Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 169523 times)

I throw the knife that I took from the other kid at him, not cutting him but pinning his shirt to the wall.

"Alright how the hell." I mutter as I take my extra coat off, along with the one the kid who is no longer with us gave me, and doing so freed me. I pull the knife out of the wall and toss both coats aside. "Now I can cut TWICE as fast!"

I turn over, my back facing him.

"Wowe bitch." I say as I let my arms lazily fall to my sides.


"Yeah, and so was taking my couch."


"I'll sleep in the bathroom." I say before locking myself in the bathroom.

"Three more crazies, are you serious?" I ask to no one in particular.  
So then they charge and one falls off the building driven by the momentum of him and his pals.  Awesome.  I use the butt of the gun I am now using to crush a windpipe.  Two down, two to go.  
So I bolt for the stairwell and pistol whip the closest one to the ground, but he isn't dead yet.  

As I hobbled own the stairs I messily load 2 bullets into the sniper.  
Bang!  One more to go.  

The crazy was in a rush now and fell down the stairs, buying me a little time.  I limp to the exit. 
I was limping like crazy toward the RV, and whenever the crazy got near I smashed it with the butt of the gun.  Finally I got far away enough to turn and shoot.  I hit her (I think) in the arm, literally ripping the arm off.  That's a start at least. 

The RV is in view.  I try to yell, but I only hack up blood. 
« Last Edit: July 09, 2012, 09:17:20 AM by morningstar »

I come down the motel's stairs. It's doubtful that the elevator ever worked. As I come down, I hear grunts and smell rotting meat. I rush out from behind a corner with my hatchet ready. I kill a couple crazies, but a third gets me from behind, I quickly knife him, but I'm hurt.

There are no crazies around right now, so I limp my way outside to an abandoned hummer. Windows's are smashed in, but I think I can lie low here for a while. There's half a set of wrenches all twisted and beat up, but at least a couple of them are still usable, so I keep them close at hand.

"Hey guys, there's a kid who's dying out there, so yeah."
I walk out of the RV and kill the crazy with my knife, running up to it and stabbing it in the face and chest.

"Hey, Jeremy, I'm back," I say panting for breath mixed with bloody coughs.  
"Mind telling that chick I need my knife and .22 back?"  
« Last Edit: July 09, 2012, 12:25:30 PM by morningstar »

"Are you kidding me? Here I am expecting everyone here to be spade and sound and he goes out causing us more problems." I sigh. I see him near Jeremy  a bit north of the RV.

I wake up barely, "What's going on?"

"Dunno, one of our guys went out stupidly and got himself hurt bad."