Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 173166 times)

"Question, can I take my shoes off?"

"So long as you don't instantly assume I have a foot special interest."

"Darn!" I say, sitting on the bed.


"What? Were you going to start shoving your feet in my face?"

I raise my legs and start wiggling my feet.

"Don't even go there."

I giggle and lay down on the bed.

AND SO STUFF THAT NEED NOT BE EXPLAINED HAPPENED WHILE CRAZIES SET UP CAMP THROUGHOUT THE ENTIRE BANK.

"We're forgeted."
I decide to give myself up, for no reason other than to get them to leave the bank.

"We're forgeted."
I decide to give myself up, for no reason other than to get them to leave the bank.
They're going to be incredibly hostile this time around. They won't leave until everyone is gone, and opening the vault to give yourself up will just have them all pour in and kill EVERYONE.



"Yep." I say as I get up.

"No come backool kids klubk"