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Author Topic: Apocalypse: An RP for BL Forumers - Back to the Future  (Read 256712 times)

"Fine" I said as I shoved them into the Rover.
I kicked it into gear, extended the legs, and leaped into the sewers.
"Hold onto something"

I quickly grabbed the nearest support.

I looked at Star.
"Your loss"
I kicked it into gear, causing Star to be stuck to the seat, and made it to the camp in seconds.
"We're here"

"God, you could've given us a bit more warning." I brushed some hair out of my face and climbed out. I quickly pulled out my shotgun.

"Well you could have waited for a moment... whatever."

"So, where exactly are we?" I said, checking my pistol for a moment.

I climbed out.
"Well we're in a camp, in the center there should be a fire fountain with the chest beneath it under some dirt..."

"So... how are you?" I said, attempting to get through a very awkward moment with the soldier.

"It's diggy-diggy time." I walked over to the bright source of light coming from the center of the camp.

I followed suit, climbing out of the Rover and looking around for a moment.

"Before we go any further I just want to make sure I'm ready."

I grabbed the crossbow that has been on my back the whole time and loaded it with the largest rock that I could find that fit in it.

"Alright, since you know the place, lead on."


"forget off kid, I want to see what the hell this dumbass kid is talking about." Tamara brought her finger up to her ear. "Central, this is Echo Three, we've got a possible fix on CB. Copy that. Wait, sir, they're just kids- Sir, I will not kill children." She took her finger away and spoke quickly, unslinging her gun. "Listen up, I know we all hate eachother, but they tracked me, and we've got to get that drug thing. Because they're going to send in all of the forces the PMC has."


it's funny
PMC stands for Pleaset Mercenary Company
when PMC also means private military corporation
and that's what the pleaset MC is
« Last Edit: October 03, 2011, 07:41:28 PM by Watcher In The Myst »

I was faced with a difficult situation now.

My friend...

or my life...
I opened my mouth, but could only stutter.

"Oh great, the US millitary is gonna cause swarms of AT.

ASDF IT IS NOT THE US MILITARY

I dashed over to the fountain and shoved it out of the way.
"It's gone?"
"Yes, don't you remember? Or are you short on mind today?"
"Who said that?"
"Don't make me hurt you, just hand Code Blue over"
"I have no clue what you're talking about!"
"He's been lying to you people, he has it, but he's keeping it for himself!"
"THAT'S NOT TRUE! I DON'T EVEN HAVE IT!"
"Run boy, they're behind you..."
I whipped around and saw the two.
"THIS ISN'T TRUE!"
"Oh but it is... You have a horrible disease, and you want it cured. I'm not real, you're just seeing me!" he said as he appeared behind them.
"GUYS, BEHIND YOU!"
"I'm not real, they can't see or hear me..."
I whipped out my Pop-Gun and ran in between Star and xxxx.
I fired at nothing.
"Where did he go?!" I stuttered.

"Uh... eh..." I stood there, wide-eyed.