Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 172001 times)

I have a quick question about the RP itself. 
Why hasn't the military sent in helis or just nuked the city? 
How have the crazies not gotten out? 
Couldn't the army simply carpet bomb and comb the ruins for surviving crazies on foot? 
The whole WORLD has the crazy problem.

So basically it's kind of an "I am Legend" deal with multiple people.

So basically it's kind of an "I am Legend" deal with multiple people.
Basically.


I sit down on a bench and observe the surrounding area.

"Oh my god, it's a dream come true," I say as I spot the mailtruck.  The keys and driver (dead) are inside. 
"I've always wanted to do this.  I should get back to that hardware store.  I wish I hadn't left so I could ask for help putting this together properly."
I slide the body out and drive it to the hardware store. 

"You said earlier that wind wouldn't work!"

"Not with a ferris wheel, but maybe with something lighter."

I have a quick question about the RP itself. 
Why hasn't the military sent in helis or just nuked the city? 
How have the crazies not gotten out? 
Couldn't the army simply carpet bomb and comb the ruins for surviving crazies on foot? 

The military is too busy taking care of larger cities, IE: San Francisco, Chicago, etc etc.
The army could carpet bomb and comb, and they have at several cities, however it's mostly the ones where the entire population is confirmed dead, or not high priority.
The crazies have gotten out, and have somehow harnessed the technology to make more of them.
This should hopefully explain a bit more, I'm actually making the whole plotline as I go along.

I walk over to the rest of them, "We can't just go to an RV park?"

"Not sure, but we should consider all of our options."

"Plugging something in and having waste disposal sounds a lot easier than building a huge thingamajeger that won't produce half the power we could probably get."


I reach the hardware store and harvest as much plate metal as I can. 
"Oh yeah, I might need this," I say grabbing a welding torch. 


"Then uh, let's go..?"

I've walked for a long while now. I can't find the hospital and it's getting dark out. I'm not entirely sure where I am, but there are lots of apartments around and a corner store every few blocks. I'm going to have to spend the night in one of the apartment buildings.

I push in the front door to a building. The hinges are badly rusted and it makes a lot of noise. I hurriedly get inside and block up the door with a section of fallen I beam. I go into an inconspicuous looking apartment. Not much there. Looks like a crazy got trapped in there and ended up starving. There are a few good bullets lying around. .22 rounds. pity I don't have a gun. I take as many good rounds as I can find, could be useful. I move on to another apartment and this one's been looted, but it has a mattress so I'll be sleeping uneasily there tonight.