Armed and Dangerous
Congratulations! You scored 86%!

You made it out, alive and well supplied. You probably even kept most of your party alive too. You know what to look for, what to take, and when to just run. You even feel a strange inkling to go back. If you did, you'd probably do just fine.


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Stress sucks. It keeps me up at night and on occasion makes my stomach bleed. I want to see Serenity tonight, but I spent all of my money on gas trying to escape from Rita. Not to mention the fact that I might not get paid for the week that was mandatory evacuation time, leaving me with too little cash to pay my bills this month. I can't wait to ( Read more... )

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Ah-ah, I know what you're thinkin'; "Did he fire six shots or only five?", Well to tell you the truth I forgot myself in all this excitement, but being as this is a .44 magnum, the most powerful handgun in the world and it could blow your head clean off, you have to ask yourself one question; "Do I feel lucky?". Well, do you, punk ( Read more... )

Alright, now Rita is a cat 2 and gaining speed. If we get hit with the brunt of the storm surge then the Clear Lake area will be destroyed and I am growing ever-more paranoid. If it scores a direct hit on us then Galveston will be underwater...Clear Lake area...blasted. I can't help but wonder what it would take in human engineering to slow the ( Read more... )

It looks like it's time to evacuate. Rita is coming, and from the looks of it, she's bringing Hell with her. I'm not worried about my stuff, as my apartment is on the second floor (I just moved away from being a block away from the Gulf, luckily), except for my car. It's like 6 inches off the ground and it doesn't float. So Amanda and I are headed ( Read more... )

SHAZAM!!!!

Ack! My aching bones as I claw my way to the surface up from underneath the Earth of silent lucidity. (I love long, elaborately descriptive sentences) I've decided to post as the completion of Wind Wailer (zomboids comics presents #1 short story) rests in my hands a bit longer. It is now my task to do the finishing (something my lazy ass should ( Read more... )

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