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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2014 23:03:24 GMT
oh god that was horrid!absolutely horrid!i couldn't stand reading this piece of shit and confuse it with an erotic fanfic of potatos and shit,and that fanfic sounds better than this!-∞ out of 10 *insert sarcasm here* dont be mad i was joking biobro!you know i dont hate your storys!
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Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Jan 2, 2014 23:08:27 GMT
I know you are like this all the time, but what the fuck man?
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2014 23:10:18 GMT
I know you are like this all the time, but what the fuck man? don't take it literal i was just jackin you off-i mean messin with ya
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Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Jan 2, 2014 23:16:03 GMT
Okay, please try, and I do mean try, to not do that in the future when talking about fan fics.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2014 23:26:05 GMT
Okay, please try, and I do mean try, to not do that in the future when talking about fan fics. just trash talk one of my stories and we'll be even...and i'll give you the infamous slow clap *clap*....*clap*....*clap*....*clap*
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Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Jan 4, 2014 19:44:39 GMT
A Long Workday Chill and I slowly climbed down the ladder, neither of us really wanted to step into the office of one Colonel Robert Shaw. You either end up in his office because you fucked up, or because you did really good, and since we had not done anything heroic lately, it had to be the former.
When we reached the door to the office, Chill just wanted it to be over, it was tense to say the least. I went first, the man himself was sitting there, waiting for us, his cup of coffee still smoking. “Ah, Kyle and Tyler, how nice of you to come early for once. Take a seat, you could be here a while.”
I thought to myself, “Oh shit, what did he find out about us now? It could have been that time we stole some canned soup from the mess hall, they were pissed when it went missing. It could also have been that time Chill and I left our post and some bandit took some pot shots at the gate.
“As you know, our food supply is dwindling, I say in another month or two and we won’t have enough for everyone. Our garden is doing poorly, we need other alternatives so we can survive. Now I sent you two to Spencer’s Mill, it is the closest town, and even that is still several miles. I read Eldridge’s report, no food at all, I don’t suppose those 100 hundred days in Savannah taught you how to find food?” I spoke up first, “Not much, we really were not the ones getting the food most of the time.”
“Perfect, well I guess we have to start searching major cities, places that we know has not been picked clean. The closest major city is Atlanta, but from everything I heard, from the news reports a year ago to my own men, that place is not an option.”
“What do you expect us to do?”
“I expect you two to figure out something, you two are smarter than you think you are. Well you two better start thinking of something, we have made it a full year, and I intend to see this hellish nightmare end. You’re free to go, get back to your post at once!”
“Yes sir, we will do our best sir!” We both slowly started to walk out, I was happy that all he had asked of us was to find a new food source, not something we had done wrong.
Just as I opened the door, Shaw spoke up, “Oh I almost forgot, your shift is going to last until 6:00 PM, never steal from the mess hall again you hear?!”
“Son of a bitch! I told you he would find out Chill!”
“It was your idea not mine, you’re the one who loves fucking soup!”
We got back to our post soon enough, we were unhappy to say the least, stuck until 6? Shit, this day is never going to end!” We stood there, doing absolutely nothing for hours, the only thing that kept us going was just the thought of going to sleep, it was that bad.
“Hey Chill, did you ever think Elizabeth was pretty?”
“You’re kidding right? Permission to shoot me if I ever said no, she was fucking beautiful, 10 out of 10 pure and simple.”
“Okay, then why did you never try anything? You rarely ever talked to her, can’t talk to woman?”
“Fuck you, no, I never said anything to her because of her dad. Sure he was nice to us, but you saw firsthand what he can be like when it comes to family, he was really protective of her, I was afraid that if I tried anything he would crush my head like a walnut with his Skyhook.”
“Good point, I thought she was pretty, but I have a girlfriend, so I never really thought of her as anything more than a friend.”
“HAD, a girlfriend you mean.”
“Chill, your such a grammar Nazi some days you know?”
“Yeah I know, it was what I do best, people always told me that was my best trait, pissing someone off.”
“No shit, I should know better than anyone. You did not answer the question, if you could, what you ever have tried to, you know, date Elizabeth?”
“Nah, even if good old DeWitt was okay with it, she is both way too old for me, and not my type.”
“In other words, you just admitted you can’t talk to woman, hence why you never had a girlfriend.”
“Shut up, I just never found a girl that was right.”
“Yeah, I bet that is the case. God this day just won’t end, I would kill for just a minute of rest.”
“Same here, you know what? I say sleep, I’ll wake you if anything shows up alright?”
“Hell yeah, that would be just swell.”
