than an entire museum full of OH DEAR GOD WHAT IS THAT THING
- By which I mean the Mutter
- Which fortuitously has the really freakydeaky portions of its collection in the lower levels
- Can't tell me they didn't bombproof the crap out of that
- BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE
- The Historical Dental Museum on the Temple University grounds
- SO MANY TEETH
- "Every student was required to carve a set of teeth like this [as one of their graduation requirements] to demonstrate intimate knowledge of the anatomy of each tooth"
- I really just want people to break into what they think is a trove of pre-War medical knowledge or something similar and find themselves surrounded by ALL THE TEETH, ALL OF THEM
- Something on the order of Harry's Occult Shop still operates on the original's site
- The Magic Gardens are half-collapsed but the area is still chock full of mosaics
- Possibly the Royals maintain them
- Just because you are a bunch of expansionist ice gangers with a desire to bring in resources by expanding your borders through warfare doesn't mean you can't appreciate the ability to bring beauty out of shattered glass and plastic
- There is a place where only one wall of a building remains and it has life-sized statues of giant ants clinging to it
- No one knows why but they don't fuck around with the giant ant wall
- Most potent trove of knowledge in the city has actually been forgotten
- Whoever discovers/gets into the ruins of the Chemical Heritage Foundation will find themselves in possession of knowledge that even Stanislaus Braun would envy
- Buuuuuut that was in one of the really wrecked areas so good luck with that

Comments

[rymenhild]

The Mutter Museum would be PERFECT for this.

Going back a few posts, since I'm reading all of these now:

As banks merge, the Wells Fargo Arena is now on its fourth name. (My favorite was the First Union National Center, which was only ever referred to with all four names on the radio, because First Union National has the acronym FUN and First Union has FU.) You might consider figuring out what the last pre-apocalyptic bank was and name it that.

The Franklin Institute has a large concrete underground garage that might be useful for your purposes. And there is probably a decent stockpile of shelf-stable "astronaut foods" in the various gift shops, although by your point in the post-apocalypse everyone may have eaten them.

The main Post Office and 30th Street Station are two big old neoclassical marble buildings that face each other. I could see them as ruined columns and piles of marble, a la Roman ruins.

I look forward to meeting post-apocalyptic Philly!

[camwyn]

Yeah, I figured I'd probably rename the Wells Fargo Arena to have some Falloutverse corporation's name on it instead. No sense not referencing what already exists in the game world, you know?

I'm not so sure the astronaut foods will necessarily all have been eaten. It's still possible to find canned pork and beans and containers of 'potato crisps'- I'm assuming they're the equivalent of Pringles, and therefore sky high on preservatives- in the vending machines in Washington, DC; if anything I suspect the remaining 'astronaut food' packages are more likely to be the ones that taste like total ass. That, or the Followers of the Apocalypse went through the ruins themselves and rounded up everything useful, so while the supplies haven't all been eaten that's because Larry locked them in the security closet.