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Post by Shepard on Sept 28, 2014 23:20:26 GMT
I absolutely love this! Please continue, I MUST know what happens next! Well TinyCarlos left the forum for the time being.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 28, 2014 23:21:49 GMT
I absolutely love this! Please continue, I MUST know what happens next! Well TinyCarlos left the forum for the time being. Go beat him up until he returns to finish this, please.
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Post by IDEK on Oct 10, 2014 21:09:19 GMT
-then, during a date in a other month,
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Post by Deleted on Nov 8, 2014 1:35:36 GMT
Well, i'l continue this soon
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 0:10:34 GMT
From playing NMRIH it gave me plotlines for this story which I will use. Gonna start on the next chapter tonight
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 0:46:29 GMT
TINYCARLOS PRESENTS IN ASSOCIATION WITH OTHERTWDFORUM
FORUMS USERS IN THE WALKING DEAD
EPISODE ONE: SITTING GRAVES
CHAPTER 4
DAY 16 OF THE APOCALYPSE ABOUT 2PM
The group had been staying at Deadwaste's place for about two whole weeks. Time passed by, the world was still shitty as hell. Deadwaste had talked to the group, saying that they were going to run out of food. Deadwaste had said that cannibalism was always an option. Nobody knew if he was serious or not. They figured he was and went about their days. Carlos and Shepard were assigned to watch duty. They kept watch for the past six days. Last week it was Brotato and Harp. They were doing supply runs. They only went twice a week, and this was the time for another run.
In the forest, Harp and Brotato stop.
"Dude, you need to get rid of your attire. Looks ridiculous." Harp comments.
"At least I don't look like a naked chimpanzee." Brotato snorts.
"Naked chimpanzee? Chimpanzee's don't wear clothes... so putting the word naked in there makes no sense at all... keep trying, buddy." Harp rolled his eyes. Brotato was a weirdo, he thought the same of Deadwaste. He didn't really like anybody in the group except for TKA. He was a pretty cool kid who wasn't a stupid asshole. The two of them reached a sign that said 'Porter Road, 16 yards.'
"This is like the fifth sign we've seen. Why do they need to add a road sign every 5 yards?" Harp questioned. Brotato shrugged, the two of them kept walking. The only thing running through Harp's mind is why he had to go on supply runs with BROTATO. Out of all people, Brotato. He'd rather take that shitbag Carlos then Brotato.
"You ever been to Wisconsin?"
"No."
"Oh yeah, that's obvious. Cause you don't lift. The lifters have been to Wisconsin."
"'The lifters'?" Harp scoffs. "...Right. Can't believe I worked for you for six years. What the hell was I thinking?"
"Dude, what is your problem? Are you just jealous I'm a badass and you're not?"
"COULD YOU FUCKING IDIOTS KEEP IT DOWN!? FOR FUCKS SAKE!" A stranger called. Harp cocked his pistol, aiming at the man that was standing on a roof of a house.
"Come down! Or else!"
"Or else, what? I'm trying to sleep and I got to hear your incoherent argument. I don't like listening to shit like that, kay?"
"Who the hell are you? What do you want?" Harp questioned.
"I just told you, dumbass. I'm telling you to SHUT THE FUCK UP. Get that through your thick fucking skull." The man growled.
"You wanna fucking box me?" Brotato growled. Harp sighed heavily, resting his hand on his forehead.
"WANT SOME FUQ?"
"Want some WHAT? You want a FAQ? About what? How much of a badass I am." Brotato sighs. Harp mumbles, "Fuck this." And shoots himself in the head.
Really? You think he really shot himself? Think again.
"What the hell is going on out here!?" Another man questions. "DF what the hell are you doing on the roof. Who are you people?"
"I'm Harp. This is Brotato. Can we have a civil conversation that doesn't involve dick measuring?"
"That depends." The second man mutters. "Get down from the roof, boy. The roof's rotting and fulla holes, didn't I teach you nothing, son?"
"Sorry Rock." DF apologizes.
