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[star9578]

Well the topic just got revived by a few new people.
As I was being escorted by armed men to what looked like a makeshift arena I overheard what the man had said. But if he is Max's father, why is he going to throw him into radioactive goo?

"Alright in you go!" said the man, pushing me into a small pen in the makeshift arena.

"To make things interesting the Master is going to let you fight one of his pets, Skippy. You can use whatever you have on you. If you live, you will be thrown into the pit with you're friend." he says, walking away.

I look towards the pen across the arena. I was horrified by what I saw. It was a giant dog, it was naturally armored and had teeth almost like a shark's, with red glowing eyes. How the hell am I going to defeat this thing? I looked around and saw Max restrained and the man known as the Master sitting on a throne made of junk on a balcony made of scrap metal. SCREECH! The sound of my gate opening was horrifying, knowing that I would have to face the giant beast. Across the arena the gate opens, and the beast walks out. I prepare for the fight of my life...
Name: Jake Kosh // Status: Healthy. // Location: The Pit. // Inventory: M9 Pistol(9/9, 90%), SPAS-12 Shotgun(8/8, 67%), 16 12-Gauge Shells, 30 9mm Rounds. // Worn: Blue jeans, and a black hoodie with red tribal designs(100%). // Gained: Nothing. // Lost: Nothing.

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[Jokey365]

I'm glad I wasn't near the toxic waste anymore, but I was also worried for Jake! The large dog exited his cage. He had armor and beady red eyes. Jake whipped out his shotgun. The dog clawed it out of his hands. Jake shrieked. The dog's claws got some of his skin. Jake whipped out his pistol and shot at the eyes. One of the bullets was a hit. RIGHT in the center! Jake ran out of ammo and threw the gun at the other eye. Miss. The dog then pinned him to the ground. He opened his gaping jaw and prepared to bite him! Jake managed to squirm free and got his shirt caught on the dog's teeth. He ditched it and made a run for it. I had to get out of this chain and help him! I realised my hands were free. I decided to take my 'father' for a ride. I grabbed the chain he was holding and began to pull.

I need atleast a 4 within two rolls of dice to win the struggle.
FAIL!

The man pulled me to the ground. "You tried, but I always win!" he grunted into my ear. I looked back at Jake.. He was still trying to outrun the dog. The dog then brought down a paw and smashed Jake into the ground. I needed to save him! I had to try again!

WIN!

I did a sweep kick and knocked the man to the ground. I grabbed the chain and dashed into the arena. The dog was about to bite Jake! Finally the weight of the man broke the rusted chain. I made one last dash and made a mighty leap-

I need atleast a 5 within three rolls to save Jake.
WIN!

I shoved Jake out of the way and felt the dog's mighty jaws dig into my skin. I shouted as I saw blood roll down my clothes. The dog then lifted me and shook me around. He then threw me into the wall and walked back into his cage. Jake ran over. I got up slowly and removed my jacket.

I need all three rolls to add up to atleast 10 to save my butt.
WIN!

I tore the jacket and made it into makeshift gauze. Jake helped me to my feet. Just then my 'father' came up and grabbed my neck. He held a gun to my head. Was this the end?
Name: Max Fallafle // Status: Injured // Location: The Pit // Inventory: Nothing // Worn: Dragon style sweat suit // Gained: Nothing // Lost: Nothing

[star9578]

Oh hell no, this guy is going down. I quickly tackle the man, releasing Max from his grip and throwing the gun from his hand. Max dashes for the gun and the man throws me off with ease. Max points the gun at his so called 'father'.

"Are you heartless enough shoot you're own father? The man who raised you and cared for you?" the man says.

"DON'T LISTEN TO HIM MAX!" I shout.

"My father wouldn't throw me into a pit filled with toxic waste." Max says.

"But its for you're own good! You will become better, like my pet Skippy!" he replies.

"Better? That thing is a monster!" I say.

"Oh shut it! You're lucky I gave you a chance to fight Skippy and be thrown into the pit!" he says.

The man had an insane look in his eye, you could tell something wasn't right in his head. He did a quick sweep kick and knocked me to the ground, Max had swiftly dodged it, and was still pointing the gun at the man.

"Ah so you have inherited some of our traits then!" the man said with joy.

