Walking through the withered remains of society, my gun hand is steady. My flashlight hand, however, is quivering violently. I pause, listening to my surroundings. I can hear sobbing. Witch. Almost panicked, I switch the light off. The sobbing continues. Good. I look towards the sound and see a crouched shape. I stop breathing and back up quietly. I back out of the alley and into the main street, two blocks away I hear an explosion and see light cast by fire. Right now, it is not of my concern. Still, I am hypnotised by it. That is, until a car flies into the air. Tank. I turn and run away from the wailing car alarms. My heart is racing. I concentrate on it’s rushed thumping. Ba-boom, ba-boom, ba-boom. I skid to a stop, throwing pebbles over the asphalt. I’m panting. I bend over to catch my breath when I hear a low growling. Shit. It’s a Hunter. I point my gun towards the growling. The Hunter pounces and I shoot at the bloodied blue hood. I’ve missed, because the Hunter crashes into me, (in the process I drop my gun) pins me and gets ready to rip me to shreds. I raise my arms by instinct and squeeze my eyes shut. The ground is vibrating softly. I’m not dead yet. I dare to open my eyes a crack just as the Tank smashes its fist into the Hunter, sending it flying through a second story window on the other side of the street. The Tank is raising its fists. Will being crushed be more or less painful than being ripped to shreds? The fist is coming down as something wraps itself around me and yanks me out from under the Tank. God! Now what!? A Smoker is standing on a nearby balcony. I feel my arms get pressed against my body. Stuck. I yell and kick, but the situation is just getting worse and worse. Wait. I hear gunshots. ‘Hey!’ a gruff voice shouts. I turn my head as I lift off the ground. The man who yelled is wearing a biker vest. He shoots the Smoker in the head and runs up to me. I hit the ground and he grabs my wrist. ‘Run and gun!’ He yells, hands me an Assault rifle and pulls another one off of his back. ‘Now!’ he grabs my wrist again and pulls me away from the Tank. I stumble to my feet and turn, so I’m facing the Tank and sprinting backwards. I shoot at it. An old man backs out of an alley and throws a pipe bomb. Two people, a black man and a girl run out of the alley. The girl sees the Tank, lights a Molotov and throws it. ‘Fire in the hole!’ she shouts. The Molotov explodes on the Tanks face, making it roar. The biker grabs my shoulder. ‘Forget the gun, just run!’ The five of us sprint towards a set of ladders with balconies on the side of a building. The black man reaches it first and has his foot on the second rung when a shrill scream fills the air. The girl shrieks as a Hunter lands on her. The black man is shooting at the Hunter from the first balcony. ‘You two, up!’ the old man orders. I hesitate. The biker grabs my wrist again and launches me into the ladder. I scramble up the ladder without a second thought. I duck behind the black man and leap into the next ladder, which I practically fly up. I sprint to the third one, climb up and help the others onto the roof. The girl is limping slightly but otherwise seems okay. The black man opens a door.
‘And just in here-‘ He closes the door quickly and leans his back against it. ‘Lets not go down there.’ The biker rolls his eyes. The old man pulls a cigarette butt out of his mouth, throws it on the ground, steps on it, pulls out a new cigarette and lights it. He then sits down and looks at me. ‘Who are you?’ he grunts. ‘Me?’ I say. I haven’t said anything for so long that my voice sounds hoarse and unfamiliar. He nods. ‘Stephanie.’ I croak. I clear my throat. ‘Call me Steph.’ Much better. I sound normal now. He nods again. ‘Bill. I hope you’re used to staring death in the face every five minutes, because that’s life as we know it now.’ He says. Whoa, downer much? ‘I’m Louis.’ the black man says, smiling. ‘Zoey.’ the girl says. She sits down and starts bandaging herself. The biker holds his hands out. ‘The name’s Francis.’ I reach out and he shakes my hand vigorously. ‘So, Steph, how’s your day been?’ he asks. I think for a moment. ‘Well, in the last twenty minutes I’ve nearly stepped on a Witch, been pounced on by a Hunter, crushed by a Tank and swallowed by a Smoker. How has my day been? Oh, now I remember. It sucked.’
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«Oldest ‹Older 1401 – 1600 of 4818 Newer› Newest»You better not be talking about your parents badly Phoenix
What are you going to tell?
*sticks out tounge*
Nah nah nah nahnah.
Yeah I'm talking to your mummy on chat so *sticks own tongue out*
Don't make me laugh! I'm meant to be asleep!
Oh-
That's mean.
She wouldn't talk to me earlier.
Tell I said hi and waved. *waves*
Okie, she's doing chores now anyway
What time is it for you Star?
