Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 169568 times)

"Well, what do we do now? We just got ambushed by crazies, had a great Russian die, and we're all in a terrible state."

"How the hell should I know? It's STILL raining and I doubt we're going to find a replacement for the Russian. We're down a man, lowering our chances of survival by too much. We're basically doomed from this point."

"I'm done with my injuries.  If I have to stay laying around much more I'm going to go on a Self Delete mission into crazy territory with a pipebomb and a 30-06 or something!" 
I clench my fists.
"We have done enough hiding!  We need weapons, and we need them now.  Near the hospital (I can get you there, I hid there until I found you) there is a police station where we can get (unfortunately empty) 9mm pistols and an R700P in a gun locker.  Let me show you the way." 
I walk up to the front of the vehicle. 
"Please, let me show the way," I gasp as I break down into tears.  My speech has caused me to cough up more blood. 

"Mr. Dramatic, we're right in front of the hospital."

"Then drive down three blocks on that street.  It should be near the crashed semi.  I hope you have a strong stomach, there are about 10 dead men inside." 

"Just get back in the RV before you suffer from the inability to get warm like I am."

Well Jesus.  I'm trying oto get us to the biggest gun in the city if you don't mind. 

Well Jesus.  I'm trying oto get us to the biggest gun in the city if you don't mind. 
Excuse me.

I hear a car engine running outside. stuff." I think, throwing the wet rock I was using to sharpen my knives on a bed. I grip both of my knives in my hands, finding a hiding place.

Excuse me.
Sorry, I forgot to add quotes.  That was my char.  

"I'll go check my "room in the hospital first."  I walk inside and hustle along to my "quarters," ER3.  I slip on a scrap of paper. 
"Hm, I didn't leave that th-"
Shuffling in the hall. 
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I sigh. "Ill go make sure he doesn't get killed." I say before exiting. I end up losing him and begin shuffling around to check random rooms, stopping to examine each (and violently shake). I end up seeing a wet rock resting on a bed. "Wet, somebody's used it. Would have been dried by now if they left it behind." I mutter to myself.

I peek around a corner and visit nearby rooms to check on the situation.  I see Kieth looking at a rock.  
"What's up, bonehead?" I say jokingly.  "Lookin' at your fine ancestor?" 

I make my way quietly in the direction of the roof.

"I have a pick that I can drive clean through your face and have it come out the other end, don't piss me off. I'm freezing and I'm not in a good mood." I say before suddenly becoming alert. "Somebody's here with us."

"It may be a bit big, but you can borrow my overcoat," I say and walk to get  get it. 
Upon my return I hand it to Kieth.  "I hope ya like plaid.  You can keep it for now.  I'm fine with the hoodie."   
"Now you said someone's here too?"