I stood up. Tension was in the air, something was about to happen and everyone knew it...
Name: Jake Kosh // Status: Healthy. // Location: The Pit. // Inventory: 8 12-Gauge Shells, 21 9mm Rounds. // Worn: Blue jeans, and a black hoodie with red tribal designs(100%). // Gained: Nothing. // Lost: M9 Pistol(0/9 88%), SPAS-12 Shotgun(8/8 64%), 8 12 Gauge Shells, 9 9mm Rounds.

[Jokey365]

We exchanged stares for what seemed like hours. Finally I lowered the gun. The man snatched it and tucket it into his pocket. He then punched Jake right upside the head and shoved me onto the ground. I got up with ease and then helped Jake to his feet. The man was making a break for it. He grabbed a radio from hit pocket. "CODE Q, CODE Q, TIME TO RELEASE P.A.C.K.E.R.!" he shouted into it. He exited the arena and Jake and I followed. We stopped dead in our tracks. A huge tank looking vehicle stood in front of us. My 'father' entered it waving at us. The tank turned around and began to drive off. "LET'S SEE HOW YOU LIKE IT WHEN YOUR DREAMS ARE CRUSHED!" my 'father' shouted over an intercom. Areas on the back of the tank opened. Missiles flew out and toward us! We headed back into the arena. Some of the rockets hit the sides of it and others hit the ground. One happened to land in front of Skippy's cage. I ran inside. Skippy was chained. He was whimpering. "Max, I know what you're thinking!" Jake said to me worried. I released Skippy from his chains. Skippy's huge tounge licked me untill I was soaked. I hopped onto his back and helped Jake up. "ONWARD SKIPPY!" I shouted. The dog quickly bolted out of the arena and after the tank. "Ok Jake, we need to get onto the framework of this thing! We can then climb up it and find a way inside!" I explained. Jake nodded. The closer we got to the tank the more tense we felt. It was also harder to breath because of all the loose dirt the tank was throwing back at us. This is do or die time. It's time to take out my father...
Name: Max Fallafle // Status: Injured // Location: Outside the Pit // Inventory: Nothing // Worn: Dragon style sweat suit // Gained: Nothing // Lost: Nothing

[Jokey365]

...bump

[star9578]

I'm waiting for other people to post, as it literally has become just us doing our story.

[ipodmemorizer55]

Hang on. I must reread my past post to catch up. Or wait for someone to update [E]Board.

[Caution]

Ya'll better figure something out, its tempting to lock this. :o

[Jokey365]

Ya'll better figure something out, its tempting to lock this. :o

NOOOOOOOO

I'm waiting for other people to post, as it literally has become just us doing our story.

This topic is becoming old news. We might as well finish our story while we still have the chance

[ipodmemorizer55]

Ya'll better figure something out, its tempting to lock this. :o

Don't :c

Well.....It is just star and Jokey. Must do something interesting.

[Jokey365]

This has hit page 2. I'm finishing my adventure NOW!