And tell her I also said hi to Octaboona but hebwiuldbt say hi back to me.
Pa, he was gone by the time I said hi.
*silently shakes with laughter*
Guys! Stop it!
Hi star.
*waves*
Robinista! *tickles her*
*frowns* Okay Flamester
Sorry Star! We are funny though. :P
11:01 PM.
*frowns back and tickles harder*
*giggle snorts* Stop tickling me!
Oh, that's late, Star.
But I go to bed a bit later. But that's me. :P
*drags Robin to lake and remembers she can't swim.8
*tickles more and runs away*
*is reading artemis fowl and the time paradox*
So much for not laughing. Between that and you, my chances of staying silent are about zero.
*reads sentence over thoughtfully* Hm. That's interesting . . .
Kal's trying to find the post we're one. If she does, she might talk here.
*on
I love AF!
Lav, how do you know?
Ah Flame... *frowns at the floor* I lied. I can swim - but the water just kind of creeps me out.
Flame she's on chat too
Um, I'm chatting too. :)
:P
I haven't got past the artic circle
As in Arctic Incident, Flame?
You lied!?
*frowns* you lied..
And Lav Is that you're first time?
*runs and mashes golden glitter onto Flame's head*
Yup. :P
*frowns and goes into corner and sulks*
Wait till kal comes.
Just wait.
*sobs*
Sorry, I should be doing homework...
I'm distant now! Not bye!
*is reading artemis fowl and the time paradox*
So much for not laughing. Between that and you, my chances of staying silent are about zero.
*reads sentence over thoughtfully* Hm. That's interesting . . .
Was that not just a repeated comment.
Also, I have all the books.
*hangs from tree upside down so is looking at Flame* Why the long face?
*blows raspberries at robin*
*makes a face that looks like a fish*
*ignores it and turns back*
*runs and gives his mother a hug*
*gold glitter trials from his hair*
Mommmmmy!!!
Hey Kal! Yay! :D
I said I would be distant here so, I might not comment much.
Kallie I put glitter in his hair *smiles proudly* Would you like some purple?
Yup. :)
I like AF3 and I think AF7 was really funny too.
Hi kal!
Um, I love mortal instruments.
And the alchemist. And then there's sp, HP, hg.
...Star's comment just... poof...
The comment with the AF books...
Mommy. Give out to her.
She lied to me too.
*frowns*
*hugs kal tightly, not letting go*
Yep lavender. AF three was brill, and . . .
Secret birthmarks! *splutters with silent laughter*
*laughs*
Orion was so funny! :D
Shush Flame *gives Kallie a glittery purple shirt* I like Mortal Instruments to but I prefer Infernal Devices
*doesnt know what they are talking about*
*doesnt know what they are talking about*
Sorry, should I delete that?
Bye Kal!
Moooommmmmy!!
She's tellin ne to shush.
Bye Kallie
What is AF?
Bye-bye kallie.
*blows her kiss then toddles off to eat cookies*
Artemis Fowl
*facepalms* Duh.
*hands cookie to star and Lav*
*accepts cookie*
Thanks Flame. :)
*raises eyebrow*
*raises eyebrows back*
Sorry, really going to go now. Bye!
*waves*
*mutters*
Bye Lavender!
Anyone still here?
One more thing, please go see my new post!
http://lavenderhopestoryblog.blogspot.com/
Okay, bye now!
WHAT???
*pales*
Okay then. I repeat.
AF1: brill
AF2: brill
AF3: very brill
AF4: brill
AF5: good
AF6: brill
AF7: hilariously funny
*shrugs* I'm going bye
Well. Bye then
*throws cookie at her*
Yeah- I should go.
Bye
Psst, in History...
NO FLAME!
DON'T BE GONE!!!
Hi
...???
Bah.
If you don't want me to be here.
I'll go.
What?
Don't!
I'm just confused!
Hmph.
*crosses arms and sits down on ground*
*arches eyebrow and sits on his lap*
I'm just adjusting to your new name.
*sighs*
Flame?
Is everything okay?
No.
*swivels and faces him*
Tell me about it.
Idk.
It's. In happy one minute and sad the next.
Right now I want to smash my itouch against the wallz
Sometimes I feel that way too.
Listen to music if you can.
It helps.
*smiles at him*
*smiles back*
*winks and gets up*
*stretches*
So, other than the obvious, how're you?
Not good.
*frowns*
That's not good.
Obviously not.
Ipd dying.
Me going.
Nawww...
*shrugs*
Oh well.
See you tomorrow!
*hugs him*
*shrugs back and hugs her*
*Phog me sparky*
Son of a...
Leaving again.
Really, NO ONE came on?!?!
