Fantasy Apocalypse: Not your typical 'zombie'

[Sea Jelly]

(il be gone for a bit)

 

[AndroidEighteen]

(K, probably me too)

 

[Blomst]

+ok)

 

[Blomst]

(If I stop replying, it means my phone is dead.)

 

[Hazeron]

Max shouts out again. "Are you guys still here!?"

 

[Blomst]

(My phones nearly dead.)

 

[Supabad.45]

* He unbounds his wrists and gasps in slight pain. He rubs the tender area and looks around his surroundings. Desperately looking for his weapons and items.*

 

[Hazeron]

* He unbounds his wrists and gasps in slight pain. He rubs the tender area and looks around his surroundings. Desperately looking for his weapons and items.*

All of his stuff was left on the ground next to the bed he was on, with the added addition of a note on top. It read "Gone out to find guys who knocked 'ya out. Exit is trapped, so don't try leaving.


-Max"

 

[Supabad.45]

*He discovers the note and scoffs in disgust. Realizing his stuff were nearby, he forced himself to his feet and held a stance in an awful daze. He poked around his bag for a half empty bottle of whiskey and some crackers. Stumbling back to the bed, he rested against the wall, swishing whiskey over the gash on his head. Following a large gulp he began snacking*

 

[Hazeron]

Sighing, Max walks back to his base. Alistar hears the sound of the door unlocking, before it opens and Max walks in. "I see you're up. Why did those people attack 'ya?"

 

[Supabad.45]

*Jumps slightly and makes a irritated gasp*


"Shit, don't sneak up on me like that... I --"


*Stops and sips whiskey once more and makes gestures with his hands. Wincing as he swallows the bitter sins.


"Got stuck in a sticky situation... ya know, like, cornered off with strangers? I took the girl against her will as my shield -- They didn't like that. Annnnd..."


*Drops hands*


"Yeah.."

 

[Hazeron]

*Jumps slightly and makes a irritated gasp*
"Shit, don't sneak up on me like that... I --"


*Stops and sips whiskey once more and makes gestures with his hands. Wincing as he swallows the bitter sins.


"Got stuck in a sticky situation... ya know, like, cornered off with strangers? I took the girl against her will as my shield -- They didn't like that. Annnnd..."


*Drops hands*


"Yeah.."

Max is silent for a moment. "...So you took a person as a hostage?"He visibly seems to be getting angry.

 

[Supabad.45]

*Drops the bottle on desk and hops up, looking slightly irritated*


"And i suppose i should let Robin Hood aim his bow at my heart?"


*Clears throat and cocks his head. He pulls his knitted cap back over his head and covers the gash.*


"Where's my fucking weapons anyway?" *Looks around*

 

[Hazeron]

*Drops the bottle on desk and hops up, looking slightly irritated*
"And i suppose i should let Robin Hood aim his bow at my heart?"


*Clears throat and cocks his head. He pulls his knitted cap back over his head and covers the gash.*


"Where's my fucking weapons anyway?" *Looks around*

"It should be with your stuff. I made sure to grab your rifle." Max looks around, and says "Ah Ha!" He points under the bed, where his rifle had accidentally been kicked under as Max left. "Why were they attacking anyways?"

 

[Supabad.45]

*Grabs the lever action shotgun (One-handed) and the m1911 (Pistol) and puts them in their holsters. He sighs heavily and lets his head fall backwards. Reaching in his coat, he grabs a Cigar and stick it in his lip*


"Thanks..."


*Flicks a match at the tip of the cigar and lets out a cloud of smoke.*


"Well, walked in the bookstore for some entertainment and a small break, walked in the other room, there i was. Aimed at with a bow and fucking arrow and a shotgun. Screw that, i'm smarter then to be killed by some little survivalists."

 

[Hazeron]

*Grabs the lever action shotgun (One-handed) and the m1911 (Pistol) and puts them in their holsters. He sighs heavily and lets his head fall backwards. Reaching in his coat, he grabs a Cigar and stick it in his lip*
"Thanks..."


*Flicks a match at the tip of the cigar and lets out a cloud of smoke.*


"Well, walked in the bookstore for some entertainment and a small break, walked in the other room, there i was. Aimed at with a bow and fucking arrow and a shotgun. Screw that, i'm smarter then to be killed by some little survivalists."

"Survivalists? I hate those people....Never try to build, or make a change. They just keep going forward into the future, surviving as long as they can on what's left of humanity." He sighs, and then says "What now?"

 

[Supabad.45]

*Puffs the cigar again and stands up. Observes the little set up we have and rests his fist on his chin. In a deep train of thought, he sighs and suggests*


"Well, either we kill those assholes, or we continue setting up a haven for more survivors.... get supplies."

 

[Hazeron]

*Puffs the cigar again and stands up. Observes the little set up we have and rests his fist on his chin. In a deep train of thought, he sighs and suggests*
"Well, either we kill those assholes, or we continue setting up a haven for more survivors.... get supplies."

"We ain't killing them unless they fuck with us. Some of them are just kids. Hell, they got a fifteen year old fighting with them. I thought the end of the world would have gotten rid of child soldiers, not exacerbate the problem..." He sighs, and then sits down on a chair. "We can go through the apartments. See if anybody kept food stashed. Most of the bigger stores would have already been hit like a decade ago, so we should save those for last. We can get tons of materials from the other warehouses here; I've only checked like one and there was enough stuff in there to build this place with plenty left over. Not sure about manufacturing, though; we could set up little workshops in the warehouses. Space won't be an issue."

 

[Blomst]

(I've returned.)

 

[Supabad.45]

*Nods head in agreement*


"Alright, let's do this."

 

[Sea Jelly]

(i was going to mention I was back when i got home to my computer)

 

[Blomst]

(Yea, I just got home and I charged my phone.)

 

[Hazeron]

*Nods head in agreement*
"Alright, let's do this."

"Alright; If you need more 12 guage, I think I have some left over; check the reloading area. I'm 'gonna go get some bags ready. I think we should hit the apartments first. If we find enough supplies, we could also hit the warehouses for some spare shelving." Max grabbed two backpacks, and a dufflebag. He tossed on of the packs to Alistar. "I'l take a 'pack and a 'sack. Should help with my tendency to take anything not nailed down..."

 

[Supabad.45]

*Catches the bag and slings it over shoulder*


"I got rounds, don't worry. I need to grab some medical supplies too. You haven't a clue how much you need that shit... we could also use things to create emergency exits and what not."

 

[Hazeron]

*Catches the bag and slings it over shoulder*
"I got rounds, don't worry. I need to grab some medical supplies too. You haven't a clue how much you need that shit... we could also use things to create emergency exits and what not."

"I don't have much in the way of medical supplies. People probably stocked up on that too before everything went to hell, so we may be alright in that. If not, we can just use rags and alcohol to fix that cut on your head." Max walks to the door and unlocks it "Follow my lead exactly if you value your legs." He steps out, and waits for Alistar to come out as well.