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Author Topic: Apocalypse: An RP for BL Forumers - Back to the Future  (Read 257180 times)

"No matter what happens today... during this battle... I promise to see you again when it's all over. Heck, I won't even leave your side. Nothing is going to take me away from you." I told her.
I smiled a little. "Th...thanks..." I said, kissing him again. "I'm not sure how to respond..."

I smiled a little. "Th...thanks..." I said, kissing him again. "I'm not sure how to respond..."

"You don't have to. Just... just know that I love you."

As I exited the bunker, the girls started to follow. "Now girls, stay here, I'll be fine!" I said to them. They looked a bit sad, but went back into the bunker without fighting. "Back to business!" I said to myself. After a long walk I reached the camp, and entered, walked around, even grabbed a piece of bread to eat, and everything was normal. "Told you so!" I thought to myself. I reached the building the gun was in. There were two guards, and were NOT going to let me in anytime soon. "I'm here to relieve you!" I said with a salute. "Thank god, let's go get a sandwich!" one of them said as they walked off. "That was easy" I said to myself. I entered the building. "Well it seems the minigun is here!" I said to myself. I picked up it's case, grabbed a few rounds, stuffed them in a sack that was used to hold grenades, and headed off. After I almost exited the camp, my nightmare came true. There was an explosion, and guess what just blew up? The plane. "What's going on here?!" I said as everyone ran in it's direction. "Somebody was planning on escaping, so we blew the plane up!" somebody said to me with a smile. I was shocked, so shocked I dropped the minigun and the ammo. Everyone stopped and stared at me. I looked down, and the minigun fell out. "TRAITOR!" I heard from one direction, as everyone surrounded me. I grabbed my radio. "Zombie, we're not leaving this island anytime soon!" I said.

"You don't have to. Just... just know that I love you."
I smiled again, leaning against him. "Alright..."

I smiled again, leaning against him. "Alright..."

I kissed her on the forehead as my radio started buzzing. I had to finally let go of the hug, as much as I didn't want to. "Umm... I guess Jokey needs help. I don't know why he left without all of us." I said to carolcat solemnly. I picked up my radio. "What happened?"

"I don't need any help, but... They blew up the plane, and I dropped the minigun in awe so they're going to hang me!"

I stared at the radio, shocked. "Why didn't he pick up his minigun again?"

I stared at the radio, shocked. "Why didn't he pick up his minigun again?"

"I don't know. It would have been better to pick the thing up and start shooting instead of letting himself be surrounded. I guess we should head out there."

"WELL I WAS KIND OF DISTRACTED BY THE FLAMING PLANE, AND PEOPLE SURROUNDING ME AND SHOUTING 'TRAITOR', AND MOST OF ALL IT WASN'T LOADED!"
"OH, AND DON'T COME OUT HERE! IT'S TO DANG-" Somebody grabbed my radio and smashed it. "Dang..."

"WELL I WAS KIND OF DISTRACTED BY THE FLAMING PLANE, AND PEOPLE SURROUNDING ME AND SHOUTING 'TRAITOR', AND MOST OF ALL IT WASN'T LOADED!"
"OH, AND DON'T COME OUT HERE! IT'S TO DANG-" Somebody grabbed my radio and smashed it. "Dang..."

I just got static from then on. "If we left him to die, what sort of team would we be?" I said to carol. "We need to move... now."

"Alright," I said, stepping out of the room.

"Alright," I said, stepping out of the room.

I walked with her to the breakfast room where everyone else was, taking great care to stay in perfect step with her. I wasn't really sure why I was doing that, but I felt like I should. But anyway...
"Listen up!" I said to the group. "Jokey decided it was a good idea to go out there and try to take the airplane on his own! Everyone move, we're going to rescue 'im! Let's go!"

There was a rope around my neck and people were screaming insults at me. "WE'RE HERE TODAY, FOR THE HANGING OF JOKEY! ANYONE WHO OBJECTS TO THIS, SPEAK NOW!" somebody shouted. I looked over. The Shawoman... Guess she does want my head on a stick!

There was a rope around my neck and people were screaming insults at me. "WE'RE HERE TODAY, FOR THE HANGING OF JOKEY! ANYONE WHO OBJECTS TO THIS, SPEAK NOW!" somebody shouted. I looked over. The Shawoman... Guess she does want my head on a stick!

Nobody spoke up. The crowd just jeered and berated him.

(Due to time constraints, let's say we've all moved out already)

"Um, I obj-" "Besides you!" The Shawoman said.