Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 171173 times)

"Shdfldsjd fdldudg..." I mumble unhearable words. I feel sonething wet hit my face. "Oh great..." I say as the rain gets worse and worse.

God loving damn it Miko.

I look up, realizing it had begun to rain. I quickly made an incision, removing the last bullet with mechanical precision, and starting to stitch up the wounds as neatly and quickly as I could.


"Well, there's a chance I screwed up and the moment you bend the wrong way you will die instantly, but the odds of that happening are slim."

"Oh boy... Well let's get out of this rain already." I say as I put my jacket on.

I quickly walk under shelter, looking at the storm.

I spit on the man's body before joining Alexia.

I stand looking at my feet, soaking wet.

I stand looking at my feet, soaking wet.

If you come down with pneumonia again I will loving rape/murder you

If you come down with pneumonia again I will loving rape/murder you
My body is ready
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I walk, sliding the soles of my converse on the wet concrete under a Pavillion. I sit down and bury my head in my knees.

My body is ready

Bend over

"We should get to the truck. Also we should get the other Alex."

"I hate the rain..." I mutter, lost in my thoughts.

I take the G5 off my back and take my backpack off, not lifting my legs or knees once.

I get in the truck after a few hours of searching.

I follow, wringing my hair and jacket out, mu undershirt clinging to my skin. I quickly put my jacket back on after realizing this, and button it up as far as I can.