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After Armageddon...can you survive?
 
[x] startled side turn
Naturally, I am so very amused. [The tone says otherwise. And there's the steady click-click-click of heels as she walks.] Jason, how about a little creativity? Hmm. Post-Apocalyptic has been done to death.

If I don't wake up in the next three minutes, I will start destroying parts of your brain, dear. Do not test me. [Followed by the sharp click of her NOC being switched off.]
[ It wasn't a very pretty sight inside the clinic when Angela finally came out of unconsciousness. Her gun wasn't at her side and she started flipping out at the sights of an unfamiliar place. It didn't matter that she was in a hospital or that they were trying to help her. The last time she was in a hospital, she was possessed by Satan's son. She ended up pinning one of the doctor's against the wall and demanding her gun and an explanation of the place. Thankfully they gave her what she needed, but they didn't explain much to her.

There's the sound of her fiddling around with the device before she finally figures out how to use it.]


Anyone care explaining this place better than the brief explanation I got from the medical staff here?
its the sulfur∟
[ If there's one thing that is annoying to this man, it's a lack of cigarettes. He's out. Yeah, he's supposed to quit....but...it didn't look like hell counted towards this realm, right? Besides he's been doing manual labor for the past week or so and there's no better reward. And when the sky starts raining flowers--cigarettes are needed. ]

Not fire, or rain. But flowers? This seems kind of cliche for a place called Paradise. Must be a catch.

[ A long, aggravated drag from the cigarette, then. ] This barter system bites. Though it's unlikely anyone has cigarettes, I can't keep getting callouses for every little thing I happened to need.

'The hell happened to a seven eleven? Paper exchange never hurt anyone.
27 Aug - ☾2 [Voice]
I don't suppose anyone would happen to have any high density silver bullets lying around, hm?

Or even a few flooded with ultraviolet radiation...

Damn Tanis...
the exorcist∟
[ Getting out of the clinic wasn't hard for such a sweet man like John. No offense to the nurses, but he'd spent enough of his days in a hospital like setting, thank you very much. He was the least bit amused that he was apprarently no longer in Los Angeles and had yet to see any familiar faces. Such wonderful things required questions. ]

I'm not buying this 'Paradise' crap for a minute. This place isn't hell, that much I know for sure, but what it is I have no idea.

Anyone care to share?

[ Please do. He really doesn't feel like going on a field trip. This was going to require a cigarette, cancer or not. He had one pack left and he was going to damn well smoke them. ]
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