How is that even possible?!
For the loneliness is killing me!
Rah!
*continues humming Asylum*
The hell happened to the format?!
Again!
I'm back. :)
What happened to it? It doesn't look different... Not that I know anyway.
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaay2a! No everyone is dead!!
Déjà vù ...
I just got back. I had to do something...
What's up?
Nothing. I was alone and bored. But now I have English. Distant.
Okay, Mist.
I'm going too. I'll be back.
Back.
...and waiting.
...still here and waiting...
Back.
Hi. Sorry, Mist. I was doing something else on the comp. Hi. :)
...I think I see what you mean now. By the format change...
It looks different now.
Hi. The HUNGER GAMES have started!!
Cool. :)
Now I want to read it...
*gasp*
Wait, I can buy it now! Yay! :D
Yay! Buy it NOW!
Sorry, I can't find it... I'm still looking. :S
I got it!!! Yay! :D
Sorry, I gtg now... :S
Got to take my shower. BB later! Bye!
*waves*
Back! :)
What? No one commented since I left???
Fine then. I'll be distant. Reading. *grins* :P
Huh. No one on STILL!
I'm still distant though... I'm checking in every 5 mins. Just to let anyone know.
I.........................................................................................................................................................................................................Am..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................Bored!
...Sorry, I just had to do that. :P
Why is no one on??? Surely school's over by now. Right?
Yup. Just ended.
...NIGHTMARE GO BOOM!!!
Finally! I didn't want to get first from typing to myself!
*shrugs*
I don't want first anymore. Until Eve gets ahead that is.
Well, we're close.
Yup.
You get it. Or someone else. Other than me.
I don't want it though... :S
I guess we'll find out then. How comments last. :P
*who
...oh for...
Where did that extra comment come from?!
*is hiding grin behind hand*
Okay, you got it then.
*is trying not to laugh*
Sorry, I got last comment. No hard feelings, I hope?
...You dedicate.
What? Me?
...why can't you?
Mist?
Sorry. Train went through a tunnel.
Oh. Okay then. :)
*giggles with glee*
Alfred and I have devised a master plan...
Hi Sparky!
Sparky can dedicate.
No I can't.
It'll be filled with fake Anerican accents and zombies.
*giggles again*
Okay, fine, but I still don't want to ded...
I want to hear what the fake accent sounds like. :)
No you don't!
Why wouldn't I? I'm American, so I want to know what a fake accent sounds like.
...
Because it sounds stupid.
*smiles*
I won't care. I want to hear how other people think American accents sound. :)
Haha...
No.
*sighs*
Okay. Fine. *pout*
:P
Yo
Hey Eve. :)
Hey neigh!
You know, this post was before I started chatting here.
Is youz still here?
Yeah, sorry.
That's cool. :)
Why am I being babandoned?
I am.
Typing...
Sorry...
Oh, yay.
I can't make my video today. :(
That sucks. :(
...Would...
...Would anyone be interested in reading my fan fiction?
...It's about Left 4 Dead, which is a video game I've never played, but so far it's very accurate...
I would. :)
I would.
Coolies.
Before I post it, please ignore the lack of paragraphing...
...
Is Mist still here? :(
Hi Jasper!
I think he's in a tunnel again, Eve.
Walking through the withered remains of society, my gun hand is steady. My flashlight hand, however, is quivering violently. I pause, listening to my surroundings. I can hear sobbing. Witch. Almost panicked, I switch the light off. The sobbing continues. Good. I look towards the sound and see a crouched shape. I stop breathing and back up quietly. I back out of the alley and into the main street, two blocks away I hear an explosion and see light cast by fire. Right now, it is not of my concern. Still, I am hypnotised by it. That is, until a car flies into the air. Tank. I turn and run away from the wailing car alarms. My heart is racing. I concentrate on it’s rushed thumping. Ba-boom, ba-boom, ba-boom. I skid to a stop, throwing pebbles over the asphalt. I’m panting. I bend over to catch my breath when I hear a low growling. Shit. It’s a Hunter. I point my gun towards the growling. The Hunter pounces and I shoot at the bloodied blue hood. I’ve missed, because the Hunter crashes into me, (in the process I drop my gun) pins me and gets ready to rip me to shreds. I raise my arms by instinct and squeeze my eyes shut. The ground is vibrating softly. I’m not dead yet. I dare to open my eyes a crack just as the Tank smashes its fist into the Hunter, sending it flying through a second story window on the other side of the street. The Tank is raising its fists. Will being crushed be more or less painful than being ripped to shreds? The fist is coming down as something wraps itself around me and yanks me out from under the Tank. God! Now what!? A Smoker is standing on a nearby balcony. I feel my arms get pressed against my body. Stuck. I yell and kick, but the situation is just getting worse and worse. Wait. I hear gunshots.
