Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 169732 times)

"Well you can get this guy." I say, laying Keith's head down.

I start to drag Keith by his arm.  Hard work with the fire and the broken bones and whatnot.  "The AMTS is parked outside, by the way."

After smoke began rising in the room the sprinkler system came on, putting out all the fire and rendering my equipment useless. During my getting dragged I dropped my flamethrower and the gasoline container slid off my back.

I help Ryan out to the AMTS.

"The guy's a slob when he's out cold," I mutter and flop him onto the AMTS.  "I'll be back with his flame thrower stuff." I walk back in to retrieve it. 

Guys I hope you realize that knocking somebody out by hitting them on the head is probably going to kill them.

Guys I hope you realize that knocking somebody out by hitting them on the head is probably going to kill them.
I know that.
Because I'm dead.
Also my equipment is soaked and useless.
Why would you get it, morningstar.

idiot morningstar why didnt you just let him be
or like headlock him

"Shouldn't he have woken up by now?"

"I don't know.  Usually this doesn't kill crazies when I do this with TWO hands.  I don't know what's up here." I grab a cloth and start to soak up the blood on his head to get a good view.  "when he pulls through he'll have one heck of a battle scar."

idiot morningstar why didnt you just let him be
or like headlock him
because I'm 14 and impulsive.

I shake my head, "Check his pulse this is weird."

"I don't know.  Usually this doesn't kill crazies when I do this with TWO hands.  I don't know what's up here." I grab a cloth and start to soak up the blood on his head to get a good view.  "when he pulls through he'll have one heck of a battle scar."
"That's IF he pulls through, bastard. He was torching crazies and you whacked him on the head!!"

"I'm not sure if you noticed that about 70% of the fire was not touching the crazies..."

"Check his loving pulse."

Because impatience.
Upon somebody checking Keith's pulse, no pulse is found.
That strike to the back of the head had killed Keith.
May he get his twenty bucks back from the devil in his afterlife filled with what he loved.
Fire.