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| 27 Apr 2016 06:24 PM |
Jack, Jack Jack.
What a pleasant surprise. You were at the police station when a private detective came to you. You were commissioned to search him, and the only evidence in the case folder was a report that the man was last seen driving out of the city. Damn. And his name was Alex Smith. You thought it was gonna be hard.
You began driving across the country for the missing person. This was gonna be repetitive, you thought to yourself. But you suddenly started to fall asleep. Perhaps you thought if only you had gotten more sleep... And the rest? ...Well, you know what happened after that.
*CRASH!*
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You groan, awakening in your squad car, now wrecked. It had crashed right into one of the buildings of...a city? |
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| 27 Apr 2016 06:25 PM |
| (replace "a city" with "an unfamiliar city") |
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| 27 Apr 2016 06:36 PM |
The Detective angrily groaned when he came to, and looked outside his window. Where the hell did he end up in? And how the hell did he fall asleep? Maybe he should've gotten some coffee along the drive. Oops. Looks like he'd have to pay for the cursed car.
"God damn it..." He muttered, before opening his glovebox and beginning to gather his stuff. Looks like he'd have to be taking a hike. As he did so, he glanced outside, beginning to take in his surroundings. Maybe the map inside his car will help him regain his bearings? |
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| 27 Apr 2016 06:40 PM |
| You ended up on the streets of what must be the new city. You also notice a welcome sign a distance far from you. |
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| 27 Apr 2016 06:41 PM |
| (Also, the map only covers the whole country, but not this city.) |
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| 27 Apr 2016 06:48 PM |
(RIP Vincent. He doesn't know though, so...) He quickly gathered his stuff, and kicked open the driver's door with his foot as he did so. He got out of the car and lay his items on the roof for him to see. His trusty Colt M1911, which he had a personal liking towards. It had saved his hide three times before, all three when he had been shot in the line of duty. He had brought ten full magazines with him, just in case he REALLY had to go against some baddies whom he couldn't bribe with money. A compass, which was extremely rusty. He had gotten it from a flea shop, but it would do the job when needed. He could care less for the old tool, though. A can of Spam- wait, WHAT? Why is there a can of SPAM in his car? Oh well, not like it's going to kill him in some way. He'll bring it just in case. ...And finally, most importantly, his map. He quickly unfolded it over the roof, trying to use it to find out where he was. This could be his saving grace, if this place was marked on the map... |
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| 27 Apr 2016 07:06 PM |
Jack angrily let out a groan. "Who the hell invented this crap?" He griped, then began packing up his stuff into his jacket pocket. Man, he should probably get a backpack so he doesn't have to lug it all around in his various pockets. Oh well. Maybe he should do that now? He turned to the street, and began walking on the sidewalk, not minding his ruined car. He'd have it towed later, hopefully. Meantime, he should find a place to stay... Or to eat. Or to buy a backpack. Something, anything. |
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| 27 Apr 2016 07:08 PM |
| The city itself appeared to be desolate. Buildings were slowly rotting, as they appear to have some broken windows. Cars littered the streets. A few bodies littered the city ground. |
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| 27 Apr 2016 07:16 PM |
| "Very damn funny, people..." He angrily griped. Of course, of ALL the places to end up stranded at- an ABANDONED CITY. It could be worse, he thought. He could be chased by a gang of hillbilly criminals who decided to make this place their home, he decided. Jack shook his head at this thought, then kept going, looking for a shelter to make his 'home' at. |
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| 27 Apr 2016 07:24 PM |
| As you search, you encountered a living person. But he was different. He was eating a dead body. Eugh. |
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| 27 Apr 2016 07:36 PM |
"Uhhh, this is gonna get ALL kinds of ugly..." He noted to himself, then pointed his M1911 at the figure, flicking the safety off as he did so. "Hey, you! Yeah, you!" He said, keeping a few feet away so the figure couldn't rush him and survive. |
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| 27 Apr 2016 07:42 PM |
| The man twitched as he slowly looked at you, growling. |
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| 27 Apr 2016 07:44 PM |
| "Hey, egghead, have some of THIS!" Jack said, then pulled the trigger as he aimed for center mass. He wanted to knock this clown down and make it quick... |
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| 27 Apr 2016 08:59 PM |
| You shot him in the stomache, as he slashed you one time before falling onto the ground, too injured to get up. |
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| 27 Apr 2016 09:09 PM |
("slashed you" Slashed at you*? And did he hit?) Vincent kicked the corpse angrily. "And stay down!" He spat, irked that the stupid 'zombie' had tried to bite him and ruin his outfit. He then walked towards the corpse the zombie had been chowing down on, going to search it. |
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| 27 Apr 2016 09:10 PM |
(Slashed at you. And no.) The rabid man had nothing aside from his wallet. |
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| 27 Apr 2016 09:12 PM |
Jackie grabbed the wallet and opened it. "Well, whaddawehave here?" He asked, curiously. |
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| 28 Apr 2016 06:12 PM |
| There are few items in the wallet, aside from a drivers license, a few dollars, and a piece of a...map you never saw before? |
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| 28 Apr 2016 06:15 PM |
Jack took the entire wallet and put it in his pocket, but kept the map piece out. "...The f$&k is this?" He asked, peering down at it. |
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| 28 Apr 2016 06:17 PM |
| The map piece shows the part of the city where you crashed into, but it only covered 1 square mile. |
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| 28 Apr 2016 06:22 PM |
Vincent shook his head. "...Some *serious* $#!t." He mused to himself sarcastically, then tried to find where he was. |
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| 28 Apr 2016 06:28 PM |
| You are near the center of the city. However, judging from the welcome billboard, the city's name was "FREDOMIA". |
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| 28 Apr 2016 07:36 PM |
Vincent looked up and stared at the billboard. "Fredomia?" 'The hell was that?' He thought. 'It sounds like some cheesy-ass name for an alcoholic drink in the 1930s or something, to him! Sheesh, who made up that name? He looked back down at the map, trying to find any notable buildings he could swing by in the vicinity. Preferably close by his totaled car so he could keep an eye on it. The last thing he needed was some smartass zombie finding a way to lug it away... |
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| 28 Apr 2016 07:38 PM |
| There are a few, such as a hospital and a convenience store. |
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