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Author Topic: Apocalypse: An RP for BL Forumers - Back to the Future  (Read 259592 times)


I'm heading towards Gojira, so likely c:
O i c.

Gojira, post, I wanna see this guy.

"Anybody mind if I move the table to an actual room?"

"Anybody mind if I move the table to an actual room?"
"Yes, I do."

The table is in the kitchen.

"So I'm sleeping in the kitchen? Perfect"

Gojira is offline :C

So I'll do it. :/

David lands infront of a large wooden fence.
He walks towards the gate and knocks.

I hear knocking outside. I pulled out my Desert Eagle and Ligh'tehn, stepping towards the wall. I pulled the door open slowly, pointing my gun out at the person behind. He looked like a survivor, but you could never tell. I opened the gate some more, loosening my grip. "Who are you?"

"I'm David. Quite simple." He replies.

At this point, with no elaboration, Alex has already improvised, and taken the route down the derelict avenue, coming to a bypass to an empty, "dead" highway.

Alex looks back behind him for a moment, lowering his scarf-mask and panting slowly to the intensive heat of the sun, then turning his head back to where he sees what is in front of him, observing the rest of the highway, along with the minor buisness complexes surrounding it.

"The highway probably leaves out of town, not like anyone's going to be in any other town besides, well.." Alex says to himself, re-assuring, but having a slight rationallity to the fact, that people prevailing here, may be his next haven.

Alex paces right, towards the end of the highway bypass, hopping over the ledge and landing in an alley-way of the overpass, and an industrial building, walking over to the back door, and opening it slowly..

I rolled past xxxx and aimed my Pop-Gun.
"FIRE IN THE HOLE!"

"Patience, Jokey!" I said, sounding like an old Jedi as I moved the tip of his gun down.


Alex enters the large warehouse, light shines through the grate windows on the corrogated ceiling, dust particles sway everywhere, as if the warehouse hasn't been opened for centuries.

"H-.." Alex blatantly, and typically tries to assure if anyone is in the building, but stays silent, and takes out his tire-iron, raising his scarf-mask over his face and proceeding into the interior of the building.

"May I enter? There is something I need to do."
David eyes his wrench and chain.

I lowered my gun. "Remove all weapons from your person. Now."