Author Topic: Rage [Two spots open, PM me]  (Read 5705 times)

//So now it's just Miko going to greet him alone lol.
« Last Edit: May 14, 2012, 06:10:24 PM by blazerblock2 »

// Did you not read the rules

Jack tenses his grip on his rifle, calling out.

"Hey! Been a while since I've seen anyone. I'm with open arms to anyone, so, you hungry?"

"Oh, brother. He better not give that man any food..." I say to Ardal, "Im sure this man has loads of it."

"I don't know about this guy. Let's stick close." I say walking up, "Who the hell are you?"

"The name's Jack Reyes. Been surviving out here for a week now. Only a few of those things."

"Been out here for a week, not trying to get out? Sounds suspicious."

"Well when I've got a forget ton of food and drink, I'm not complaining!" He chuckles. "Come on in, grab a Pepsi from the fridge if you want."

"No thanks..." I look at the others, "???"

Brian slowly trudges into the station, grumbling, "Why can't they all just server some forgetin' rootbeer..."

He grabs a Pepsi from one of the refrigerators, and makes his way over to the snack area, taking a large bag of "Doritos" and two pre-made refrigerated sandwiches.

//Inv. Update:

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Name: Brian Mysewicz
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Clothing: Grey hoodie w/ rolled sleeves, baggy/tattered blue jeans.
Appearance: Black hair with streaks of white, brown eyes, 6'4", tattooed.
Gear: Goretex mtn climbing boots, 'Fox' black and white backpack, swiss army knife.
Supplies: Standard first-aid (Bandaids, hydrogen peroxide, etc.), box of energy bars, bottled water,
digital camera, various batteries, bag of chips (large), stuffty gas station sandwiches (x2), can o' Pepsi.
Ethnicity: Caucasian.
« Last Edit: May 15, 2012, 05:55:28 PM by blazerblock2 »

"You two, don't just stand around out here. I heard gunfire the other way up the road. That means those bastards are coming."


"Who's they?" Brian says as he walks out of the gas station, chewing on a mouthful of chips.

// Brian was in the gas station he wouldn't hear lol

"Well either you're blind or you've been under a rock for the past thirty-five weeks. Those loving things. Now get inside."

I hastily make my way inside the Gas Station and find a counter to sit on. I pull out another piece of gum and start chewing it.

// Yes, but Brian left the door open, and you really aren't that far from the door, are you?

Oh, those things, well I thought you were talking about something able to wield a gun. You know, what with the shooting.