Author Topic: Clearer Pines: Spoilers, I ain't going to run out of Oldies.  (Read 1339 times)

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[[Whelp I've rewritten the storyline... again... it went from a "subtle" commentary on Cold War Paranoia, the Red Scare, and American Xenophobia. Too... beating you over the head with it, congrats, this went from exploration and surviving in the woods and fighting commies; to Rambo First Blood meets Friday the 13th. I don't know whether to be p!ssed or impressed. Also sorry Hibou, I guess being a sane woman isn't possible.]]

Are you sure we should be doing this...

You take aim, it only makes sense to kill them... right? Maybe you are fucked in the head... no you're protecting your country...

You stick the barrel of the rifle through the bush and move some of the leaves away, you see the woman leave the trailer carrying a huge slab of ribs wrapped in butcher paper, blood soaking the underside of the paper. And a very young man tending to a grill, putting more charcoal in it, making plenty of ruckus, perfect. You take aim and gun down the man first, straight in the chest, he drops the bag of charcoal, blood flies out of the wound painting the grill.

The woman screams and drops the ribs, you take her out next cleanly. Shot to the head and she's no more. You pull the bolt back and eject the cartridge, it giving off the eargasmic sound of a 'ping'... you realize that two bullets ejected from the gun. What?

You skin them, and butcher them. But you don't eat any, you're not hungry. And you make a mask out of both their faces so you have a fashion sense.



Needs

Hunger: |.|.|.|.|

Thirst: |.|.|.-.-

Sleep: |.|.|.|.|

Hygiene: |.|.|.|./

Bladder: |./.-.-.-

Bowels: -.-.-.-.-

Fatigue: -.-.-.-.-




Your Inventory [Using: Large Leather Backpack]

Weapons
Weapon: [Hunting Rifle] [7/7 Rounds] [Bolt Action] [Reload Type: Insert/Clip]
Melee/Tool: [Flashlight] [60 Turns of light] [Okay for bashing]
Ammo: [x2 Boxes of 308. (28 Bullets)]

Gear
Items:
1. [Roll of Rough Toilet Paper] [3 Left] [Great Fuel for Fire]
2. [Compass] [Current Direction: Facing North]
3. [Fever Reducer] [5 Uses left] [Doubles as pain reliever]
4. [Rope] [Currently being used as a belt]
5. [Human Skin Mask] [Description: Carl, CARRRL! It's not right to make masks out of humans.] [Male]
6. [Human Skin Mask] [Description: Charles Manson would be proud.] [Female]
7. []

Food

1. [MRE] [Taste like crap] [Sodium: Causes thirst to go down by two parts] [Filling: 2 Full Bars added!]
2. [MRE] [Taste like crap] [Sodium: Causes thirst to go down by two parts] [Filling: 2 Full Bars added!]
3. [Bottles of Clean Water] [Tastes like Water] [Satiating: 2 Full Bars Added!]
4. [Cans of Spram] [Acquired Taste] [Sodium: Causes thirst to go down by two parts] [Filling: 2 Full Bars Added!]
5. [Human Meat] [Description: You fuckers need Jesus]
6. [Human Meat] [Description: You fuckers need Jesus]
7. []

I really am starting to hate doing this to be honest

 

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