Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 169894 times)

I decide to check the current state of the RV for our trip to the vault. First I exit and check under the hood to make sure nothing was broken after my reckless driving. Besides a few tiny dents in some of the stuff, everything was fine. As I begin to enter the RV again, I smell the best smell in the world. Gasoline. I run to the back of the RV to find a large puddle of gasoline leaking out from underneath the RV. Frustrated, I kick the back of the RV.

I grab Keith and drag him back into the RV, sitting his ass down next to the other guy. "Alright you two morons. First off, why would you," I say, pointing at Jeffery. "Treat her as a hostile for no reason. She could've been friendly. And you," I continue, pointing at Keith. "Why did you go out there without any back up. Hell, why don't you loving dive off a cliff while you're at it, chances are you'll die, because that was a reckless loving move, understand? Because of your dumb ass we're stuck out here without fuel. Good loving job. I want your ass moving to get a replacement tank, got it?"

"Oh, so it's MY fault that the tank is leaking? Pushing two cars out of my way with an RV isn't going to bust the gas tank. Nothing in the front is broken, just slightly dented. Also, if you think me going out alone is such a good idea, why are you sending me to ALONE to get more gas that's just going to leak out anyways? That's a great idea you dumbass."

Wile Keith was doing his stupid stuff, I got fed up. Who knows? I thought, the girl might be the replacement for the Russian.
I exited the RV ignoring everything, except for the girl. I saw her in the distance, heading towards the mall.
I snuck around the different trash piles and rubble, making sure not to be noticed. When I was a decent distance away, I quickly ran up to her, kicked her in the shin, and put a sharp jab to her pressure point. I took both of her knives and threw them far behind me, and held my gun to her head.

"Youre not the only fast fighter here."

"No stuff Sherlock. I'm not sending you alone. He's coming with, now get moving asshat."

"He's not coming with me, I'd rather go alone and risk the death. Also, did you not hear me? The tank is LEAKING! I don't know how to repair a gas tank!"

I swing my hand around and twist the arm he has his gun in. I put my foot on his back and put the arm on my knee, forcing the gun out of his hands, "This won't do much good broken, eh?"

I use my other arm and swing it back, elbowing her in the face hard, releasing her grip on me. I then trip her and put my foot on her throat.
"Now a good few seconds with this foot and you'll be unconscious, eventually dead. A better idea would be if we stop this bullstuff and actually help each other out."

I grab his ankle and pull it at me, causing him to fall on his back. I slam my foot down on his crotch and spit blood on his face.

Normally, a hit To the crouch would take a man out. But for me, that didn't happen, all my memories flashed in my mind. My friends, my house, my high school graduation, prom, and..., my parents. With a sudden burst of energy, I did a hard uppercut to her jaw. And lifted her, and chokeslammed her, knocking her out. Right after that, my whole body collapsed, blood spurted out of my mouth, and the pain of the hit to my crouch came back, instantly knocking me out.

dunno fpif this was godmodding or not,must wanted the battle to even out/end

After about 2 minutes, I wake up. Trying to catch my breath I rub my jaw. I need to get out of here, I'm in no condition to fight... I crawl over to my knives and I put them into their sheaths on my belt. I crawl away.

I wake up a few minutes later, seeing the girl missing. My whole body felt like it was being burned alive while being stabbed, it was horrible. I was too weak to move much, so I took my gun where it fell, and shot a few rounds in the air.

I sigh, not waiting for his to answer. "I'll go get some gas anyways. Somebody already left so I'll ask him to come along, while you two fix the gas tank." I say before exiting. I end up finding him passed out. After following a small trail of blood I find the woman from earlier crawling along. I pull out my best option for a weapon, the bonesaw I picked up earlier, and walk over to the woman. I sit on her back, push her head down and rest the sharp end of the bonesaw against the back of her neck.


"I'm not going to, I want to know why you beat up the bozo back there and why you didn't take up my offer for you to join my group."