Salvation: An Unoriginal Rp on an Unoriginal Format!

[Tingalz]

I turn into jesus and use my god powers to disintegrate the shower

The spirit jumps out of the shower and fuses with jesus

Status: Demon Bathroom Jesus

[Ad Bot]

[Kochieboy]

*I move up to the bunker door*

"Huh... this door isn't locked."

*I push the door open to reveal an unlighted concrete hallway*

"*Cough Cough*, jeeze it's dusty in here..."

[comr4de]

Status: HAIL SATAN

I jump out of the shower and blow up the planet

I sacrifice malestrom to the bathroom gods

[Kochieboy]

*I walk around the outside of the bunker to find a generator*

*I bump into a generator*

"Let's see if it still full of fuel..."

*I wipe off the gauge*

"It's full! Perfect!"

*I press the ignition button on the generator and it starts to put away*

[mp7964]

Code: [Select]

Name: MP6767 :3
Age: 17
Location: Austin, Texas - Glenbrook apartments [Fake building ftw]
Inventory: |Kitchen Knife|8 pieces of beef jerky|Beretta 9mm|3 9mm mags, 54 rounds|Black hoody|Laptop|Verizon mobile internet card| PS3 + controller|
Status: On the way to the ranch.
Companions: Leo [Dog]
Mood: Slightly stressed.
I decided to go to the animal shelter first. I might as well get a dog and feed the rest. About a half a mile through the highway, all I see is a wall of crushed up metal and rubber. No blood, no gore, nothing. Just crushed up cars. I guess I'm going on foot from here. I put my gloves on and start to climb over the wall of former vehicles. Just as I get over the wall, the bridge starts to crack. I immediately start to sprint over to the end of the bridge. Its a good thing I brought everything with me, my car's gone. Looks like I'm permanently on foot...

*Two hours later*

As I walk slowly into the animal shelter, I notice there is no sound except one lonely bark. I start to pick up my pace and go to the pen. The dog is a large catahoula mix. I offer it some of my jerky and it starts to follow me. I pick up a leash and clip it to the dog's collar. I look at it's tags and there is no name, just rabies vaccinations, etc etc. I decide to name it Leo. It's time to head to the ranch, but first I need a car. A little while later, I walked into a parking lot and found a sporty little two seater El Camino. I put Leo in the passenger side and hotwire the car. It has a gas can in the back, so I should be good.

On the road again.

[Gojira]

After about 4 hours of driving, I arrive in New Mexico.
"Okay, if I'm going the right way, then I should be in Texas in about 6 hours."
I head to the nearest bed/bedding store, jack a California King-sized mattress and a similar-sized black/gray bedding and pillow set. After that I take the Jeep Cherokee to a Safeway, and I loot a bunch of shelves.
By the time I'm done, half of the shelves are looted, and I take all of my "merchandise" out to the Jeep.
I refill on gas and head for Texas.
-timeskip-
I arrive at an abandoned house. Surprisingly enough, the place has power, so I set up my laptop and open KSP, Minecraft, Blockland,  and the Blockland Forums. I then set up my bed and unpack my food. Now all that's left to do is sleep.

Name: Jacov
Age: 14
Inventory: check page one
Status: Asleep
Companions: What?
Mood: Lonely and asleep

[Kochieboy]

*I enter the bunker, the lights now warming up with a piss colored glow*

*Zeus starts to shake*

"What is it boy?"

*I hear thudding in the background*

[Plethora]

Name: Macus Walter
Age: 17
Inventory: Swiss Army Knife, Bandages, Compass, matches, hatchet, food & water
Location: Sout Carolina, United States
Status: Alive, won't ask for more yet
Companions: None
Mood: Who cares about that?

I'm heading West. Less gun laws etc. out there, so I'm more likely to be able to arm myself out that way. I've secured food from a local convenience store. I've got a swiss army knife from my old home. Aside from that, I've got medical bandages, a silver compass, a book of matches, a hatchet, and food & water. My cell phone is dead, 911 never picked up when I saw my family... Power died too, so no recharging it. I don't know that there's anyone else in my town alive, but I've set up a fire, lots of smoke, anyone living can see from miles around. I've left a message giving my intended route, to Kansas, obvious rally point for people, hope to meet someone.

