Oh no, the economy is down and whatnot i am a gay what ever will i do
A : read this shit and love the fact that you can, instead of making different threads and whatnot I have decided to basically store all my shitty writing (mostly) into one thread and you guys can separate the good (none) from the bad (all)
step 1 : do not make a thread entitled “tales of awesome” while drunk, these ideas are for real give me liek a 12 hour grace period and the awesome shall flow
In a Post Arockalyptic World, All That Stands Between You and Death is Your Ability to Shred
Bright, it was always bright since the big catastrophe. Burn your eyes bright, all thanks to the pulsating nuclear sun that refused to set, a mocking reminder of the folly of man.
Thats why he wore sunglasses, as the orb beat down mercilessly upon his beat up leather jacket, ripped jeans, and well used combat boots, at least his eyes were protected. A tousled mess of long stark black rockstar hair fell from his head, he moved a lock of it away from his face as he stared across the desolate landscape. The last man he had seen said there was a town about ten miles out, or at least there used to be. He plodded along, he was thirsty, he had drank the last of his water about 5 miles ago. Today was shaping up to be not that great a day.
He noticed a sound behind him, always on guard he spun around and out of the corner of his eye (sunglasses protected of course) he noticed something duck down. Apparently a gang of raiders had tailed him. Cursing his luck he unslung the guitar that had been slung upon his back. A black flying v with red flames along the ends, this guitar had pretty much the reason he had any luck to curse in the first place.
He tentatively advanced towards where he thought he had seen movement, brandishing his ax. A red fusion beam hit near his feet and he jumped back. This was worse then he had originally thought. The pack showed itself then. Five velociraptors with weapons attached to their wrists. He remembered briefly the “scientific breakthrough” that had cloned the raptors in the first place. Man had not realized the quickness to adapt that the raptors possessed. They had become smarter, they had invented lasers.