"Prolog"
The year is 2010, Global economy crashes. Stocks are pennyless, and countries are falling apart. The first was Greece, nobody thought much of it, but when riots started to break out, thats when people got scared.
After Greece came Great Britian. The same thing happened there but the riots literaly destroyed Big Ben and other National monuments. People there blamed the United States for its economic collaps becuase of some false reason thats just a ruse to put the blame on somebody, but for some reason, i agree with them.
After that came not a country, but States. In New York, some people were jumping out of there 20 story office b
boy was it boring, but i was finished and i went on my way, i said my goodbyes and i left, driving towards the first clue i caught reading all that intel, New York City, New York.
i left until one of the men who showed me off asked me something
"ok, you have the guns, and you have the fuel, you need a partner. got my own ammo and guns my self and i thought that maybe i could help, names Adam" he said
"excusse me, but how old are you" i said, a little annoyed by it.
"21, why you ask" he said
"did Marcus put you up to it" i aksed
"well, ya he kind of did, he wants to make sure that his "investment" would really help with our problem, so h
it was a LLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG 2 months, i would just lay there, because, well, i couldnt get up. some days, the pain wouldnt be so bad, but others, i wouldnt even be able to move, let alone sit up.
every day, the doc, or "boss" would bring me some food and water and tell me all about these stories of how this settlement started. apearently, this was one of those rare spots left where the soil was fertile, the "boss", or Marcus as he told me to call him, had an idea to sart living in this area. the settlement just grew and grew form there, even having an autoshop, a trading post, and a farm, it was very suprising how well of
i was in complete darkness like sleeping without dreaming. i felt as if i was floating in the air surrounded by complete and total nothingness, i felt at peace, yet i felt a very strange feeling coming from my chest. i couldnt tell what it was and i couldnt see.
there it was again, whats happening? the feeling is constant on and off, but each time it happens, the feeling got bigger.
i dont know what it was, but i really didnt feel right in the head. suddenly, everything that was nothing vanished in an instant.
i start to open my eyes, evreything being blurry enough for me not to be able to make anythinng out. i hear voices coming for somew
the guards pushed through the door and around 5 of them surrounded me with their guns drawn
"now now, please dont be rude to our guest" Lornback said
the guards in front of me moved brehind be, all of them still pointing their guns at me
"iv got word that one of our spy facilities in texas has been infiltrated, im guessing that was you" he said
"yes, it was" i said
"well is there something you need" he asked
"ya there is, why....why did you do all of this, why did you blow up the world. look what you have created, people running around with guns trying desperatly to stay alive, people like me, these people had no choices in their fate b
I was running on fumes by the time we got to Washington D.C. Tanks empty, no food, tired, were were in no shape to start a war. Me and Sanches have been driving for two days strait trying to get here, and now we knew we needed to set up camp.
"Yo man, I'll get the fire going, you get the tent up" Sanches said
"Deal" I responded
As he went of for a few minutes to collect some dried twigs and me setting up the tent next to the, partially collapsed, Lincon Momorial, I start to look at the map on the laptop again. I was thinking that maybe it could be a full United States map instead of just Texes, yet the restrictions in the program, mixed wi
I drive for several hours around the North East direction, going as fast as my truck can handle, thinking how this whole thing started. Lornback, death plots, Nukes, and the end of the World, they are all going through my mind a million miles an hour. God I felt sick thinking about it.
"I think im going to be sick" I said as im starting to not feel well from the thoughts
I drive for what felt like a mere couple of hours, so I stop and set up camp. It was two days ago when I found out about everything, and I am the only one, probibly in the world, who knows the truth of what happened.
I think Im now somewhere in Tennessie, and as Im coming
"Prolog"
The year is 2010, Global economy crashes. Stocks are pennyless, and countries are falling apart. The first was Greece, nobody thought much of it, but when riots started to break out, thats when people got scared.
After Greece came Great Britian. The same thing happened there but the riots literaly destroyed Big Ben and other National monuments. People there blamed the United States for its economic collaps becuase of some false reason thats just a ruse to put the blame on somebody, but for some reason, i agree with them.
