Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 173746 times)

What? We're the same person? What are you talking about, Badspot?

We're brothers, actually...

That's why I felt sorry for him, I just didn't want to interfere...

Could you please let him in to the RP, he really wants to be in it.
Well he's been banned, and with what he just pulled?
His chances rather slim.

What? We're the same person? What are you talking about, Badspot?

We're brothers, actually...

That's why I felt sorry for him, I just didn't want to interfere...

Could you please let him in to the RP, he really wants to be in it.

He's banned, good luck on him getting to RP
And after that spam I don't think nappy will let him In

He's banned, good luck on him getting to RP
And after that spam I don't think nappy will let him In
You're LAATE

"But let's say he had a choice. Two of us were in a near death situation, and he had to choose who survived. I would be one of those two, and most likely the dead one."
I hesitate for a second, "I'm afraid you're probably right. Maybe you should at least try to make better relations with him?"

"He already hates me."

You're LAATE

ninja go away ninjas not welcom in apocalypse

I pull the towel off. "Wanna talk?"
"M-metal district, big building, lotsa crazies. Just please, stop!"
"Alright, now we're talking."

"We need anything more from him?"

"Goodnight guys, I'm going to bed, see 'ya in the morning."

"Also, anyone know where I can find some milk? I'm starving of thirst..."



"..."

"Are you guys, like, ignoring me or something? If you are, then it's not funny..."

"...Did you hear that?"

"I said now we're talking, didn't I? Alright, any other locations there are crazies in?"
"Many more in metal district, some in tall district too. Most in metal district."
"Weaponry?"
The crazy looked at me, unsure of what I had just said. I pulled out my knife, and his eyes widened. "Relax, I'm not gonna kill you. How much of this kind of stuff do you have?"
"Oh, cutters. Very very many. Attach to sticks. Kill good."
"And these?" I said, presenting my rifle.
"Bang stick no-no. Too loud. Remind us of you folk."
I glance over at Ryan. "You think we've got enough?"