The Management, or the Whitespring Management, is a mysterious faction in Appalachia around 2104. Their only known representative is Orlando, who supports the reborn Responders. The Management is intensely private, value the work of the Responders, and are stated to be the "owners" of the Whitespring.[1]
The Management relies on human agents like Orlando to act as its eyes, ears, and hands where necessary to maintain its interests, as it cannot travel.[2][3] At the same time, the Management has access to immense resources, allowing it to funnel food, medicine, and high-tech ultracells to the Responders. The only explanation given is that the Management "wisely invested its wealth, when such things mattered."[4] This apparently involved investing in the ATLAS Observatory, judging by the use of ultracells.[5]
The Management is stated to be headed by a "Mr. Otis," the Chairman at the head of the organization.[6] Any similarities to MODUS are vehemently denied by Orlando, who claims never to have heard about it.[7]
Ties to the Enclave[]
The very specific denial by Orlando, coupled with the use of Whitespring facilities (sitting on top of the Whitespring bunker), access to immense high technology resources, and Orlando's outright statement that they live in the Whitespring but refusal to divulge the actual location of their rooms, suggests that the Management is synonymous with the Appalachian Enclave. However, this is yet to be stated outright.[8]
Appearances[]
The Management appears in Fallout 76, introduced in the Expeditions: The Pitt update.
References[]
- ↑ Vault 76 dweller: "Who, exactly, are "Management"? This seems fishy."
Orlando: "My dear, nothing would bring me more joy than to answer your questions. Your suspicions wound me. However, my employer values their privacy as highly as they value the fine work the Responders are doing here. Suffice it to say they are the owners of the Whitespring, as I believe I've mentioned." - ↑ Vault 76 dweller: "Why all the travel?"
Orlando: "Working, after a fashion. You must understand, dear, the Management cannot travel as freely as most people can. In their stead, I have wandered far and wide, seeing to their interests and being their eyes and ears - hands, too, as necessary. It had its good moments. I enjoy meeting new people and much of the countryside is still beautiful, despite everything. But to be honest, my darling, it was a relief to come here to do this. It's been too long since I could remain in one place for a while. Promise me you won't get bored if I become a homebody. I'm getting used to a soft bed and clean clothes." - ↑ Vault 76 dweller: "What sort of work do you do for Management?"
Orlando: "Oh, a bit of this, a bit of that. Whatever they require. As you might imagine, the state of things prevents them from much travel. I go where they need me to go and see to what affairs they see fit. In this case, the Whitespring itself and the Refuge. Think of me as a concierge, my dear. I'm here to improve your experience in whatever way you require." - ↑ Vault 76 dweller: "If Management is supplying the Refuge, where is it all coming from?"
Orlando: "Now, darling, you can't imagine I would tell you a thing like that! A less-trusting soul might think you were pumping me for information in the hopes of planning a heist! Of course I know that's not why you ask, but you understand why I have to be rather secretive on the subject, don't you? Let's just say Management wisely invested its wealth, when such things mattered, and are now well-equipped to be generous." - ↑ Vault 76 dweller: "Wait - I discovered one of these Ultracells elsewhere. I thought it was a unique experiment."
Orlando: "I could not possibly speak to your experience, dear. It sounds remarkable to make such discoveries! All I can tell you is that the Management provides them for the Refuge. Regrettably, that is as much as I know of the matter. I might wager that whomever was behind the Ultracell you discovered likely shared similar contacts with Management at some point. But who can say?" - ↑ Vault 76 dweller: "Orlando, be straight with me: Is Management even real?"
Orlando: "What have I done to so earn your distrust, dear heart? I hoped you might consider me a friend by now. Yes. Management is real. If it will restore some faith in me, perhaps I could divulge just the slightest detail without betraying anything... I work directly for Mr. Otis, the Chairman. The very tip-top of the organization. A generous, if demanding boss. Now, please, darling - don't pry further. I only tell you this much because I value our relationship." - ↑ Vault 76 dweller: ""Mr. Otis"? Orlando, are you working for MODUS?"
Orlando: "I don't understand what you mean, my dear. What is a MODUS? I've never heard of such a thing. No, darling. Just Mr. Otis and the Whitespring Management." - ↑ Vault 76 dweller: "Are you living here in the Refuge?"
Orlando: "Cheeky! Are you asking if you can come back to my place? Tempting, but we're not there yet, darling. I do have quarters within the Whitespring, since you ask. These are just my offices. As for where my actual rooms are...well, that's something I take some pains to protect. Management are not the only ones who value their privacy, and we have so many travelers passing through."
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