“Well you have had my back at every turn, what type of friend would I be, if I was not here for you know?”
“You still remember that speech Kenny said?”
“Yep, how could I forget.”
I put my rifle down on the table, sat back, and like that, I was resting, it felt great after staying up for so long. Time went by pretty damn fast, it had been three fucking hours since I had just rested my eyes, I would have slept even longer if Chill had not waked me up.
“Tie, wake up man! We got something, GET UP!”
“What, what do you want?” I looked up at the sky, it was much later, four or five o’clock, all was quiet, you could almost hear the birds singing in the valley. That blissful silence was soon broken by the distinctive sound of a gunshot.
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Post by Teacakes on Jan 4, 2014 21:57:41 GMT
Hey Bio, you put this on fanfiction.net as a crossover yet? You know the season 1 and season 2 fic? You should you know.
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Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Jan 4, 2014 22:21:43 GMT
I am thinking of doing that, but beyond a few characters it's not really a crossover, not sure what to call it.
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Post by Teacakes on Jan 4, 2014 22:27:25 GMT
I would say it's a crossover.
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Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Jan 4, 2014 22:32:46 GMT
Well not in the traditional sense, but I see what you mean.
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Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Jan 5, 2014 21:55:49 GMT
Strangers in the Night I quickly went from being half awake to looking over the wall, my gun armed and ready. Chill had fired his rifle off at something, wither it had hit its mark or not I could not tell.
Chill yelled “That’s far enough, back the fuck off our land!”
“Whoa, cool your jets man, I was just checking if this place was still active.” The man quickly threw his handgun to the ground, Chill yelled to him, “Well you clearly just got the answer, now get out of here, we don’t need you!”
The man was wearing an officer’s hat, an overcoat, and was holding a radio.
I yelled, “Who the hell are you?”
“My name is unimportant, I work for a settlement some distance away, I was just going to search this place for supplies.”
“Well we are not a charity, go search some place, we are low on food as it is!”
The man started to talk into his radio, I could not hear anything that he said. He yelled back to us, “You need food? We got plenty of food where we live, we could trade, if you got something we want.”
“What in the hell do you want from us?”
“We need an expert that is good at fixing things, mostly mechanical parts that have not worked in years.”
“I don’t know, Tie, you go tell Shaw, I will keep my eye on this guy.”
“Alright, don’t let him out of your sight, and if he tries anything, shoot him.”
“Oh don’t worry, I am not going anywhere let me tell you.”
I quickly slid down the ladder, I heard on the loud speakers, “Where the fuck did that gunshot come from! Kyle and Tyler, report to CIC immediately!”
“That’s it, I am so kicking Mile’s ass when this is done.”
I kicked open the door to Shaw’s office, he got up and said, “What the hell is going on?”
“You said you wanted to get food for the group? Well this man showed up at the gates looking for supplies, he said if we fix something at their settlement, then they will give us there surplus of food.”
“I don’t know, we have been isolated from the rest of the world for a year and we have done good, trusting people is always a risk.”
“I know, but I fail to see any alternative outside of looting all the major cities, and that will likely get some killed, so I say do it.”
“You’re right, we have no other choice, let him in, I hope to god this does not backfire.”
I quickly ran out of Shaw’s officer and back to the guard tower, Chill was still watching the man, his rifle aimed squarely at his head.
“Chill, the Colonel said to let him in.”
“I was just starting to have fun, shame, should I be the one to tell him or should you?”
“I will. HEY YOU, I am going to quote a famous line from William Shakespeare, what I am about to say is what we are going to do with you.”
“Well what line? I’m a fan of Shakespeare, tell me!”
“In the words of William Shakespeare, fuck it!”
“Fuck it? What the hell does that mean for me?”
“It means you’re getting in!”
“Alright, you won’t regret this, trust me.”
“You better be telling the truth, you won’t survive if you aren’t."
We both climbed down the ladder, Chill opened the gate and the man walked in, his gun was still in the snow.
Chill spoke first, “How the hell did you get here with only a handgun? How are you not walker bait?”
“Well, the freak sacks are pretty dumb, and I travel light because it’s all I need.”
“Freak sacks, huh, I remember someone that used to say that shit. Anyway, our leader will be here in a moment, he will hash out the terms.”
“Seems fair, I like hash.”
“Oh I’m sure you do.”
Sure enough Shaw walked into the square, beside him was Fairburne’s and Eldridge, both holding their weapons.
Shaw spoke up, “My name is Colonel Robert Shaw, the highest ranking member of the United States Army, or what’s left of it anyway. We are running extremely low on food, we are desperate enough to trade with humans, don’t fuck with us, we still have access to military hardware and some of the best trained soldiers in the world.”
