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

[Kochieboy]

Broken limbs, no
Blood oxygen levels, no
Blood loss, no

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[Ad Bot]

[xxxxkill]

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Christ, people. It's mid-2012, not loving 2077.

[Jokey365]

Let him have SOME fun.

[Kochieboy]

At least it isn't god-moding. If I'm dying it, the only good it will do it tell me I'm dying.

[Jokey365]

He has point.

[Kochieboy]

I check my Geiger meter, no radiation. No blood loss, adrenaline-blood levels are at 0%, looking pretty healthy.

[xxxxkill]

fhksadhf-
Fine.

[Kochieboy]

Try to get a radio station, but none of them are operating, just static...

[Jokey365]

I enter Alex's room. "Crazies know we're here now, but they can't get in and if they do they don't find us."

[xxxxkill]

I look up, all happiness leaving my face. "If they know we're here, they'll likely set up a camp, and wait for us. Or, worse, they'll flush us out. Or try to, at least. Do you understand what this means."

[Jokey365]

"It means you should probably stop being an ass to me?"

[xxxxkill]

I press my index and middle fingers against my forehead, sighing loudly. "It means," I say patiently, "that we're screwed. Literally, when speaking about me."

[Jokey365]

"Well why don't you get somebody that actually has something to offer to help you? Can't be me! All I've done is find the vault!"

[Gojira]

"Uh, guys? I'll go find weapons. The crazies aren't there right at this moment, and I know a gun store or two."
I start up the truck and head out.

[LawtyLawt]

OOC: You're not coming back are you? Oh, well.