After that came not a country, but States. In New York, some people were jumping out of there 20 story office b
boy was it boring, but i was finished and i went on my way, i said my goodbyes and i left, driving towards the first clue i caught reading all that intel, New York City, New York.
i left until one of the men who showed me off asked me something
"ok, you have the guns, and you have the fuel, you need a partner. got my own ammo and guns my self and i thought that maybe i could help, names Adam" he said
"excusse me, but how old are you" i said, a little annoyed by it.
"21, why you ask" he said
"did Marcus put you up to it" i aksed
"well, ya he kind of did, he wants to make sure that his "investment" would really help with our problem, so h
it was a LLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG 2 months, i would just lay there, because, well, i couldnt get up. some days, the pain wouldnt be so bad, but others, i wouldnt even be able to move, let alone sit up.
every day, the doc, or "boss" would bring me some food and water and tell me all about these stories of how this settlement started. apearently, this was one of those rare spots left where the soil was fertile, the "boss", or Marcus as he told me to call him, had an idea to sart living in this area. the settlement just grew and grew form there, even having an autoshop, a trading post, and a farm, it was very suprising how well of
i was in complete darkness like sleeping without dreaming. i felt as if i was floating in the air surrounded by complete and total nothingness, i felt at peace, yet i felt a very strange feeling coming from my chest. i couldnt tell what it was and i couldnt see.
there it was again, whats happening? the feeling is constant on and off, but each time it happens, the feeling got bigger.
i dont know what it was, but i really didnt feel right in the head. suddenly, everything that was nothing vanished in an instant.
i start to open my eyes, evreything being blurry enough for me not to be able to make anythinng out. i hear voices coming for somew
the guards pushed through the door and around 5 of them surrounded me with their guns drawn
"now now, please dont be rude to our guest" Lornback said
the guards in front of me moved brehind be, all of them still pointing their guns at me
"iv got word that one of our spy facilities in texas has been infiltrated, im guessing that was you" he said
"yes, it was" i said
"well is there something you need" he asked
"ya there is, why....why did you do all of this, why did you blow up the world. look what you have created, people running around with guns trying desperatly to stay alive, people like me, these people had no choices in their fate b
I was running on fumes by the time we got to Washington D.C. Tanks empty, no food, tired, were were in no shape to start a war. Me and Sanches have been driving for two days strait trying to get here, and now we knew we needed to set up camp.
"Yo man, I'll get the fire going, you get the tent up" Sanches said
"Deal" I responded
As he went of for a few minutes to collect some dried twigs and me setting up the tent next to the, partially collapsed, Lincon Momorial, I start to look at the map on the laptop again. I was thinking that maybe it could be a full United States map instead of just Texes, yet the restrictions in the program, mixed wi
I drive for several hours around the North East direction, going as fast as my truck can handle, thinking how this whole thing started. Lornback, death plots, Nukes, and the end of the World, they are all going through my mind a million miles an hour. God I felt sick thinking about it.
"I think im going to be sick" I said as im starting to not feel well from the thoughts
I drive for what felt like a mere couple of hours, so I stop and set up camp. It was two days ago when I found out about everything, and I am the only one, probibly in the world, who knows the truth of what happened.
I think Im now somewhere in Tennessie, and as Im coming
I currently go to college but work on photoshop on the side, in the last of my spare time i play videogames (mostly Gmod).
Current Residence: Texas deviantWEAR sizing preference: Random Print preference: Color Favourite genre of music: Alternitive Favourite photographer: And I Favourite style of art: Thechnoish Style, 80's Themes, and Videogame OST's (usually old 80-90's games) Operating System: Windows XP MP3 player of choice: Ipod Shell of choice: WTF......I dont get it!?!? Wallpaper of choice: Crysis: Forest Scene from bonus disk Skin of choice: Human Favourite cartoon character: Lupin Personal Quote: "50% of something is better than 100% of nothing"
Favourite Visual Artist
Me
Favourite Movies
Lupin the 3rd, Castle of Caliostro
Favourite Writers
My Self
Favourite Games
Gmod, Crysis (Very High Settings), Deadrising 2, Fallout New Vegas