“Don’t worry, I can clearly see that you should not be treaded on.”
“Your damn right, okay to make sure the trip goes smoothly, I am assigning one of the Humvees from the shop, along with Chill and Tyler, I am sending Lieutenant Karl Fairburne, Sargent Eric Eldridge, and freelance journalist Miles Upshur. Eldridge go get Upshur, you’ll find him in the speaker station.”
The man spoke up, “Well it looks like this road trip is almost ready, trust me you’re going to love this settlement, its safe as can be. Just let me radio in that we are coming.”
The man turned his radio on, and told it, “Mount Olympus, I found some people that might be able to fix our mechanical problems, please standby.” I faintly heard on the other end of the radio, “Rodger that, we need these systems working ASAP.”
“Don’t worry, they will be here sometime tomorrow or the day after that, Poseidon signing off.”
I asked him, “You use Greek names as a call sign? Is that really necessary with the world being in ruins?”
“It’s just a precaution, you can never be too careful you know?”
“Yeah, right.”
One minute later, Eldridge walked out into the square with Upshur, he walked up to me and asked, “So, we ready for this shit or what?”
“In just a moment, there a few things I got to do.”
Before he could say a word I hit him squarely in the face, he fell back and onto the ground, mostly in shock.
“What the fuck was that for?”
“Pay back for all those hours of sleep you stole from me!
Now get up, your fine.”
I put out my hand and pulled him up, he was not a man known to hold grudges.
Chill quickly told me, “Hey, I need to go get something that will help with the trip, BRB Tie.” He ran off into the barracks, I would have stayed if I had not had one last thing to do. I walked in the opposite direction, into a small courtyard full of marble. I picked up a still growing rose, and slowly walked to one of the stones that rested silently on the ground.
I kneeled down, placed the flower, and softly spoke to it like a person. “I’m going now, I will be back in a couple of days, it’s too bad you can’t come with us, I’m sure you of all people would love it. Goodbye, I won’t forget you anytime soon, Melina.”
I quickly walked back to the group, they were still standing there, waiting for us. Chill bolted out of the barracks, holding something that very dear to him.
“Well I’m ready to get started, are you?”
The man asked, “Why did you make such a fuss out of a shotgun?”
“That’s where you’re wrong, this is not a shotgun, this little old girl is Isabella, my favorite gun.”
“You named your gun? Okay, nothing wrong with that I guess.”
I assured the man, “Trust me, he is totally sane, he was always kind of an odd guy before all this.”
Chill turned and looked at the fine land behemoth that would drive us to this fabled promise land, he said, “Oh boy, we get to finally use the Funvee!”
“Really Chill? You could not go a minute without making a comic book reference?”
“Shut up, I helped fix the old girl up, she is better than the average Humvee, now let’s rock and roll!”
We all got into the vehicle, it was larger and roomier then a normal Humvee, Chill was right. Fairburne was the driver, Eldridge got shotgun, and the rest of us were in the back. The gate slowly opened, and the engine roared mighty like a lion, and we were off, off to find this ‘Wonderful Land of Oz.’
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Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Jan 6, 2014 21:05:09 GMT
Cross Country Road trip It took roughly a minute for Benning to disappear in the fog and tree lines. The moment we hit the main road, the Funvee stopped for no apparent reason, Fairburne’s turned around and looked at our guest of honor.
“Alright, before we go any further, who are you?”
“My name is not important, my occupation is all that matters, come on we got a deadline to reach, GO!”
Without warning Fairburne pulled out his rifle and pointed it at the man, “You know I don’t give a fuck about your safety, you’re just a means to an end for us. Speak up boy, your life is on the line, what is your name? Who do you work for?”
“My name is Robert Faulkner, I am a high ranking member of a major community in Georgia.”
“See, was that so hard? Was that worth almost losing your head over? Now, what is the name of this community?”
“I told you already, it’s called Mount Olympus, its name does not matter, all that matters is what we got!”
“Alright, glad we could get that sorted out, I always have a problem trusting people that won’t tell me there names, makes me thing they are someone noteworthy for the wrong reasons.”
“Yeah well I ain’t a Lee Everett, now please, start the car already.”
“Okay, just so were are clear, no fucking around, I will put you down if you do anything, these people here are family, and if you mess with them, your fucking with my family, and that is reason enough to kill you.” Eldridge looked over at Fairburne’s and said, “You know that is really unnecessary right? Forget about my friend, you seem nice enough. So… Faulkner, what did you do before all this?”
