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| 22 Apr 2016 07:49 PM |
Your dream, standing in a pure white room. You're wearing a white jacket and track pants as well as white VANS. The only color non-white in the entire room is the bed frame, which is a deep gray color. The ground is split into tiles. Everything seems to be a light. Then you hear an explosion close to your room.
An explosion blows a hole in the western wall. You think... in that room, there was no telling east from west. Two men with Kalashkinovs rushed in, dressed in hoodies, kevlar vests, helmets, with olive bandanas. Outside, raging explosions and gunfire was rampant throughout the facility. One of the two men, with a hawk engraved into the front of his helmet beckoned you too him.
He handed you a Walther P-38 and a magazine. This is your first time holding a firearm of any sorts. The man says to you, after quickly shooting in a random direction, "Folge uns!". You can't translate this but when they start running, you follow behind them. You see pure white aside from blood splatters, dead bodies, and staff dressed in thick-plated white armor with full-face helmets as well as these random men laying on the floor.
Eventually they bring you to a dark part of the complex, and then they push you throw a fire escape to reveal the blistering sun, the deep red ocean in front of you, and a bunch of vehicles and men firing at the same guards. The guards are using beams of light which leaves large scorch marks on objects, while the men are using ballistic firearms.
You're rushed into an armored vehicle with tinted windows and a man shouting "Allahu Ackbar!" from the top of his lungs while firing from a turret mounted on top of the vehicle. You then experience this sharp pain in your left shoulder. The pain vibrates through your entire body and time slows down, You bat your eyelids a few times and then slam face-first into the metal inside of the vehicle.
When you wake up, you're in a dimly-lit ward. At least five hundred people are laying down on cots and there are women and children surrounding them. Men and women alike are rushing around with large red Greek cross on their backs, sides or headgear tending to the people in the cots.
You rub your wrist and notice an IV needle injected under your skin. You look to the left and see an IV stand looming over you. You try to twist your head further to the head but you feel a sharp pain in your shoulder. You move your eyes down and see that your chest has been stripped bare.
A large, grotesque, burn mark tarnishes your smooth skin. Bubbles full of puss surround the outside. Your skin is deep red. You move forward and set to the side on your cot. You look around. You can't recollect anything from your life before that moment when two men burst through a gaping hole in your wall and handed you the pistol.
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| 22 Apr 2016 08:54 PM |
| C'mon boys and girls. I see you guys look at it, but don't post on it! |
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| 22 Apr 2016 09:27 PM |
| You guys are going to make me cry. D: |
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| 22 Apr 2016 09:31 PM |
| Make an old, dying man happy and make a character sheet. |
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