Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]

[Kochieboy]

"You could say that again.". I look in the desks of the bank tellers and find some .44 ammo for my snub nose. Only 24 bullets though.

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[Jokey365]

"Oh, hello. Please tell me YOU don't hate me." I say as I turn around, walk back to the lobby and look at the man.

[xxxxkill]

"You could say that again.". I look in the desks of the bank tellers and find some .44 ammo for my snub nose. Only 24 bullets though.

That's actually quite a bit, considering I only have about 8 9mms in my Beretta.

[Kochieboy]

That's actually quite a bit, considering I only have about 8 9mms in my Beretta.

Hey, the bank tries to pack some heat security wise.

Plus, it's not that much. That's 4 reloads of 6 shots. That's not much.


"Nah... I'm fine with you. Besides, I don't really know you.".

[xxxxkill]

Hey, the bank tries to pack some heat security wise.

Plus, it's not that much. That's 4 reloads of 6 shots. That's not much.

And 24 down if you can hit all of them.
Especially considering a .44 round can punch through some bullet-proof materials.

[Jokey365]

"Well the woman down in the vault sure doesn't like me." I say as I begin to slouch. "Can't get any positive attention around here unless I've been shot."

[Kochieboy]

"It's okay man. I found myself in a room full of dead bodies. How do you think I felt?".

[Jokey365]

"Better than how I felt when I lost my family and can't get a hug unless the guy giving it to you shot you?"

[Kochieboy]

I approach the man, "Listen, if you need a friend, I'm here.".

[xxxxkill]

Irrelevant, but I feel like posting this:

I went to put the CD away, but dropped it.
It rolled to xxxx's feet.
It was labeled 'lovey Sounds: Audio research'

Ahaha.
Good times.

Anyways, Gojira and face.
Do something.

[Kochieboy]

I hear the crazies moaning and mumbling closer. I look over my shoulder and find crazies looking inside.

[Jokey365]

I dive over the counter and hide.

[xxxxkill]

I hear the crazies moaning and mumbling closer. I look over my shoulder and find crazies looking inside.

They aren't zombies
They are capable of speech, having the intelligence of a five-year-old.

[Kochieboy]

They bang on the window, screaming. The glass begins to crack. "GET TO THE VAULT!".

[xxxxkill]

They bang on the window, screaming. The glass begins to crack. "GET TO THE VAULT!".

Glass is incredibly difficult to break, you know.
Seriously, you can literally throw your entire body mass at a window and bounce right the forget off.