Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 201999 times)

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I look over to the bed Alix was in. "I'm gonna be honest. What's the problem? You've been a bit troubled lately."

"I don't know, it's just... nothing."

"Tell me, honestly. You can trust me if this is some secret. But I just have this itchy feeling that there is something going on"
« Last Edit: July 17, 2012, 01:59:36 AM by HerpaDerp »

I clear my throat, "It's uh, nothing..." I say, rolling around on the bed.

Hey guys, I got myself banned from the computer for a week, and then I am going to Maine for a week and a half.  
The good news though, is that I should have all the sketches and more done by then.  

RP-wise, I'll just disappear for now.  I will be back, don't you worry.  

"I'm going on a journey, you guys.  I'll be back some day.  I'm sorry but I must.  I have a responsibility to get back what my stupidity lost me.  She may not be dead."
« Last Edit: July 17, 2012, 11:48:37 AM by morningstar »

The next day I get up out of bed and stretch.

I walk out into the hallway, humming to myself, and looking for something to do.

And then I meet (insert name here*) in the hallway.


*Whoever replies first...


"Hey Jeff, I'm thirsty, do you know where I could find something to drink?"

"I make coffee in the break room every day."
"I'll be off, bro.  I don't know when I'll be back, but I have... responsibilities."
« Last Edit: July 17, 2012, 12:17:09 PM by morningstar »

"Fine. You don't wanna tell me, don't tell me then." I roll over to face the wall opposite to the other bed.

"Coffee in the break room, all!  I'm finally off on my quest."

I go to the break room, and drink all the milk. :3

I walk into the break room, pouring myself a cup of coffee and drinking it black.

Seeing the old man go into the break room, I run into the room with the crazy. He was sleeping, but a good punch to the side of the head woke him up. "Spill it, where is the girl? You took her while panic was still everywhere. I was the guy that put that shiner on your buddy's dome." I hiss at him. "Still no words? Would you like to lose half of your OTHER hand?" I ask, even though my sword and shield were on the couch I slept on. "No no! No cut! No cut!" he stammers. "Then talk..." I whisper to hide my anger. "Big metal home! Across the water!" he shouts. "That's all I needed to hear." I say before exiting.

I sit up and push my hair behind my ears. I slip on my hoodie and step outside to get fresh air.