Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire] (Read 174556 times)

BlockDuck · July 15, 2012, 02:08:58 PM

I stand up and then groan in pain, and lie back onto the hospital bed.

My left foot is badly burned.

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HerpaDerp · July 15, 2012, 02:10:14 PM

"Stay in bed for a bit, you need to be treated for those burns."

BlockDuck · July 15, 2012, 02:10:51 PM

Quote from: HerpaDerp on July 15, 2012, 02:10:14 PM

"Stay in bed for a bit, you need to be treated for those burns."

I nod and rest my head on the pillow.

"Is there anyone else around here, or just you two?"

HerpaDerp · July 15, 2012, 02:13:32 PM

"There's a few others you haven't met yet. You just rest here. Alix, wanna check out what the others are doing?"

Mikoyan · July 15, 2012, 02:14:54 PM

"I think it'd be best if neither of us got involved with their shenanigans..."

HerpaDerp · July 15, 2012, 02:16:01 PM

I could smell smoke. "Yeah, now that I think about it, feel the same." I went over to her and looked at the picture she was looking at. "What is that?"

BlockDuck · July 15, 2012, 02:18:03 PM

I stay in bed, smelling the smoke and remembering my mother's cooking.

My eyes begin to tear, but I keep it to myself.

Mikoyan · July 15, 2012, 02:21:17 PM

The picture is of me and a very old looking man both wearing fur coats and Ushankas with snow all around us, "That's me and Father Adrian..." I say, smiling.

BlockDuck · July 15, 2012, 02:30:31 PM

I rummage around in my pockets and pull out a plastic bag full of Cheez-Itz.

I start munching hungrily.

I look at Alix and then Ryan and say with a mouth full of crackers: "Want some?"

morningstar · July 15, 2012, 03:13:24 PM

"Hey guys, I was- Holy Sheets! Another one?" I ask after my initial instinct to put draw my .22 and point it at his face.

HerpaDerp · July 15, 2012, 03:19:27 PM

"He looks like a great man. I'm full, kid, don't need Cheez-its, you can have them." I see Jeff barge into the room. "We found him at the airport, unconscious."

BlockDuck · July 15, 2012, 03:39:23 PM

I yelp when Jeff barges in and hide under the blanket.

After a brief moment you see a mat of reddish-brown hair come up from under the covers and I say "Is...is he with you guys?"

OOC:

(Out of character.) Morningstar here's my info in case you didn't see it. I think I'm the youngest...

Name: Sammy (Sam) Johnson
Age: 10
Personality: Gets scared easily; grins when happy; laughs alot;
Appearance: Small boy (4'4) with messy reddish brown hair, freckles and green eyes, face is covered in dirt.
Inventory: Some food and a flashlight.
Clothing: An old T-Shirt and worn cargo pants.
Backstory*: Parents we're killed in a fire, is orphan.
Skill***: Is very small and can fit into small places; also is very creative and good with machines.

(Back to RP now.)

Mikoyan · July 15, 2012, 03:56:26 PM

"Should I maybe pick up that glass?"

morningstar · July 15, 2012, 04:00:26 PM

Quote from: HerpaDerp on July 15, 2012, 03:19:27 PM

"He looks like a great man. I'm full, kid, don't need Cheez-its, you can have them." I see Jeff barge into the room. "We found him at the airport, unconscious."

"I know you found him up at the airport, I was spying on you with the scope on the R700P. I just didn't think you'd pick him up. I wouldn't have."

HerpaDerp · July 15, 2012, 04:08:04 PM

"Yeah he's with us, if he wasn't he'd be dead already. Jeff, we took him because we actually have hearts."