Author Topic: The Eye of the Storm [Now without a CS:S joke.]  (Read 15356 times)


It was always wood, Jacov's door inside the apartment is glass
For some reason

"So now were at the same building you guys are in? forget. Better shoot the fatty, he seems like a richardhead. Iv'e been hearing you richards from the loving market. Surprised you haven't been shot yet."

"So you know them?"
afk don't rape me while I'm gone

"Oh, wonderful, more raiders."

"...I'VE DUG MY OWN GRAVE! ONE OF YOU TWO, HELP ME."

"You know, instead of acting like starfishs to eachother we could all team up, just sayin. We have more chance of survival that way"

"I'm quite good thank you very much."

"THIS WOMAN HAS A GUN POINTED AT ME!" I scream as I flail my legs around.

"I agree. If we all drop our weapons, and work together, we could achieve so much more than we could alone."

"Oh, wonderful, more raiders."
"Hey, listen here, richardface. Were not raiders, you got that? Say that again and your going to get loving shot."

I run to the source of the screaming, "Oh hey what's going on up he-..."

"GUYS.
WOMAN.
GUN.
AT ME.
SHOOT.
DEAD.
HELP."
I see ANOTHER person enter the scene.
"YOU, HELP ME. PLEASE." I beg.

"How about we all drop our weapons and start over? I see no point in continuing hostilities."

"OK!" I yell, taking the pistol out of my backpack. "Listen up, especially you fatty, im thinking about shooting you personally." "To continue, lets team up, and get out to the nearest airport or harbor."

"Iv'e looked at my map." "Were going to the Manhattan Airport just south of here. Its got a stuffload of helicopters, and with my flying skills, we will be out in no time."

"Hey guys uh, let's like, stop fighting..."