[morningstar]

Name: Jeffrey Duncan *****
Age: 13
Inventory: Beef Jerky; Cans; Flask; Laptop
Location: Bristol County, MA
Status:
Companions: Fate and Ginger (both cats);
Mood: Peeved

     Here we go.  I search through another apartment looking for food, guns, ammo, or car keys.  Almost all of them are there.  I'm going to try my hand at driving in about ten minutes after loading the car.  I look around and there is a bed with two dead bodies in it.  I (obviously) don't wanna get sentimental again, so I close the door and leave.  But it hits me: people keep guns in the bedroom.  I go back in and search under the bed, pillows, etc.  Then I notice the gun locker.  There are keys in the desk drawer and I open the locker.
     Wedding tapes!?!?!  What sick man keeps wedding tapes in a gun locker?  Oh well.  I head out to the packed car and, what luck, a dog is rummaging through the trunk tearing open bags.  I shoo it away and retrieve my cats, Fate and Ginger from their hiding places.  I close the door and continue merrily on figuring out the gas and brakes.  
*time passes*
Route 24 at last!  I decided it would be best to head north, and then go west down Route 90.  Once I hit a major roadblock (a.k.a. crashed cars) I will take one of those cars and switch off every time I get to a like spot.  
*time passes*
     "Oh my god!!!"  Tires screech as I brake suddenly and take out my laptop.  Maybe the forumers can decide on a spot to go like Kansas or something.  Then we could all head there by car or helicopter or train or something!  Then all our problems will be OVER if we can organize a suitable government.  

Companions: What?

Companions, like people who you are with.  Any living Blocklanders who you happen to stay in touch with.

[mp7964]

-snip-

Wanna meet up? :o

[Gojira]

Wanna meet up? :o

Yes.

Companions, like people who you are with.  Any living Blocklanders who you happen to stay in touch with.

I'm not stupid, I just don't have a companion, so my character does not know what a companion is, because he is forever alone internet guy.

[Kochieboy]

*I continue down the hall...*

*Thudding continues*

[mp7964]

Yes.

Yay B)

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Name: MP6767 :3
Age: 17
Location: Fredricksburg, Texas - Boone Ranch
Inventory: |Kitchen Knife|8 pieces of beef jerky|Beretta 9mm|3 9mm mags, 54 rounds|Black hoody|Laptop|Verizon mobile internet card| PS3 + controller|
Status: On the way to the ranch.
Companions: Leo [Dog]
Mood: Slightly stressed.
After about 5 straight hours of driving, I finally made it to the ranch. My grandparents aren't here, of course, but I can still use it... I don't know my Grandfather's gun locker combination, but I know I can figure it out. He stores all important files on his computer, so I'll check there.

*15 minutes later*

Their dogs are barking, I almost forgot about them. I brought them inside, along with the cat and my dog. I will be staying here as long as I can, and when I need to go, I'll take the land rover. I know in town, there are a lot of stores for me to take food from, and there are about 15 pet stores, so the animals will be fine, too. I found the gun safe's combination, so I will take all the weapons and ammo out and drag the safe into my safe room, the basement.

I may board up the windows.

[Kochieboy]

*Thudding stops*

*I move foward*

*Zeus stops and whimpers*

"Oh come on, what's the worst that could happen?"

[Mikoyan]

"Christ alive Tim," I said leaning against the airport gate, "2 and a half hours? You've got to be loving joking, My solo was today!" I walk around to one of the 4 hangar's doors and knock, "Hello?! What the hell.." I open the door slowly and peek inside, nothing. "Damn, what is it, Wednesday? The hell if I know." I walk out to my car to drive home and check on everyone.
Name: Alex Lenia

Age: 17

Location: El Reno, Oklahoma

Inventory: Cessna 210 keys, Pocket knife.

Status: Driving.