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Author Topic: Apocalypse: An RP for BL Forumers - Back to the Future  (Read 256792 times)

I had to be doing at least 120mph down the streets of San Francisco. I slowed to turn and drive up the beach, and gunned it again.

"What the hell?" Was the only words my little brother had to utter once laying his eyes on the car passing by. My aunt immediately surfaced from the house to wave her arms and yell for assistance.

I saw some movement from one of the houses and hit the brakes. The car came to a quick, screeching halt and I got out.

Once the man in the car and my aunt, brother and me caught up with each other, "Are there any other survivors out there?", my aunt was persistent to ask. "And if so, what exactly happened that caused the apocalypse?"

Wait, are they asking me or you?

i refuse to use my forum name as my in-character name.
Name: ECHO 3 (Tamara Nikita)
Age: 26
Gender: Female
Physical Description: Unknown, except for being Caucasian and having green eyes.
Personality: Somewhat mysterious, probably rising suspicion among the survivors.
Inventory: White military-style uniform, white VEKTOR CR-21, combat knife, white balaclava


The VEKTOR


The armor (ignore the MNU logos)
Note I am not a superpowerful lolkillyouall character. I will develop this character, it will not simply be a mysterious hardened military person.

If you say so.

Battle on.


I saw the group whispering amongst themselves. "Hallooo!" I called out to them, waving my arm.

"Echo 3, reporting in." I waited. No response. "This is Echo 3, Skyeye, do you copy?"

CHRRRCH. "This is Skyeye, we hear you. stuff, one second - LANSON, THE forget IS UP WITH YOUR MONITOR? GET THE HELL BACK TO YOUR STATION AND TELL ME WHAT THAT ALARM IS!" "On it sir- OH stuff! IT'S A MISSILE! Oh. Um. That was a false ala-" There was an explosion and some pieces of shrapnel penetrated the cloud layer, some landing near the car.

"..forget."

Tamara sprinted down towards the car that she had been observing, and emerged from a bush. "Survivors? I thought that Central had killed off all of you. Whatever, I don't have orders to kill any of you. Now what the hell are you doing driving around?"









(what happened to the rapists, its all just survivors now)

I was sleeping in my car and rolled, honking the horn, letting off a loud stereotypical Mexican tune.
Startled, I fell out.
"That's what I call a rude awakening..."

« Last Edit: October 02, 2011, 11:23:04 AM by Watcher In The Myst »

I'm at a different location then you.


"I'm getting supplies and such." It occured to me at that moment we probably needed food and such.

"Might as well go for a drive" I said as I climbed into the Rover.
I brought the legs up and wheels shot out from them.
Now it was... somewhat an actual car.
I drove for a bit, then found a beach, and looked down to see tire tracks.
"Zombie..."
I drove a bit more until I found an odd scene.
A beach house, Zombie next to the car with some shrapnel nearby, and some guy in a white suit (I know you're female).
I pulled out my intercom system.
"Zombie, what's going on here?"

I picked up my radio. "I don't know. I found some survivors in that beach house, and now this person is interrogating me or something."