‘Hey!’ a gruff voice shouts. I turn my head as I lift off the ground. The man who yelled is wearing a biker vest. He shoots the Smoker in the head and runs up to me. I hit the ground and he grabs my wrist.
‘Run and gun!’ He yells, hands me an Assault rifle and pulls another one off of his back. ‘Now!’ he grabs my wrist again and pulls me away from the Tank. I stumble to my feet and turn, so I’m facing the Tank and sprinting backwards. I shoot at it. An old man backs out of an alley and throws a pipe bomb. Two people, a black man and a girl run out of the alley. The girl sees the Tank, lights a Molotov and throws it.
‘Fire in the hole!’ she shouts. The Molotov explodes on the Tanks face, making it roar. The biker grabs my shoulder.
‘Forget the gun, just run!’ The five of us sprint towards a set of ladders with balconies on the side of a building. The black man reaches it first and has his foot on the second rung when a shrill scream fills the air. The girl shrieks as a Hunter lands on her. The black man is shooting at the Hunter from the first balcony.
‘You two, up!’ the old man orders. I hesitate. The biker grabs my wrist again and launches me into the ladder. I scramble up the ladder without a second thought. I duck behind the black man and leap into the next ladder, which I practically fly up. I sprint to the third one, climb up and help the others onto the roof. The girl is limping slightly but otherwise seems okay. The black man opens a door.
Sure, I'm good at being ignorant. Watch.
*completely ignores Dylan*
‘And just in here-‘ He closes the door quickly and leans his back against it. ‘Lets not go down there.’ The biker rolls his eyes. The old man pulls a cigarette butt out of his mouth, throws it on the ground, steps on it, pulls out a new cigarette and lights it. He then sits down and looks at me.
‘Who are you?’ he grunts.
‘Me?’ I say. I haven’t said anything for so long that my voice sounds hoarse and unfamiliar. He nods.
‘Stephanie.’ I croak. I clear my throat. ‘Call me Steph.’ Much better. I sound normal now. He nods again.
‘Bill. I hope you’re used to staring death in the face every five minutes, because that’s life as we know it now.’ He says. Whoa, downer much?
‘I’m Louis.’ the black man says, smiling.
‘Zoey.’ the girl says. She sits down and starts bandaging herself. The biker holds his hands out.
‘The name’s Francis.’ I reach out and he shakes my hand vigorously. ‘So, Steph, how’s your day been?’ he asks. I think for a moment.
‘Well, in the last twenty minutes I’ve nearly stepped on a Witch, been pounced on by a Hunter, crushed by a Tank and swallowed by a Smoker. How has my day been? Oh, now I remember. It sucked.’
I have been screaming recently.
The.
Best.
Game.
Ever.
On.
The.
Internet.
Is.
Here.
Snake Nyan cat. Yes, I said what you thought I said. Here's the AWESOME freaking link: http://www.snake-nyan-cat.com/
It's really cool Sparky! :D
Okay, Eve is ignoring me for some supposed reason...
*looks at the game and cringes*
I don't have time for any of that horse sh*t, Dylan.
*thinks*
Y'see? That's the kind of thing Bill would say to Francis.
Oh wait.
*evil grin*
...Hello?...
...I can't think of anything else to say at this moment... :S
*laughs*
Alfred's going to be so pissed when she gets that Skype message.
An hour and forty-five minutes of discussion, destroyed.
Teehee.
Why Lav?
Pretty cool, Sparky.
Okay, Sparky, that was unnecessary...
So do you like Nyan cat, Lav?
Cause... I just can't... Nothings going on in my head that I want to say and I just can't think of anything... if that makes sense...
Thanks Eve.
Why can't you say anything though?
I don't think I've heard of it, Kai.
I don't really know, Sparky... :S
Buh... You.... Ma... Gaah!
Please play it, then!
Gotta go!
Oh, and on your vid, you pronounced 'Scourge' wrong.
No offense, it's not your fault.
It's pronounced S-kor-ge
Bye sparky.
Necromorphs are scary.
Bye Sparky!
I KNOW Kai. And I will.
Do YOU like Nyan cat, Eve?
*walks in, stops and starts to walk back out again*
Someone email me when he's gone.
*smiles*
It's fun Jasper. But I'm really horrible at it now. :P
*sigh*
Not again.
-Smiles-
Lavender, would you enlighten me with the information as to why Zathract is ticked at me?
You WANT us to have another fight? Because that's what will happen if I'm here at the same time he is, you know it.
Hi Mist!
Dylan, leave.
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