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Author Topic: Apocalypse: An RP for BL Forumers - Back to the Future  (Read 259545 times)

Alex, for a moment, stays flaccid, he is decieved into thinking the voices may be in another sector of the house, in which motivates him to step out of the corridor, and walk towards the kitchen slowly, not noticing both of the individuals due to his strict pre-caution.

"forget, forget.. water." Alex says, hesitating, and opening the fridge of the kitchen slowly, quickly shuffling through the fridge for water.

"We can hear you in the kitchen there, come out and show yourself!"

I aimed my pistol at the doorway to the kitchen, prepared to fire upon whoever, or whatever it was, if necessary.

"HEY, GET OUT OF THE GODDAMN KITCHEN!" I yell, preparing for the worst.

Alex jumps due to the distant response of an unknown person, causing a dozen items to fall out of the fridge inevitably. He cusses in an impulsion, and takes out one bottle of water, squeezing the bottle and letting the water rush into his mouth, momentarily ignoring the threat that has full acknowledgement of his presence.

Alex shakes his head slowly in a hesitating response, and looks up;

"Please, d-don't shoot me!" Alex says with a nervous, desperate tone, slightly muffled by his scarf-mask.

I slowly step into the kitchen, I aim my pistol at the man, his face concealed by a scarf.

"Who are you? And why are you here?"

I follow star into the kitchen, sword drawn.
"Who the hell are you to think that you can go rummaging through our fridge!"

Alex's eyes are moving rapidly, staring at you in the eyes, seemingly ignoring the gun. He has the water bottle he has desperately gulped down in his hands, dripping the rest of the water onto the floor as he leans over against the kitchen counter, flaccid.

"Please.. I- I needed some water, I was going to die out there.." Alex says, with a calm yet nervous tone, trying to rationalize beond the fact that he has a gun aimed at him.


"Get your water, and stay here for the night. You never know what might happen."

Alex changes his perspective to the individual with the sword, glancing at him with a focus of disbelief, slowly dropping the pneumatic nailgun in his hands on the counter, along with the utility pliers.

Again, in re-assurement, Alex asks the individual not to shoot him. This time with a much more clam voice, but still appearing to be shocked by both of you.

I lower my pistol. "Fine. I'm not sure it's a good idea to let him stay here but whatever."
I kept my eyes on the man, watching his movements for any sign of aggression.

"But if you try anything, you're as good as dead."

"Don't try anything stupid, such as try to kill us, or we'll have to kill you."

Alex slowly exhales, and looks down at the bottle, slowly dripping the rest of the water inside, he raises it, and slowly puts it on the counter. He takes his eyes off of both of you for a short moment, before looking back at you, and slowly lowering his mask, his lips are extremely dry, and he's slowly panting.

"I never expected anyone to be in this area. I was desperate." Alex continues, rationalizing.

"Don't worry about it for now. Just get some rest and you cam ne on your way in the morning."

Alex then takes his eyes off of you, being assured that you won't harm him. Keeping himself leaned against the counter as he raises his dry, dirty hands, one with a fingerless glove on, he rubs his face, and then his lips.

"I went unconcious somewhere in the industrial. Some freak with a gun that'd literally deafen you shot at me, I can't really remember what happened furthermore.."


"Wait, a gun that would deafen you? Oh gog dammit Jokey... we're going to have to do something about that thing."

I holstered my pistol, realizing the man was no threat to us in his current state.