Skippy sprinted up to the side of the tank. I hopped up and helped Jake up. "SKIPPY! COME GET US WHEN THE JOB IS DONE!" I shouted to my new companion. We began to climb up the framework. Halfway up a turret shot out of the side of he tank and started shooting at me. I made swift dodges and kicked it from the tank. We finally reached the top. I saw an emergency exit hatch. I pried it open with all my brute force. "JAKE... GO! DISABLE THE TANK FROM THE INSIDE! I'LL FIND ANOTHER WAY IN!" I shouted. Jake nodded and dropped down inside the tank. I finally released the hatch and it slammed shut. I had to take a breather. "So! You made it..." I heard somebody say. I turned around. "YOU!" I shouted. It was my so called father. "You have no time to stop me! I'm already halfway to the Rectangle!" He said. "Rectangle?!" I shouted back. "Just the one place where the man who caused this all is! I'm doing this for the world, not me!" he explained. I was baffled. He could still be trying to trick me though, so I dashed at me and we began to fist fight. Meanwhile down in the tank, Jake was sneaking through to the control room. After finally making it he had to get through some guards (why would they hire people to guard something in a moving vehicle?). Jake dove across the floor and whipped out his shotgun. Two bursts and they were dead. Jake kicked down the door to the control room and fired bullets EVERYWHERE! Nobody was left alive. Accept for one remaining guard... He crept up behind Jake with a knife CLENCHED in his hands... And I got socked in the face. I kicked the man off of me and lobbed a powerful one RIGHT in the kisser! The man stumbled back and regained his balance. I did a jumping kick to his face but he grabbed my leg and threw me back. I stuck the landing. We exchanged a few more blows to the face and body. Finally the man pulled out a knife. He ran up to me with the knife CLENCHED in his hands... and Jake whipped around and popped him in the face with his shotgun. He then ran to the control panel. He removed the top with all the buttons and stuff and began to screw with some wires... Then I did a sweep kick and knocked him to his feet. The knife flew what looked like a mile. I made a dash to get it but the man pulled me to the ground and beat me to it. He then dove onto me and held the knife up with both hands. He brought it down with a mighty force but I managed ti grab his arms before he reached my eye. "COME ON SON, TAKE YOUR KNIFE LIKE A MAN!" he shouted with an insane look in his eye. I was pinned. The best I could do was just hold back for as long as possible... When a spark flew up and almost hit Jake in the face. He kept rearranging wires when finally there was a lighting spark. He held a wire in each hand. "Let's hope this works!" he said nervously. There was a big spark of light and the tank lurched to a stop, the Rectangle just minutes away. I noticed the tank finally stopped and flipped the man off of me. The knife was removed from his grasp and into mine. I dove onto him like he did me. I lifted the knife. "HOW CAN YOU LIVE WITH KILLING YOUR OWN FATHER?!" he shouted. I just stared at him. "You're not my FATHER!" I screamed. I STABBED the knife right into his eye. He screamed in pain. I removed the knife and stabbed the other eye. I then lifted the knife one last time, picturing the cop from the pub. I STABBED the man right in the forehead with a flick of my wrist! He was dead... I got up and brushed myself off. Jake then came up from the same location as the man. Must have been some sort of elevator. Jake looked at the body. "I'm sorry" he said. "He wasn't my dad" I said. "I figured" Jake responded. "My dad is a lefty" I joked. Jake started laughing. I then started laughing with tears of joy rolling down my face. All this was in the past. I wouldn't have to deal with this again! Everything was back to normal. "FREEZE!" I cop shouted. Cops were everywhere on the tank, pointing automatic weapons at us. "Here we go again!" I said to Jake. Jake whipped out his shotgun and I whipped out my fists. I guess being me wasn't so bad after all! Heck, not getting my life endangered every few minutes is boring! This was a life I learned to love. After many battles, secrets revealed, and murders, If I had to choose one thing to learn, it would be that you should accept your life, and live every day like your life is in danger!
                                                                         THE END
FINAL STATUS UPDATE:
Name: Max Fallafle // Status: Living his life // Location: Outside the Rectangle // Inventory: Nothing // Worn: Dragon style sweat suit // Gained: Nothing // Lost: Nothing

[ipodmemorizer55]

Name: Anthony "Billy Mays" Sullivan
Status: Ready for trouble
Items (4/4): Truck full of weapons, 9mm pistol, 9mm shotgun, and 9mm ammo. Backpack (5/5): M16, medpacks, food in general, spare clothing, and a sleeping bag.
Gained: My life
Lost: The will to continue writing the story

As I completed loading Mike's truck full of weapons from Checkpoint G, I could hear a few trucks pouring in from the north. They sounded pretty close by. Good thing I was done loading the last few weapons I needed to survive for the next few months or so. Before I got into the truck, I took a pack of C4 and placed it at the north entrance, laying it on the ground in plain sight. As I drove away from the base, I took out the detonator to the C4 pack and exploded the checkpoint, obliterating all the troops and the base itself.

While I was driving away, I stopped somewhere near Checkpoint F where my rusty house once was. I got out of the truck and lied down on the bed where the bleeding hooker and the feminine cop once where. I saw the deteriorating bodies of both of the women, laying naked on the ground. I looked back, finding out what happened after I met the officer. I then had shot her and went towards the beach where my insanity almost took the best of me. Then Mike came along, and saved me from jumping into the radiated water brimming with life affected by nuclear waste and fossil fuels spilled over the years. I sighed and took out my 9mm pistol which has been with me at the start of this adventure. I had shot so many enemies and people with this gun, the body count would probably be as big as the ocean itself.

I wanted to do something exciting. Something that would be more interesting. Instantly, I thought about the undiscovered land that the government told everybody not to travel to. I looked outside and saw the truck full of weapons and rations. I would probably do something good with that. Maybe I could expand the known world in the US! Thinking of this idea, I got into my truck and started heading east.

