Apocalypse

@GOD [L Joe] L Joe spun around in surprise, jumping away from the sudden voice. He blinked dumbly, wondering if he's finally gone crazy and started hallucinating. He hasn't seen another live human being since he left. The stranger was around his age, grimy and battered as himself. Ljoe stares down the barrel of the gun, strangely unconcerned about the object. He opened his mouth to reply, and a strange croak came out from disuse and breathing the dusty air. He clears his throat and raises his hands in a gesture of ammity.

"Clothes and food?" He answers tentatively, eyeing the stranger as if he would disappear at any moment if L Joe blinks.

@Senpai [CHANGJO] It had been at least two weeks since Changjo had last seen any of his troop and he couldn't stay too long in one place. they would have to find him later, they understood the mission. They all had been dropped in to scout of safe zones, checking levels of radiation, but that had all went south when scavengers attacked. It was every man for themselves and Changjo had ran as far as his legs would carry him. He'd waited half a mile from the assumed rendeavu point pacing because the radiation levels were too high for him to wait in. Seeing none of them returned he continued on route, walking until he found something, following his compass. He grew more disheveled as the days went on, once a soldier clad in a dark uniform now Changjo hiked through the vast terrain, with ashen boots and a dirty off white t-shirt. Through the barren trees he finally sees the glittering of the water. He sighed in relief as he approached knowing that a base should be down the river but then a figure moved passed his view and his guard went up. Changjo stepped quickly and deliberately with his gun raised, approaching as quietly as he can, nearing closer and closer until he was right behind the man, "Hey you. What's in the bag?"

@GOD [L JOE] The sounds of dragging footsteps and breathing melt into one continue thrum after a while, L Joe finds. He's following the stream, because that's the only constant source of water. It's most definitely contaminated, but what isn't these days? He's got a single change of clothes in his pack, which is stuffed to the brim with as much food as he was able to scavenge. There's no communication. He hasn't seen a soul in days. Also, the sun is bloody hot, even through the strange, dusky sky.
His car had run out of gas long ago, and biking through this rubble is futile, so here he is. Trudging in this wasteland.
He knows there's a shelter somewhere, because even though his town was one of the first hit, but there must have been enough warning that other cities would have a much better survival rate. He doesn't know where he's heading, except to follow the stream away from the ghost town strewn with the corpses of everyone he knew.

@GOD Im studying too so it doesn't matter xD
Actually i think we need to plot a bit more because i still dunno what we're doing xD I'll tag you in the other room

@Senpai if it's me i will take long i know because im like writing this news thing for Illmatic and taking votes

@Senpai are you starting or me?

@Senpai right. What i had to do in the beginning womp

@GOD LMAO. Like now you have to be creative

where are you from? everything is a wasteland.
who are you? make up something WELL WTF LMAO

* rolls dice * gets a 6

* rolls dice * gets a 4

Goal: find the cure

* rolls dice * gets a 5

I am the smart one

* rolls dice * gets a 3

Everything is a wasteland

* rolls dice * gets a 4

Nuclear fallout

* rolls dice * gets a 3

Minwoo spotted the group by the tree. Moving so he was sat crouched in the shadow, his expression was that of a wide-eyed curious young child, even though he was 17. He had soon made his shadow dragon vanish from thin air once he spotted the group.

Minwoo walked through the park shadows silently with a small smirk on his young face. He had formed a small shadow dragon in his hand making his smirk turn into a childish grin, that showed how young he was and protrayed all the time.