Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 170265 times)

I stop and sit right in the middle of the road.

"Keep going, Alix. Ryan will be fine."

I stand up and continue walking, letting out a sniffle here and there.

"He'll be fine. I promise."

"How do you know?" I say, obviously trying to hold in a cry.

"Ryan can handle himself."

"I-I hope so..." I say softy, wiping my eyes.

"Besides, once we find him, I'll force those that took him to die a slow painful death within the warmth and beauty that is fire."

I clear my throat in such a way to show that I was less than pleased by this idea.




"Great, Ryan's gone and I lost my pipe bomb for nothing it would seem."

Keith and little midget outta building

 :panda:



I look terrified, my eyes wide, my body shivering from the cold.

"W-what do w-we d-do no-ow?" I stammer.

"Here..." I mumble. I take my scarf off and hand it to the kid.