Author Topic: FUEL  (Read 14723 times)

"NOT HURT?! You shot up that damn park! I almost got killed!" I hiss. (Probably through a hand I don't know.)
"We didn't want to hurt you, we wanted the civillans to get away! We wanted to rescue our own." I whisper.


"NEVER IN DANGER?! WHAT IF A STRAY BULLET STRUCK ME IN THE NECK?!" I hiss as I struggle to get up.

"NEVER IN DANGER?! WHAT IF A STRAY BULLET STRUCK ME IN THE NECK?!" I hiss as I struggle to get up.
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since gojira is taking a bit to post,

we call in a humvee transport with a small spotlight on the side. We get on it and drive off to the forest, looking around the outskirts as well.

the adventure begins

"NEVER IN DANGER?! WHAT IF A STRAY BULLET STRUCK ME IN THE NECK?!" I hiss as I struggle to get up.
"You should have ran when you heard the bullets! Not stay around and risk that!"

"I had a PANIC ATTACK! I hid inside one of those metal box humvees until my balls finally dropped and I high tailed it out of there! That humvee could have EXPLODED! Or, perhaps, on my way out, somebody could have SHOT ME!"

"I had a PANIC ATTACK! I hid inside one of those metal box humvees until my balls finally dropped and I high tailed it out of there! That humvee could have EXPLODED! Or, perhaps, on my way out, somebody could have SHOT ME!"
"Yea, the guards might have shot you! We don't shoot random civillans!"

"What if one of your men thought I WASN'T a civilian?! HMMM?!"

"What if one of your men thought I WASN'T a civilian?! HMMM?!"
"If you're running away from a humvee trunk with no weapons and civillan clothing, we know you are a civillan! The present not the past!"

"YOU PEOPLE ARE CRAZY, THOSE U... P... CD... WHATEVER THEY ARE, THEY'RE CRAZY TOO! I'M IN A WORLD SURROUNDED BY PSYCHOPATHS."

"YOU PEOPLE ARE CRAZY, THOSE U... P... CD... WHATEVER THEY ARE, THEY'RE CRAZY TOO! I'M IN A WORLD SURROUNDED BY PSYCHOPATHS."
"That may be true, we're the less psychopathic side, so trust us, and shut the forget up."

"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFine."

Wow. These things were fast.


And I was driving it. It's fun to not have to stop at stoplights, just keep on driving and speeding up. While going across the slums area I noticed bums in alleyways, or running to hiding, and people staring out of their windows or putting boards up. This place was pretty much your average poor area. The humvee's engine was loud as hell for some reason, but that's probably because of the speed. I began to slow it down a little, and as it did I could hear it's echo for a couple of seconds in the silent sky. I flicked on the headlights since everything seemed so grey since it was a cloudy day. Yep, the roads seemed to be more worse than last time. We should get to the forest soon. "So, how was your day?" I ask jokingly, since there was almost nothing to do rather than listen to some radio playing music that ended up getting overlapped by the ham radio every now and then. I turned the spotlight on the side of the humvee on as we slowed down and used a switch to move it around. "Nothing out of the ordinary here, rather than people giving us bad looks and huddling in alleyways."