Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 172042 times)

"Answers to what."
"The questions she was just asking. Now, who are you?"

The man adjusts his leather gloves as he speaks. "I had a history with the cops before this stuff started. Sort of like a street assassin, but with a lot more violence. They were sick of me killing all these people so they just said 'Nuts to this' and threw me into a psycho center. The guards were big, muscular behemoths and I was in a nutjob's jacket. Then this situation came up and some of the guys that owed me favors broke me out of the place after everyone high-tailed it. If one of you happen to have any authority, be it police or military, I'm guessing you're going to slam me in the prunes with a gun again."

I leave my clothes in the room in front of the air conditioner to dry. I walk out into a waiting room to find a good magazine.



8:00 PM - Mr. Nappy: Please
8:00 PM - Mr. Nappy: Don't punt me in the prunes
8:00 PM - BulletGojira: no
8:00 PM - BulletGojira: i was gonna shoot you
8:00 PM - Mr. Nappy: aaaaaa
8:00 PM - Mr. Nappy: Shoot dead?
8:00 PM - BulletGojira: :D
8:00 PM - BulletGojira: no
8:00 PM - BulletGojira: in the prunes
8:00 PM - Mr. Nappy: okey
8:00 PM - Mr. Nappy: tank uuu
8:00 PM - Mr. Nappy: NO
8:00 PM - Mr. Nappy: NONONO
8:00 PM - Mr. Nappy: NONONONONONO
8:00 PM - Mr. Nappy: NOT DA PRUNES
8:00 PM - BulletGojira: yes
8:00 PM - BulletGojira: da prunes

I WILL SHOOT YOUR PRUNES




"Alright, I gave you answers. Down please."

derp
I let him down.

POV CHANGE OOOOOO.

I fall with my arms up which only stops me from hitting my head. I fall and almost hit the woman. After throwing myself up onto my feet, I turn around and look at the people. "So, where have you guys been holding out?" I ask, adjusting my one shoulder pad.



what season is it lol
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I find a magazine and read it while my clothes soak in the soapy water.