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[Spoodermanultra]

Scott looks at Mira, and asks, in a calm, somber voice: "So... No respect for the dead huh? but it's fine. i didn't really care about him. Especially when he says he's going to eat you if he has to. i don't care if he was completely smashed, that's still a pretty messed up thing." Scott mumbles under his breath: "I have the worst hangover right now..."

 

[Black Jade]

She glanced at him, and at the dead body. "What's the point of feeling pity for something so useless?" she asked, walking back to the car and looking for supplies.
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[Spoodermanultra]

Scott just shrugs. He decides to check in the trunk of the car. while he is doing this, he starts to mumble somewhat loudly, but still hard to understand.

 

[historic]

Mavis finally stirs from unconsciousness, roused by the noises coming from the back of the car. She feels nothing before pain blooms across her forehead and makes her to grit her teeth. Her forehead had gotten scraped against the fabric of the headrest when the... accident happened. She couldn't remember much else before that, and she attributes that to shock.


She looked up to the front and noticed the cracked windshield and unmoving body. "Shit," Mavis whispered as she unbuckled her seatbelt and climbed to the front. Her friend was lifeless, head slammed and stuck in the glass. His chest was still and she knew he was dead. Yet, she still pressed her ear against his chest and waited to hear a heartbeat.


"Hm. Nothing," she said in a calm tone despite dread building within her chest. "Rest in peace," the memory of his drunken spiel earlier returned to her, "asshole." Turning away, she stepped out of the car and noticed two other passengers fishing through the trunk.


"How long have you two been awake?"


@Mori-Jin


@Spoodermanultra

 

[Black Jade]

Mavis finally stirs from unconsciousness, roused by the noises coming from the back of the car. She feels nothing before pain blooms across her forehead and makes her to grit her teeth. Her forehead had gotten scraped against the fabric of the headrest when the... accident happened. She couldn't remember much else before that, and she attributes that to shock.


She looked up to the front and noticed the cracked windshield and unmoving body. "Shit," Mavis whispered as she unbuckled her seatbelt and climbed to the front. Her friend was lifeless, head slammed and stuck in the glass. His chest was still and she knew he was dead. Yet, she still pressed her ear against his chest and waited to hear a heartbeat.


"Hm. Nothing," she said in a calm tone despite dread building within her chest. "Rest in peace," the memory of his drunken spiel earlier returned to her, "asshole." Turning away, she stepped out of the car and noticed two other passengers fishing through the trunk.


"How long have you two been awake?"


@Mori-Jin


@Spoodermanultra

Mira glanced at her, a back pack next to her that she was stuffing with supplies. "A while." she said simply as she zipped it up, tossing it over her shoulder.
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[Spoodermanultra]

Scott glanced up at Mavis as he was putting the supplies in his duffel bag.. "To be honest with you, i don't know the EXACT time."


When they had finished the packing, he slammed the door and said, "So, where are we going now? we have no idea what happened, except our friend is dead."

 

[Black Jade]

"Correction," she said, "Your friend. He and I were connected by my parents."
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[historic]

Mavis nodded in a sort-of dazed state, and has started filling up her own supplies into a backpack as they spoke. She weighed her things, thinking of making a quick escape. She could handle herself... right? 


"I don't know where we can go. And that man was my friend, but he was always an asshole, I admit. But he doesn't matter anymore. We need to head somewhere safer than out here, in the open."

 

[Spoodermanultra]

"Yeah, i agree with Mavis." Scott said, thinking about where they could go for the night.

 

[Spoodermanultra]

"Wait... where did we have the party?" Scott asked. "Y'know, the party before our frei- i mean, Mavis and I's friend got too drunk and thought the world was ending. perhaps we could stay the night there." He looked back at his two... 'friends' and was secretly hoping they would go back there.

 

[historic]

Mavis clenched and unclenched her fingers nervously, noises of explosions and orange mushrooms clouds filling her mind's eye. Yet her memories showed her that the explosions occurred far away, and maybe the people at that party could tell them what was happening. Chewing her lip, she zipped up her backpack and faced the forest.


"It'll take more than an hour to get back. Since the drive here took that long, it'll take us longer. I know I can run a mile in five minutes if I'm motivated, but I'm not sure you two can keep up. We also have to take into account the amount of supplies we have and watch out for any possible danger. Do you remember the explosions? We need to find out what's going on, so we should get going. Now."

 

[Spoodermanultra]

Scott nodded his head in agreement. "Yeah, i've got all my snacks and items that could possibly help us along the way. let's go. He slings his duffel bag around his shoulder, thinking: "Man... i've got to find a way to make better friends with these people."

 

[historic]

Mavis nodded and raised her her hands above her head, breathing deeply to regain focus. It was a simple trick to expand the diaphragm and one she was taught early-on in track. Right now, when her breath was quickening with excitement and a fear, it was proving useful.


"I can't carry much cargo, so I'm going to need you to carry it," she turned and placed her backpack in his hands. She thought about the switch knife is its pocket and pulled it out. She still didn't entirely trust them. "We can start out walking as a warm-up, but don't get offended if I start getting ahead of you. I don't like being slow. We ready to start?"

 

[Spoodermanultra]

"Yeah." Scott thought about what could happen out on the road. "I've been carrying heavy things all my life, i'm a farmer. so, i'll be happy to carry stuff. I'll do the backbreaking work here, little lady." He was waiting for a response, ready to take insults for calling her little lady. he had a feeling in his gut, but he wasn't sure wether or not Mavis would. he put the backpack on and was expecting something heavier, but considering his farmer life, it wasn't too overwhelming.

