Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 169591 times)

I walk up to the front of the RV and look for some sort of heat activation system. I find one, turn it on, and get blessed by warmth. "I THINK I JUST JIZZED!" I shout as I fall onto the 'wall couch'. "My shaking... It's gooooone..."




"If you don't shut your mouth you don't get any of the unhealthy junk I have in my duffle."

"Gross," I say, imitating the accent of the girl.

I pull off my duffle without getting up, unzip it, pull out the bonesaw and binoculars, then toss the duffle onto the floor next to me. "Dig in."


"Fine, if you don't want it now." I say as I get up. I put every bit of food into a random cupboard in the kitchen area. After I finish, I put my bonesaw and binoculars back into the duffle, zip it up, and put it back on. "What's next on the agenda?"

"Sleep." I say, laying on a couch.

"Hey, that's mine..."




I pull my bonesaw out of my duffle. "Which limb should I remove first?"