“I used to be a ship captain, running cargo from New York to Savannah, and everywhere else in between. It was fun while it lasted, paid well enough, I sure as hell would go back to it if I could. This might seem like an odd question, but why did this guy call this Humvee the Funvee?”
Chill’s eyes lit up like a Christmas tree, “Glad you asked, when I was fixing this thing, I got a CD player to work. Hell I would play something if I was in the mood.”
Eldridge asked Chill, “So, what do we have for selection?”
“Let me check, I got them all stashed in this hand rest. I got, old music, old music, more old music, and wouldn’t you know it, more old music!”
“Hey I like old music, what type of old music? Because I love classics, they beat most modern day music.”
“You take that back Eldridge, well for old music I got Beatles, Paul Simon, Pink Floyd, I got a lot of shit here.”
“Paul Simon is pretty good, is it just him?”
“Yep, I for one would throw this shit out the window if I ever found a Metallica album, or Avenged Sevenfold, that now is some shit. So, how long is this going to be Faulkner?”
“Quite some time, I’ll bite, anyone got any good stories?”
I spoke first, “Not really that much, mostly just surviving and people dying, standard shit really. Before all this, not much either, me and my friend went to school, the end.”
“Really? Come on you people have to have something worth sharing, the alternative is sitting here doing nothing for some time.”
Upshur was the only person to raise his hand, “I guess I got a fairly interesting story. It’s just one of the many stories’ that made me noteworthy in the journalistic world.”
Eldridge corrected him, “You mean the only story that made you noteworthy?”
“Well it does not really matter how noteworthy I once was anymore, but Mr. Faulkner deserves to know.”
“Sure, why not, go right on ahead Upshur.”
“So as I was saying, my name is Miles Upshur, you might have heard of me if you read the news. I was the guy who got an entire corporation shutdown, quite a feat indeed. This corporation, of which its name escapes me, was running insane asylums as testing grounds for scientific research, without any care for its patrons. I got the tip from someone from the inside, told me to head to this one specific asylum, and release all this information. I did that just that, but it took a heavy toll on me, I got inside, but found everything was out of control. The employees were all dead, and the patrons were running amuck, doing what they pleased. I got beat to hell by this people, pushed down stairs, got glass shards in me, badly burned, and worst of all, this.”
Upshur held out his hand, several fingers were clearly missing. “Yeah, one of those fucker’s grabbed hold of me, and tore off several of my fingers with these huge ass scissors. Let me tell you, I made sure that one guy did not live that much longer, that place almost robbed me of my sanity. But after going through hell and back, I got out, I published my findings, and that corporation was dust by the time the dead came.”
“Alright, that is a nice little story, this guy knows what I am talking about. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I like listing to these story’s, I always like learning more about the people I have to work with.”
Chill asked Fairburne, “Hey, is the tank filled? Because I don’t remember filling it.”
“Fucking hell, no its not filled, fuck we got to find a gas station and pray that it has some gas left. Fucking Masaki, he can fix up a car in no time, but checking for gas, noo, he can’t do that!”
Eldridge got up and checked the collection of CDs, he grabbed one and put it in, the CD started to work, I was a little surprised that it even did.
“Huh, Chill I guess you are pretty damn good at getting CD players to work.”
“Yes I am, just too bad we don’t have any better music. Hey what band is that anyway?”
“The Who, I loved the Who, just sit back and relax as my friend here finds a gas station.”
“Turn that shit off man, it sucks ass!”
“Sorry Kyle, I’m a Sargent, you’re a private, so I out rank you, besides you wouldn’t know what good music sounds like if it hit you in the face.”
Chill stopped complaining soon after, he figured Eldridge had won this round.
Upshur grabbed a random CD out of the pile, “Jesus do you realize what you got here Chill?”
“Yes, a lot of old bands, what about it?”
“You got the fucking Pink Floyds greatest hits! Put this shit on man, I loved this music growing up.”
“Alright, I hope it’s better than Eldridge’s The Who.”
So Chill turned off the music, much to Eldridge’s dismay, and put in some Pink Floyd. It was not bad, I guess I liked it, which is somewhat surprising to me. Hell I remember vividly at a point, Chill started to sing along to the song, man that CD just kept the good times rolling.
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Post by Teacakes on Jan 7, 2014 18:25:21 GMT
Your paragraphs got a bit messed up in this chapter Bio. Other than that, good job.
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Post by Bioshock Infinite WD on Jan 7, 2014 18:35:45 GMT
Really? Okay, tell me which part and I will fix it.
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Post by Teacakes on Jan 7, 2014 18:39:24 GMT
You can't see the messed up paragraphs?
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