"What does 'DF' stand for?" Harp asked.
"Probably Dumb Fucker." Brotato comments. DF steps forward, clencing his fists. Rock pulls him back, "Enough. His name is Dark Fox, and you'll teach him with respect or else we're not going to give you supplies. That's what you're here for, correct?"
"Yeah. Didn't expect to run into anybody." Harp nods.
"Okay. Come inside." Rock nods, walking inside the house. Dark Fox climbs down the ladder, and Harp and Brotato come inside the house. Rock opens a cabinet and grabs a few bags of food, some water bottles - stuffing them into a bag.
"You can get these supplies... on one condition..." Rock offers. Harp shrugs, "What is it?" Rock exchanges looks with Dark Fox, which causes him to laugh.
"You can't be serious." Dark Fox mumbles.
"I am. There is no way we're getting the job done by the two of us. Four of us... we have a good chance."
"What the hell is the condition? I don't have time to sit and lollygag." Brotato says, impatiently.
"We've been wanting to break into Junction City. It's about ten miles from here. It's supposedly got rescue. There's hard proof there WILL be rescue. And there's also a deadline. There's a military truck waiting there and it's going to depart in four days time. And once that car leaves... and if we're not on it... we'll be dead. They're dropping napalm all around California. San Rafael is going to be a wasteland in four days. If you don't want to do it... you're practically committing suicide."
"How long have you known about this?" Harp asked.
"Two weeks. Military's been stationed there for two weeks."
"It shouldn't matter if there's only two of you, when your life is on the life... it doesn't matter." Harp tells them.
"Whatever, Hoss. You didn't see how many of them there we. You don't understand." Dark Fox weighed in. Harp sighed, "What makes you think we have better odds? Just four? How is that an improvement from two?"
"Well, we don't really have a choice anymore.. I'm sure as hell not dying in this damn city. Junction City is our only hope of surviving this apocalypse." Rock told him.
"So are you in or out?"
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Post by wakemeup on Nov 16, 2014 0:55:06 GMT
Wow, I'm a douche. And I'm gonna die soon anyway, the junction is fucked up.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 0:56:02 GMT
Wow, I'm a douche. And I'm gonna die soon anyway, the junction is fucked up. Nah. It's just your so full of yourself
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Post by wakemeup on Nov 16, 2014 0:57:10 GMT
Wow, I'm a douche. And I'm gonna die soon anyway, the junction is fucked up. Nah. It's just your so full of yourself Yeah, that doesn't help me with making friends. I'm probably gonna die because of this.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 1:00:15 GMT
We're all seemingly assholes in this story. Plus, I did the "fuck this" thing... Which was just weird.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 1:03:59 GMT
We're all seemingly assholes in this story. Plus, I did the "fuck this" thing... Which was just weird. Twas a joke and you weren't really being an asshole XD
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 1:06:07 GMT
We're all seemingly assholes in this story. Plus, I did the "fuck this" thing... Which was just weird. Twas a joke and you weren't really being an asshole XD I know, but things like, "Dude, you need to get rid of your attire. Looks ridiculous." That kinda makes me look stuck up, and just weird. Especially considering how anal I am about my word choice. I like my sentences to sound nice.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 1:07:28 GMT
Twas a joke and you weren't really being an asshole XD I know, but things like, "Dude, you need to get rid of your attire. Looks ridiculous." That kinda makes me look stuck up, and just weird. Especially considering how anal I am about my word choice. I like my sentences to sound nice. Well yeah I guess. Brotato was wearing a taekwondo outfit so there is that
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Post by Deleted on Nov 16, 2014 1:56:32 GMT
I know, but things like, "Dude, you need to get rid of your attire. Looks ridiculous." That kinda makes me look stuck up, and just weird. Especially considering how anal I am about my word choice. I like my sentences to sound nice. Well yeah I guess. Brotato was wearing a taekwondo outfit so there is that I'd say, "That's fucking sweet."
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Post by IDEK on Nov 16, 2014 9:19:47 GMT
this is just here to put this in my participated,
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