raichu97
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| 31 May 2014 04:07 PM |
The conflict in Ukraine and Russia grew out of control, USA decided to become involved, and a third world war broke out. Only this time, they were reckless.
Much of Earth's landmass has been blown out into the atmosphere, creating a thick layer of dust, blocking sunlight from coming through. The sea has frozen over, almost all living organisms are dead. However, there are pockets of civilizations scattered across the limited land, ranging from small communities to city sized utopias.
You and a group of survivors emerge from your bomb shelter, exposing yourselves to the new world before you.
carry on from here guys. |
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| 31 May 2014 04:09 PM |
"War. War never changes." I remark, looking out over the wastes. The sun gets in my eyes, and I put on a pair of sunglasses I picked up. Unfortunately, they are smashed, I get stabbed in the eye, and fall off of the cliff in front of the shelter.
*DEAD*
(i'm serious) |
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raichu97
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| 31 May 2014 04:12 PM |
RIP slack. He mistakingly put on a pair on broken sunglasses, and falls off of a cliff behind him. God knows why he did it, the sun was blocked out by the large clouds of dust above him. A member of the group decides to become the new leader.
god damn it dont kill yourself this time. |
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| 31 May 2014 04:13 PM |
(oh fine)
Carefully descend down the cliff.
(andslipanddieahahahahanojk) |
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| 31 May 2014 04:13 PM |
| "Why did this happen," I say, before falling off a cliff because I was watching the group. |
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| 31 May 2014 04:14 PM |
ok. A large gust of wind pushes the rest of your group off the cliff. You all scream and flail, but it turns out the gust of wind mutated you all into over powered super saiyans and you can never die ever. the end |
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| 31 May 2014 04:17 PM |
[100 YEARS LATER]
Debris shifts around the destroyed building. Rocks and dust land on the bodies surrounding the man in the tattered jumpsuit. "I never asked for this." he says. picking up a pair of broken sunglasses. |
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