Well, I'm sad. The Bluzone** is closing. :'C
Guys, it was great RPing with you all.
Kniaz, Capt'n, and Electrk, I look forward to seeing you in-game. You guys rock.
As for an epilogue, I'm not the best at story-writing, but I better make one anyway:
Joffrey Fallin
"Explosions. Raids. Hordes. Deceit. Hatred. Death. The more time spent in the Bluzone, the more Joffrey realized that conditions there were getting worse. We would eventually have to leave. Everybody knew it. Though he encountered good friends here and then, that couldn't hide the fact that times were getting harder. Finally, the day we all knew was coming, a military bombing run destroyed the Survivor Base, Wild Territory, and most of Gammaton. Somehow passing out during the bombing, Joffrey came to. He looked around and all he could see was debris and ruble. He called out, desperately looking for anyone who had survived, but to no avail. He picked up his rifle and backpack, looked back and remembered all the memories, and walks off into the distance. The search begins once again for more survivors..."
"Joffrey will never forget his time spent there. During this time, though brief, he had a chance to meet a few decent people, even joining their group. As he walks off into the dust, a tear can be seen rolling down his cheek. He will never forget. He must never forget..."