 

[historic]

The 'little lady' comment made her crack a small smile, despite everything so far. "Hm. 'Little lady' is what my father used to call my mother on their good days. There's some happy memories. But," she paused, "if you call me that again, I can't guarantee that I won't ditch you."


She zipped up her sweater and tied her hair up into a bun, something she did when she was ready to begin a workout. But instead of sprinting across a racing course, she was preparing for a long trek back to their hometown. She winced when her hand brushed against her forehead, and she dreaded the possibility of a bruise forming, but didn't dwell on it. Without another word, she beckoned Scott to follow her.

 

[Spoodermanultra]

*follows*

 

[Datbrony]

(I'll let you guys Rp this out, I'm only needed for when I decide you've found something interesting)

 

[Spoodermanultra]

(Okay)

 

[historic]

Mavis, aware of the growing light, begins walking down the side of the road. Chewing her lip, she sticks her thumbs into her jacket pocket. Why were there explosions? What happened while he drove us here? Thoughts and ideas gnawing at her psyche, she started to lightly jog. Then it turned to sprinting down the strip near the street, heart thumping.


In her mind she's tracing the drive, following the bread crumb trail of familiar landmarks back to the city. She becomes so wrapped in thoughts she slips up, putting one foot out too quickly for the other to catch up and tumbles to the ground. Get a hold of yourself, she thinks as her growing anxiety begins to cloud her sight. Then she hears something.


It's like a knife cutting through the silent forests, a constant blaring like a slowed down fire alarm. The rhythms is like a staccato violin piece, a short low boom followed by higher beep. The pattern of increasing pitch kept on until it looped again. It was reminiscent of whale songs on the ocean, but it made Mavis start to tremble as she stood up again. What is it?! Why the alarms?! Was there a nuclear apocalypse?!


"Scott! Come over here!" Mavis cupped her hands around her mouth to amplify her voice. It shook more than she would've liked. "S-something's n-not right. Come listen to this."

 

[Spoodermanultra]

Scott ran over to Mavis wondering what the heck was going on- then he heard it. it sent a shiver down his spine, and being raised in the country until college, he thought it was a tornado siren. 


"Wait... tornado sirens? or is it something else? i know that noise is sirens, but what for?"


He had seen almost every movie that took place in the city, yet he knew not what this alarm was for.

 

[historic]

"I... I don't know," Mavis whimpered as she crept through the forest. "Those explosions earlier... do you think... maybe... an atomic bomb hit home? Was that what he was trying to tell us before the accident?" Impatiently, she weaved through the trees and navigated the undergrowth, looking for something. Anything. Her hand hovered over the switchblade in her pocket.


In the distance, tangled with the trees is a house. It's a cabin, one she'd guess that the family who owned it would move into during the winter. "I'm going to check that out... maybe they can help..."


The house was abandoned, the windows boarded up and through the gaps of the boards she could see everything had been left in a haste. "Dammit. They're gone."

 

[Spoodermanultra]

Scott started panicking. he looked down at his hands, realizing that Mavis was probably right. there may've been a nuke. "OHCRAPOHCRAPOHCRAPOHCRAP! WE'RE GOING TO DIE... At least we'll be able to stay alive a little bit longer, now that we've found shelter. let's just hope it isn't filled with radioactive mutants!" He was afraid beyond belief. he couldn't understand, he wouldn't understand. if a nuke hit home, everybody he knew was probably dead.

 

[Coco Adel]

Scott started panicking. he looked down at his hands, realizing that Mavis was probably right. there may've been a nuke. "OHCRAPOHCRAPOHCRAPOHCRAP! WE'RE GOING TO DIE... At least we'll be able to stay alive a little bit longer, now that we've found shelter. let's just hope it isn't filled with radioactive mutants!" He was afraid beyond belief. he couldn't understand, he wouldn't understand. if a nuke hit home, everybody he knew was probably dead.

Lithia sighed still with a headache from the crash and shook her head "Don't you know anything, mutants don't happen overnight...at least they don't in the movies, but...when did this happen? How does a nuclear war star and finish and no one notices until it's over? Shouldn't we have been warned?"

 

[historic]

Mavis furrowed her brow at Scott's breakdown and placed her hands on his shoulders. It was a little hard, being shorter than him by at least a head.


"Calm down, Scott. Breathe in, breathe out," she commanded. Unknowingly she followed her own advise, inhaling through her nose and exhaling through her mouth. "There is no use panicking now. We need to keep our heads on our shoulders. There will be a time for taking everything in, but we have to find cover. Now! We can make it through this, just don't panic!"


Mavis moved to the wall and placed her forehead against it, lost in deep thought. Lithia's voice broke the silence and Mavis shook her head at her words. "Nuclear wars take the element of surprise. Everyone in Hiroshima knew something was coming but they didn't know it was going to come from the sky. We were probably passed out for hours. Much could've happened."

 

[Spoodermanultra]

Scott, fully calmed down, looked back at the road. there was nothing there. "Thanks, Mavis. but still... we had no idea tension was even rising between the USA and whatever country it was that dropped that bomb. it was never on the news. for all i know, there was no recent enemies." Scott sat down, criss-crossed his legs, and simply thought to himself: what countries hated the USA and had access to nukes?