Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 169915 times)

"As I said, calm your nips.  Now can you tell me calmly who you and your little band here are?  Especially Mr. Doctor over here talking about my chest."  
Cough.  "O crap, more blood."  

Gotta go for a couple of hours.  In the meanwhile, I'm asleep RP-wise. 
« Last Edit: July 05, 2012, 05:58:01 PM by morningstar »

"Oh great, he fell into unconsciousness again."

"Well he's down again." I say before exiting. I check the wall of cars, and thankfully it was still standing. "Guys, I'm going to go get some food. I'll be back whenever." I shout as I climb over the cars. I began walking, unsure of where to go.

I begin tending to his chest to the best of my ability.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mJMt_j4-0I4
for those who i didn't message steam
this played when we all died

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mJMt_j4-0I4
for those who i didn't message steam
this played when we all died
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>"i cried"
Pussies.


I'm back just in time to go to bed.  Goodnight all. 

I awaken just long enough to groan for some water.  "I need water.  For the love of god, wa-"
Blacked out again. 

"Fetch me some water."

I enter the city and duck though multiple alleys to avoid getting spotted by crazies. I end up coming across an open door, which was the employee entrance/exit for a deli. "Meat, just what I want." I say to myself as I enter. The door made a creaking noise, which would alert me if something entered. I walk in, ending up in the back area where meat was screwed with. The freezer was shut, but it was a bit chilly where I was currently standing. It was dark due to the lights not working and the rainclouds being over the city. They would reach the motel in no time. I unzip my survival duffle (My duffle bag's lame name) to check for a light source, when the rain starts coming down outside. Lightning strikes almost seconds after the rain starts, and I caught a glimpse of what was scattered on the tables and floor. Bloody body parts. Some were chewed at, some had chunks missing, and others were skinned.
I threw up right on the spot.

I wake up in a horrible state, I ome outside and mumble "wafstd hofnsing?"

I wake up in a horrible state, I ome outside and mumble "wafstd hofnsing?"
"Are you drunk or something?"


I shake my head to get my thoughts clear. "Nooo, justt a bit tirred"

I walk in with my fur hood up and a bag in my hand. I close the door behind me, not letting too much cold air in. I lay the bag on the table and begin sifting through it, beckoning them to join me. (Are we just free to find what we want within reason?)