Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]

[Gojira]

"Alright, stay behind me, try not to get detected. Oh, and hold this," I say, handing him my Beretta. "Attempt to give it to me, however, if it requires you to reveal yourself, don't bother. Alright, we clear?"

"Roger that. I'll stay about ten or so yards behind you, then give you the gun. Hopefully nothing bad happens."
OOC:
I'm trying to imply that something WILL go wrong.
also
king of 4 pages in a row
is this some kind of record

[Ad Bot]

[xxxxkill]

"Roger that. I'll stay about ten or so yards behind you, then give you the gun. Hopefully nothing bad happens."
OOC:
I'm trying to imply that something WILL go wrong.
also
king of 4 pages in a row
is this some kind of record

Oh yeah, stuff's gonna go down
Still, if Max dies, it'll be worth it
If I die, not so much.

[Gojira]

Oh yeah, stuff's gonna go down
Still, if Max dies, it'll be worth it
If I die, not so much.

Or me.
It's always possible that one of us could get shot.
Or both.

I follow closely behind, making sure the crazies don't detect me.
I manage to get the fun gun into Alex's hands.
"Wait until you get there. I'll still follow," I whisper.

[Jokey365]

"Look, Ash, I'm sorry if I came off to you as an ass. This entire situation has just been really stressful for me. Lost my parents and everyone that even gave two craps about me. I was hoping to get everyone to that 'true safety' in the vault at the bank... Guess now I'm just going to rot in a cell..." I explain, my voice filled with disappointment in myself.

[Gojira]

I sneak up behind Maxwell and Ash.
"Hey, guys. We're gonna get you out of here, okay?" I whisper.

[Jokey365]

I jump when I hear somebody talking to me. "How the hell did you get in here?!" I hiss. I then look at the open door. "Oh, well good luck getting us out of this cage."

[xxxxkill]

I nod, strapping the Beretta against my hip using my belt, under my pants. "Let's hope this works..." I say, starting to run for the warehouse, as though I was running from something. I trip, rolling across the ground, and getting back up as quickly as possible. I run up to one of the crazies. "Please, you've gotta help me! I've been running from those men for days! Please-" I cut my speech off, pretending to only then realize that they were crazies. "Oh god, please, don't hurt me..." I whimper, falling back on my knees and crawling away slowly, in a show of weakness. I resisted every urge to kick the one in front of me.

[Jokey365]

The crazy instantly notices that the person is a woman, and begins to take her to the cages in the manager's room against her own will, where Gojira isn't in a cage.

[LawtyLawt]

Haello
I'd like to join

[Jokey365]

Haello
I'd like to join

Make a character yo.
Also, none of us are currently in the starting area. I'll give you special permission to start somewhere else.

[xxxxkill]

The crazy instantly notices that the person is a woman, and begins to take her to the cages in the manager's room against her own will, where Gojira isn't in a cage.

>"Have fun in another cage"
>"Where Gojira isn't"
>My cage in manager's room
>Your cage also in manager's room
>Gojira behind your cage
LOGIC

"Oh god, what are you going to do with me?" I whimpered quietly, a few tears rolling down my cheeks. "Please..."

[Gojira]

The crazy instantly notices that the person is a woman, and begins to take her to the cages in the manager's room against her own will, where Gojira isn't in a cage.

I hide under the desk.
"No problem. Oh look, one of them dropped the key."

[Jokey365]

The crazy enters the room, deposits Alex in a different cage than I, and exits.

[LawtyLawt]

Name: Jack Norton
Age: 26
Personality: LawtyLawt
Appearance: Beard, glasses, Black skin, wearing lab coat, stethoscope hanging on neck
Inventory: Flashlight, Empty syringe, Vicodin, Medpack, Scalpel (2), Rocks (5), Twigs (5), Rusty lead pipe, MP3.
Clothing: Labcoat, Black pants, "E3 is Dead" black T-Shirt.
Picture:
Backstory: He was a doctor who attempted to cure cancer, and failed. Now, he is attempting to hide that notion whenever he can.
Previous RPs:DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS DM
Other:
Skill: Sneaky, and athletic, despite him being a doctor. However, his body structure is weak. Basically a thief, considering his extensive family history... He can also do things a thief does, proving useful to most of his research more than once... He can also brown townyze a situation before him, as long as it's medical, or something involving being hidden.

I come and rescue you, yay!

[xxxxkill]

I quickly wipe some of the tears off, looking around to make sure that no crazies were in the room. Well, better to keep up the act, I suppose. I buried my face into my hands, quietly weeping.