Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 171910 times)

I sigh, starting to climb up the ladder.



"Ugh, I hate this place."

"Quit whining, at least we don't have to live here. No offense."

"Well I can't rent an apartment and come back every day with a sniper rifle as I engrave a new line into it."

"Yeah, I had guessed. Let's just go already."


"Ew Ew Ew." I say stepping in mud

I sigh again, walking out into the street, Beretta in hand.

I feel the candy wrapper rolling to the back of my tongue. I quickly cough and shove it back into place with my tongue.

"Er, are you alright?"

"Please can we get out of here."

I refuse to make the same mistake twice and move my tongue into place before talking. "Hmm? Yeah."

Following Alexia, I draw my AR.
"Where's all the crazies? There were at least ten when we went down, now the street's deserte- OH stuff!" I yell as a crazy tackles me.