Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 172798 times)

"Yeah, let's go," I reply, starting for the door.

I look at max. "Uh... sorry about today. I have this special ability that makes everything and everyone around me, fear me. It also makes me go crazy for blood. I thought you were a crazy, so... yeah. Sorry.".

I glance at the man.
AlsoInevertoldyoumyname.

I glance at the man.
AlsoInevertoldyoumyname.

I never said your name.



I rub my arm a bit and look away nervously.

I never said your name.

I look at max. "Uh... sorry about today. I have this special ability that makes everything and everyone around me, fear me. It also makes me go crazy for blood. I thought you were a crazy, so... yeah. Sorry.".

Stay in character.


My character never spoke his name.

Your character would know his name via the use of narrative
Stay in-

9:42 PM - Mr. Nappy: Leave it

Okay nevermind.

I hear the women return. "If they're going to force me into hot pants..."

I look to the women. I really didn't know what to say.

"We got you guys clothes!" I say as I toss them both bags of clothing, "What do you all think about my new outfit?"

I remain silent. I didn't really feel like talking.

"Don't ask the fourteen year old." I say as I look through the bag. "Jeans... Hot pants- Whadafuq... T-Shirts... What do you take me for? A stereotypical teenager?"


"Unless you're going to force me into these things, I'm sticking to my tattered bloody clothing..."

"I got you other clothes aswell. I mainly just pulled stuff off the shelves without looking"