Engel - Mon, 03/02/2015 - 4:10am
a year has passed in the Canyon...
I hold a hatchet in my hand. It is bent and dull from overuse, sticky with blood and dirt and hair an' shit. Night air is thick with sparks and floating ash. The stench is terrible. Devil's Own camp is burning around me and the fires warm my heart. I grin and crack a joke. Something about Devils and hellfire. Not really funny. So me.
Charlotte - Sat, 02/28/2015 - 10:43am
Changing is what people do when they have no other choice.
Charlotte had her hands in her pockets. She walked across the asphalt of the main road leading south from Hope Springs. As she approached the low concrete building, she glanced back at her newly repaired bike before heading into the bunker.
Engel - Fri, 02/27/2015 - 4:58am
I'll have to do baby steps with her:
Day 1: Establish eye contact once more
Day 2: Exchange a few words and start talking to her again
Day 3: Stab her to death in self defense
Charlotte - Thu, 02/26/2015 - 10:23am
Charlotte walked into relative coolness of one the buildings in Hope Springs, as she passed the house, the sun once more beat down on her. The burning rays of the endless summer.
She debated to herself, as she walked, whether to continue to walk among the houses of Hope Springs or head towards the fields on the outskirts of town. Once she had lived a town much like this, she had been a part of a home, a family. She had tried very hard to be normal, to fit in as a normal resident.
Subdane - Wed, 02/25/2015 - 3:59pm
Spot stood in darkness, sure that the confusion originated from the little creature, glad to finally corner it. There was a clicking sound of thick sharp nails moving across the floorboards, he realized that something big moved around in the room with him. He found himself chuckling madly in ecstasy.
Subdane - Wed, 02/25/2015 - 2:49pm
A feeling inside of Spot told him the world suddenly became deserted…dead. It was more feeling than seeing. Some essential difference that danced just beyond his grasp, like the perfume of a certain someone. It danced just beyond his reach.
“Ddddddd... you ... are... not.. gonna.. trick.. me...” Spot said, ignoring the wrongness of the world.
The world had become awfully still, and yet he didn’t notice until he heard a sound.
Subdane - Wed, 02/25/2015 - 1:58pm
Subdane was staring at the pond, reliving old memories. When the memories of a life that no longer existed faded, leaving him once more in the shadow world, he turned to the little grey creature. “Where are we?” He asked.
Ice burg - Tue, 02/24/2015 - 8:47pm
Ardenn - Tue, 02/24/2015 - 6:12am
Several weeks ago, Ardenn sat at Hyle's party and watched a well known man approached two women he knew better than most, met with scorn despite being friendly. A few days ago, he spoke to a Sheriff and got a lead on a young man posing as a lady who'd resulted in the death of a tribesman. Yesterday he held the collar of a man he wasnt sure he deserved to ever know, parted on bad terms.
- One week ago... -
Shiu - Sun, 02/22/2015 - 4:45am
New Flagstaff, early in the morning
notheredave - Sat, 02/21/2015 - 1:19pm
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Subdane - Fri, 02/20/2015 - 4:48pm
The temptation was simply too much. So, he followed her around.
For so long he had been alone. There was no one to talk to, no one to interact with, if you could call it that.
The horror the woman had felt was clear to Subdane, and yet he could not help but to stalk her.
Clouds obscured the moon, little light was inside the clinic, but light and shadows were different in his world.
Subdane - Thu, 02/19/2015 - 6:21pm
To be in such a place was a terrible threshold to stand on. Continue an eternity as a tormented ghost or reach out and become a part of the living? How wrong, scary or even evil it would seem.
Canni Belle - Wed, 02/18/2015 - 10:19pm
The waif was cranky to the point even her sister avoided her.
She sat on the roof of the back porch in a preditory reaver vulcher-like perch normally reserved for hunting.. but instead the girl stared off at the distance.
The entire world seemed upside down to her.. all that was comfortable wasnt .. and visa versa.
She wanted to curl up on someones lap and rip their throats out at the same time.. as if somehow caught between the violent shapeshifting of wereolves.. after eons still hushed stories in the dark.
