Author Topic: Rage [Two spots open, PM me]  (Read 5650 times)

I shrug my shoulders, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Didn't you just hear me?"

"What exactly did you mean at the gas station when you said, 'I've been around the world'?"

"Traveled around a lot. Been everywhere 'least once. Hunting sure had me going to lots of competitions, but so did everything else. I wasn't going to let my adulthood go to waste in a house on some forums for a building block game, I want to live!"

"Ever been to Iraq? Lot of hunting there!" I say laughing


I immedeately stop laughing, "Sorry..." I mumble not saying anything and looking the other direction as if there was traffic.

Jack stands, his upper body through the firing hatch ontop of the truck. He keeps watch as the wind blows into his face while the truck speeds at 80 miles an hour down the highway. A large bridge crossing the road looms in the distance.

I rustle Jacks leg "We need a tire, got about 5 miles left."
« Last Edit: May 28, 2012, 11:11:36 PM by Mikoyan »

I look around for a response.. Brian and the old man are asleep and Jack didn't hear a word I said. "Jack!" I yell, "Where should we stop?!"

// Quite sure this is dead,  my good fellows.  Therefore, good game!

You could've just posted lol

// Tis against the rules!