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Cold Streaks • RP Thread

November 20, 2001
9:00 PM
Location: Brisked Bear

It was snowfall again, with green snowflakes radiating the surrounding area. Amidst the fallen debris and wreckage, there were small shacks built by the remaining survivors before they too were taken by "them". Lots upon lots of these creatures are seen, but they all have dispersed and gone out into multiple islands to continue their ever-so-inscrutable goals.

"Hooo... Welp, guess I gotta look for somethin' to eat.." a boy said, his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness as he woke up from his "bed", made from what seemed to be a pile of concrete bags. He looks down and wears his sandals, putting one foot at a time. Standing up, he walks over to a broken and rusty drawer infested by wood-boring beetles, where opening it reveals a stained grey shirt and a black hoodie, covering what seems to be a bouquet of white flowers and a black bullpup stock.

...

Turning on the flashlight as it makes a clicking sound, the boy trekked the wrecked buildings, still yawning as he looks on.

"Ahh... there's nothin' there, also that.... and that too..." he said, sighing as he continued.

There were so many guts and blood thrown around the city, though it never bothered him given he's used to seeing them on live television ever since the very first invasion. Though he is still disgusted by them given he's looking for food and not some edgy painting made by a serial killer- other rather... serial killers...

"The pizza was good, wish I could find 'nother jackpot like tha-"

A noise broke out of his out-loud monologue, he pulls out a modified P90 from his hip, puts the dial on full-auto, and start to **** the charging handle before letting go, the sound of metal echoing as he approaches the noise. He places his cheek on the stock, his grip unwavering as he trained his sights on whoever's going on to be on the other end of the barrel.

"Ah, shit... Here we go again..."
 
Rizzuto sighed and asked, "Noah do you know how to turn off being able to talk to each other like a phone."
"It's like what Sofia said. If you tune it out, you won't hear it. Think of it like switching channels on a walkie talkie. I admit it'd be kinda maddening to hear all the time." Caleb instructed Rizutto
 
(By the way, why is Rizzuto so surprised about Caleb's ability? Haven't they been allies for a while? And trained together?)
 
When Noah saw that they had arrived, when she opened the exit door, she gave a little jump and fell on the ground to see the terrain better.

"So this is place?"
"Guessed so..." Dene said.

"Sir Efrain ordered that all of you should go onto the mountainside, Miss Sofia and Valentina will assist you in navigation..." the pilot said.

"I don't wanna hear another bullshit coming out of those two bitches... I'm getting sick of all the: "Nyeh! nyeh! My family is killed by the Waterboarder, goTtA tAkE rEvENge!" As if they're the only ones who got their loved ones taken by them, privileged ass *************..." Dene ranted.

He already had Soma and Efrain— two of the most powerful beings on this planet, the two strongest people he knows— trust him and his girlfriend. He was planning to get a family with her, make love to her, have babies, and yet having his beloved get berated and showered like that? He knows he's defending a monster that he kills on a daily basis, but she isn't that monster any longer. She is a human, a human girl... Or at least, that's what he believes her to be in his delusional mind.
 
“And that is a second reprimand I am required to give you as a senior officer. I also advise you to remember I am in an attack helicopter with basically infinite ammunition.” Damian responses.
"Oh no! I'm gonna get killed, wHaT aM I GonNA dOooO?" he sarcastically remarks.
"Oh come on, Dene, now nobody can prank you or what?" She said with amusement as she put her hands on the boy's shoulders.
"It's a joke, Noah... I'm just playin' with 'em..." Dene said.
 
"Wait is that." he said while he looked to the sky seeing planes and helicopter.

"Survivors." he screamed while going to where the planes and helicopter are heading towards
 
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