Shiu - Sun, 02/15/2015 - 11:36am
Kaibab Forest, somewhere around Trader's Flat
Charlotte - Sat, 02/14/2015 - 9:31am
Charlotte halted the bike. An ant head, several legs and antennas dangled from the side of her bike. She collected the trophies thinking she was some kind of hunter. She had no idea what to do with the parts, but she imagined that was what a great hunter or perhaps even a warrior would do.
Charlotte - Sat, 02/14/2015 - 7:33am
Charlotte raced across the dried yellow grass. Something was skittering low to the ground in front of her, something grotesquely oversized. It was the size of a medium sized dog, its body bright red scaled. Tiny hairs stood out on its legs and covered its scaly torso. Large antennas stuck out from its head and as Charlotte approached, the antennas seemed to vibrate, and then the grotesquely large fire ant fearlessly met her charge.
Engel - Fri, 02/13/2015 - 2:40pm
Beau Tavern, yesterday
"Are you tired of freedom?" - she asks me, her voice... like a drug.
She makes your skin crawl in all the right places and it is just the right amount of wrong. Maybe a hint over the right amount. Yeah definitely in the region of wrong now when I think about it. Wrapped up in leather, you can feel her skin stretched, like that skin of a dead animal she is wearing. And just a grain of sweat. What is that.... vanilla?
Charlotte - Fri, 02/13/2015 - 12:27pm
She was riding her motorcycle next to him, they were driving on tiny tracks through the forest and she raised her voice to him. “Did you hear what I said?”
“Oh no, sorry?”
“I said, so it wasn’t her?”
“No. No… She shot me.” He said and laughed.
Charlotte cried out, “She SHOT YOU?”
“Are you going to explain that?”
“As soon as I understand it myself... you will be the first to know.”
Shiu - Fri, 02/13/2015 - 12:26pm
As she was walking in the tavern, she felt alive. Of course she loved her retirement and living in a village far from everything else , but that was what made her life real; that was what made or what used to make her life living.
Michael Destefano - Mon, 02/09/2015 - 1:14pm
((A small tribute to the merc of the wasteland. Get well soon Reavy.))
Michael Destefano - Mon, 02/09/2015 - 1:10pm
18 months passed since that fateful day when Reavy and Strelok captured and imprisoned him. Surely, most would think he was dead by now. Perhaps not forgotten, but reduced to a vague memory like some bad dream that took place long ago. In the apocalypse, time is forgiving.
Or so he hoped.
Engel - Sat, 02/07/2015 - 7:47am
(could be considered mature reading)
You can't come down to earth
You're swelling up, you're unstoppable
LifeNet bunker NF-3, morning
Deon Kenney - Thu, 02/05/2015 - 3:08pm
( I decided to make a scenic introduction to Deon's background since I haven't formally wrote any. Critique and opinions are appreciated as always. )
Michael Destefano - Wed, 02/04/2015 - 6:29pm
For nine months, he sat in that dark room, finally forgotten and thrown away like a toy that was no longer fun to keep around.
Until the day came.
The day of his release.
Kase Mcilwrath - Mon, 01/26/2015 - 12:19pm
[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wh33uOP18bg - Listen until next song link]
Ben's face drips of sweat as he hears nothing but faded and foggy screams. He slowly opens his eyes only to face a concrete wall, He stands up blinking his eyes tightly as he squints seeing nothing but flood lights come into the room. He turns his head to the left seeing huge thick iron bars with a metal door. He approaches the metal bars rattling them to try and break them as he shouts.
notheredave - Sat, 01/10/2015 - 1:37am
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Michael Destefano - Mon, 12/22/2014 - 4:41am
((This entry is a bit longer than usual, call it a christmas present if you like ;) Nonetheless, I hope you enjoy.))
Mammal - Sun, 12/21/2014 - 3:57am
Either way, win or lose
when you're born into trouble - you live the blues
There was a sign next to the plain lemon colored tent. The sign read: "LET THE WASTELAND MUTANT READ YOUR MIND - admission 2 white chips."