Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 173131 times)

I recognize the crumpled form of Jeremy me route to the warehouse.  Well that puts a halt on my plan for now.  What the deuce is he doing out here?  I limp over and check his pulse.  He's alive at least.  

I sit nearby and keep guard, knowing I'd never be able to move him in my state.  

and fell asleep in bed next to her.
You dog, you. 
« Last Edit: July 18, 2012, 03:04:24 PM by morningstar »


How did you carry her to bed with a broken arm?

How did you carry her to bed with a broken arm?
right arm plus still a bit of strength in left arm and shes light so stfu monday

i am strong boi
« Last Edit: July 18, 2012, 03:36:42 PM by HerpaDerp »

It was a silly question.  How can a 14 year old kill 3 crazies wrestling with 10 broken bones.

Adrenaline.  
Go back for Jeremy or something.  I'm lonely.  

I grunt and try to lift Jeremy a little.  "Uuurrrgh.  You're freKing heavy." I drag him a short distance before the pain makes me stop.  "Crappy broken limbs.  I'm useless." I try to ignore the pain and go about 10 feet at a time, very slowly with long breaks before I finally lug him onto a bench and sit next to him.  
He is leaning on me so I push him the other way.  
« Last Edit: July 18, 2012, 04:40:31 PM by morningstar »

I wake up with what's-his-face sitting next to me.
"Passing out sucks."

"Hey, Jeremy.  Good to see you're not dead.  You have quite a bump on your head from falling if/when you passed out.  Got any brain damage?  What's my name?"

"You're Jeffrey, and no, I have no brain damage."

"Great.  You can walk?  Because I really can't very well."

"Yo, Jeremy.  Wake up, man.  You're spacin' out."


Woah double post crap hadn't realized.

I walk straight to the hospital.
"Yes, I can walk."

"Wait for me you arse!"


As I'm walking around the halls of the hospital, I see Ryan and Alix sleeping. "You chose love over survival... He's injured and pretty much useless... You still decided to leave the guy that can tear building down with tape for dead... If you need my help, don't expect it..." I mutter to myself before continuing onward.

Did I hear useless associated with injured?  I coul- o wait, I'm insane.  

"Sorry man, I just need a hand getting back.  What were you doing near the warehouse anyway?"

Guys, I may actually start respecting the ban my parents out on the computer for now.  Expect little to no posts from me until the 30th. 
In the meantime, Jokey, being the 'host' can generally control my char. 
Please don't kill, injure, or jerkify Jeffrey, Jokey.  It's important to me. 
« Last Edit: July 18, 2012, 07:38:37 PM by morningstar »