Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 196403 times)

"No, it's more like I woke up being dragged toward the industrial district by a crazy.  Not the best experience."  I continue walking. 
"And I'm glad to see you're all still alive." 

"Where are you even going?"


"The godforsaken hospital?" I say, laughing.

"That's the one.  I still live there, ya know.  Don't see why I wouldn't." 

"because it's a stuffhole."

"And the crazies know where I live in the hospital now.  How are things with you guys?  Was it your group that made that tremendous crash?" 


"Must I even ask which one of you?" I ask, hinting I know it must have been Keith. 

"I find it very weird we haven't come across a single crazy ever since we left the hospital." I started to become more cautious of the place.

"I find it very weird we haven't come across a single crazy ever since we left the hospital." I started to become more cautious of the place.
"Probably plotting. I have no bloody clue."

I open my eyes, and stretch slightly, my back making rather loud cricking noises.

those are some strange cricking noises


I kinda am a space marine, in my wh40k game against tingly I was a space marine player, just without the dreadnoughts and stuff.
So, uh, where are we now?