Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 182360 times)

I blink, quickly developing a deep blush. "Er... Sure."

I walk away and find a bed to lay down in. I need my rest.

I entered the warehouse, hands raised. Crazies approached me. "Stop." I said as I gestured out what I said. "I am of no use to you, but I know where you can find women and older men." I said and gestured. "The bank. Use the back door. The vault where they might hide is in the basement. Below the bank." I said and gestured. The crazies understood. "Go." I said as they all ran out. I had a sinister smile, then sprinted back to the mall.

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"Hey, is the back door locked? I think it's unlocked."
I go and lock it, just to be sure.

"What, do you think a bunch of crazies are just going to storm into here?"
Although his actions did make me a bit paranoid, and I grabbed my MP5, and slipped my Beretta into my suit.

As if in a movie, crazies immediately began rushing towards the back door of the bank.

they have no explosives
LOL

They have numbers and sheer strength.
LOL

They have numbers and sheer strength.
LOL
We have guns
LOL

You have no proof I ratted you out.
LOL
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The crazies begin attacking the door.

"What's that sound. What the forget is that sound." I turn and look at the back door. "Oh stuff. ALEXIA!"

The door begins to moan under the sheer power of all the crazies attacking it at once.

"Jacov, what are you eve- Oh you have got to be stuffting me," I said, bracing my MP5's stock against my shoulder.

The door falls and crazies begin pouring in.

I let off a volley of bullets, firing in short controlled bursts. I quickly empty a magazine, after taking down about seven of them. Head shots, surprisingly effective. I start backing away, quickly turning tail and running down the corridor.