[star9578]

Well, this may be the end of our story, but I'm throwing in a little extra...
Long story is long.
^BANG, _SMACK, ^CRACK, _BANG!

I pumped my shotgun, it was still smoking. I look over to Max, he was fine, walking over the bodies to me.

"Well its over." he says.

"Yeah I guess so... So this is where we part ways now, right?" I ask.

"If this were a book or a movie it would be, but still, I guess this is the part." he replies.
 
"Well its been nice knowing you, and its been fun." I say, extending my hand.

He grabs it and we shake. I walk over to one of the cop cars and jump in. Skippy comes running up to Max and he jumps on him. I roll down my car window.

"Until next time, Max Fallafle!" I say, waving.

I drive off. It was over, all finally over. But I don't think my life will ever be the same, and I don't want it to be. If Max has taught me anything its that my life was boring, way too boring, and who wants to live a boring life? The sun slowly sets over the horizon. I finally make it back to my shack and I dismantle it, throwing what I can into the back of the cop car. I get back in and drive off into the uncharted land the government told us to never venture out into...
Name: Jake Kosh // Status: Healthy. // Location: Heading into the Uncharted Wastes. // Inventory: SPAS-12 Shotgun(0/8 60%), 21 9mm Rounds. // Worn: Blue jeans, and a black hoodie with red tribal designs(100%). // Gained: Nothing. // Lost: 8 12 Gauge Shells.

EPILOGUE:

"Everybody ready?" I say to a small group.

"Yeah."

"I'm always ready."

"Ready."

We were outside a small government complex in the uncharted land. Its been about a year after my adventure with Max, who I haven't seen since. That adventure had changed my life forever, motivating me to do some crazy things. I had traveled into the wastes and found a few friends out here, and even started a small village out here.

"Once we are in look for anything that might look like a lab." I say to the small group. They all nodded.

I had heard about the "Super Human" thing while with Max, and now we are looking for the place where the research had been conducted. I place a small explosive charge on the door. It was midnight, and it was almost pitch black out here. Everyone was in positions away from the door, all with their guns aimed at it.

"On 3, 1... 2... 3!"

BANG!

We fired our weapons into the doorway, hearing nothing but bullets hitting metal.

"HOLD YOU'RE FIRE!" I shout.

Everyone stopped firing. I slipped 3 12 Gauge Rounds into my shotgun. I still had the same shotgun from my adventure with Max.

"Ok, lets go."

We ran in and to the end of the small hallway, I rounded the left corner with my shotgun ready while another went around the right with an AK. Nothing. The lights were even off, luckily we brought some flashlights. We search the entire complex only to find that it had been cleaned out and abandoned. We had found the lab, but all the data terminals that couldn't be carried had been wiped clean. We walked outside the building and got back into the truck we had driven here.

"Nothing, damn. I had a good feeling about this place too." I say.

"Maybe the next one Jake." the man in the passenger seat says.

We had searched at least 5 complexes out here, they all had been cleaned out, all except one, but that one didn't have anything concerning genetics research.

"If we find the next one." says the woman.

"They don't try very hard to hide these things, so I'd say we will." says the second man.

We drove back to the village. We will head out and search for another complex at dawn, and once we find it we will wait until nightfall to attack it. This is what my life has become, and I love it.

THE END

possibly...

FINAL Status:
Name: Jake Kosh // Status: Healthy. // Location: The Uncharted Wastes. // Inventory: SPAS-12 Shotgun(8/8 92%), .44 Magnum Revolver(6/6 86%), 36 .44 Magnum Rounds. // Worn: Tan Cargo pants(96%), a plain black long-sleeve shirt(87%), Light Body Armor(76%). // Gained: Nothing. // Lost: 3 12 Gauge Shells.

[Jokey365]

that ending made me sad a little. The parting ways was DEFINETLY an amazing touch. Star, you and I had quiet an amazing adventure, hope we have even more in Highler Ridge :3

GOODBYE BROKEN WORLD! I HOPE YOU REMEMBER ME :D

[star9578]

that ending made me sad a little. The parting ways was DEFINETLY an amazing touch.

Thanks, I felt it was appropriate.

If everyone really lets this die, which would be a shame, as this was fun, then goodbye Broken World, if not, I will welcome a chance to continue my new story.