Continuation of Vaccine: H1N1 This is a closed Role Play, meaning unless you were invited to join by me, Or were one of the Original members of the previous Thread. Please do not post.]
"Its been almost two years since I last saw, any of my friends. Dillon...Ashlee...Stephen...Andrew...Matt...Micheal...Even the woman Amber." Their faces flashing in his mind. "The wide spread ruin was unprecedented, America was quarantined. And half of Europe was under siege, least that what I'm lead to believe, from that old piece of junk, of a radio tower. Most of the Automated ones still run, but those that required D.J's had stopped airing almost a year after the Vaccine was declared an absolute failure. I must have heard every album from the 70's and 80's. Most of it is orchestra's and that annoying channel where they talk about the economy, and old candidates for office, and the posts and where they stand on certain aspects. I'll be twenty one this July, was supposed to go get sh*t faced drunk with the guys at work. But well that plan went to h*ll after everything happened." Stopping to scratch his head. It was His hair was cut shorter then normal. Almost to the point of being called shaven. His beard was trimmed as well. Shaving cream was still on his chin and neck. Taking the towel off his shoulder and wiping his face.
"Dallas is a wasteland of cars, buildings, office spaces. And a favorite haunt of those...Infected. Needless to say that was how it was with most big cities. But for some god awful reason I returned there. I'm living in an abandoned apartment, on the fifteenth floor. Cant say I'm doing bad for myself. No rent, great view. No running electricity though, water and gas. Yeah forget about it, those are amenities no one has anymore. I got a solar powered walkie-talkie, managed to figure out a way to use car batteries to power my Ipod. Complicated story, point being that it charges it and that good enough for me. Finished my Impala...Took me long enough, but i figure since I had all this free time. I got into shape a little. Two years in a waste land will do that to ya. Especially if half of that is spent in running away from those that would have you as a happy meal. So, yeah...World gone to Hell, and I'm doing great." Talking to the camera he had recording. Its power was low, so he would spend the next couple of days looking for a replacement battery. Sighing as he let his head fall to his hand, his elbows were resting pressed into his thighs. inhaling sharply as he looked up and out to the sun that was just now rising over the Horizon. It cast an eerie glow upon the whole of Uptown Dallas.
Rocking forward and to his feet. Carrying him, right foot forward, left foot forward, until he reached his destination was standing before the Window. And all he could do was simply look out to the place he had called home.
"Its been almost two years since I last saw, any of my friends. Dillon...Ashlee...Stephen...Andrew...Matt...Micheal...Even the woman Amber." Their faces flashing in his mind. "The wide spread ruin was unprecedented, America was quarantined. And half of Europe was under siege, least that what I'm lead to believe, from that old piece of junk, of a radio tower. Most of the Automated ones still run, but those that required D.J's had stopped airing almost a year after the Vaccine was declared an absolute failure. I must have heard every album from the 70's and 80's. Most of it is orchestra's and that annoying channel where they talk about the economy, and old candidates for office, and the posts and where they stand on certain aspects. I'll be twenty one this July, was supposed to go get sh*t faced drunk with the guys at work. But well that plan went to h*ll after everything happened." Stopping to scratch his head. It was His hair was cut shorter then normal. Almost to the point of being called shaven. His beard was trimmed as well. Shaving cream was still on his chin and neck. Taking the towel off his shoulder and wiping his face.
"Dallas is a wasteland of cars, buildings, office spaces. And a favorite haunt of those...Infected. Needless to say that was how it was with most big cities. But for some god awful reason I returned there. I'm living in an abandoned apartment, on the fifteenth floor. Cant say I'm doing bad for myself. No rent, great view. No running electricity though, water and gas. Yeah forget about it, those are amenities no one has anymore. I got a solar powered walkie-talkie, managed to figure out a way to use car batteries to power my Ipod. Complicated story, point being that it charges it and that good enough for me. Finished my Impala...Took me long enough, but i figure since I had all this free time. I got into shape a little. Two years in a waste land will do that to ya. Especially if half of that is spent in running away from those that would have you as a happy meal. So, yeah...World gone to Hell, and I'm doing great." Talking to the camera he had recording. Its power was low, so he would spend the next couple of days looking for a replacement battery. Sighing as he let his head fall to his hand, his elbows were resting pressed into his thighs. inhaling sharply as he looked up and out to the sun that was just now rising over the Horizon. It cast an eerie glow upon the whole of Uptown Dallas.
Rocking forward and to his feet. Carrying him, right foot forward, left foot forward, until he reached his destination was standing before the Window. And all he could do was simply look out to the place he had called home.