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Don't Panic (A Post-Apocalyptic, Semi-Literate RP)

Started by Light, December 26, 2008, 07:42:04 PM

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jnfs2014

"Sure," Lance replied. "Until then, I'll keep watch.

Red

"Ok, thanks..." Josh said, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in.

jnfs2014

"If you lay on me," Lance demanded, trying to be both humorous and serious at the same time,"I WILL kill your ass off this boat."

Red

(( D: ))

"Don't worry, I won't." Josh replied, looking at the level of gas. "Looks like we have 2-3 hours of gas left. If you want to sleep, wake me up, ok?"

jnfs2014


"Sure." Lance sighed.

I...wonder how my parents are doing. Are they ok? Will they welcome me back. Why am I in a boat with a complete stranger, anyways?

Red


jnfs2014

((Because it was you or the sand crab, and if I stave, I can eat you. Sh0rTi was right.))

Red

((Actually, I think it's because I'm awesome like that. :|))

Josh fell half asleep. He was unable to fall asleep, because he was sea sick.

jnfs2014

((No.))

Lance noticed Josh's sickness.
"Same for barfing."

Red

((How would you know anyway? :| Seriously, it's because I'm awesome like that.))

"Don't worry, I'm fine..." Josh said, trying to fake that he was alright.

jnfs2014

((*sigh* Should've picked the sand crab.))

"I sure hope so."

Red

((YEAH YOU SHOULD'VE))

"Well, I'm not really that tired anymore." said Josh, shutting off the engine. "I'm going to row. I think it's best if we save the gas for when we're both tired."

jnfs2014

"Sure," Lance replied, now rowing with his gunblade.

Light

((Actually, it's more close to 6:30))

The sun was just beginning to rise over the island of Traceasa. The sun has vanquished the terrible night Harver noticed that David was awake. "Have a bit of insomnia?"
Holy crap all my sigs were always poop. Best leave this space alone.

Anarchy_Jas

"Aww, darnit," Jas snaps out of the daze she was in, blinking a couple of times. "Some watch I kept." 'If something came along, and Harver wasn't awake, we'd all be screwed. Good job, Jas...' She sighs once she's done scolding herself.

((And with that said brb, midnight... 2AM snack!))
"I know they hope I fall, but tell 'em winning is my muthaeffin protocol."