Post- apocalyptic news

[Atom Bomb]

It's been 3 years since you and the others have settled into your new underground home. Life, as expected, has been dreary and solitary. Observations have found that it hasn't stopped snowing outside for the last three years. Food and water supplies are half used up, but, even with strict rationing, the gasoline that has been fueling your underground survival has almost disappeared.  So far no one has been able to find a solution to the fuel problem, but with the anticipation of leaving the shelter to find a new source of fuel has given the Taos survivor anxiety. An attempt to open the blast doors ended disasturously. It appears that something has blocked the door from opening outward, and in trying so the main gears inside the door mechanism were stripped and destroyed beyond repair. Before panic of being buried alive spread beyond intial stages, three brave volunteers stepped forward and proposed a plan. They were going to shimmy up the communications shaft and try to find spare gasoline and parts. But after hours of silence brought no word of their success, and when hours turned to days and there was no response from them, hope of their success and survival has all but vanished. Now, with 13 days of fuel left to power the shelter, a new assembly has been called to surface and find the supplies needed and the missing search team. This time leaders in the shelter ask for enough people for two teams to search the surface. With the prospect of being buried between the scorpions below and the snows above, everyones anxiety is very high. It is critical the eams find the needed supplies, with out them all will perish. Faliure is not an option.....

[Atom Bomb]

ok... the last game was a bit goofy. I didnt know who to throw in as NPC, and consequently since most of the celebrities (mainly the celebrities) don't really have a part in the story, I will be willing to accept suggestions on who would be a better pick for NPC flare.

So let the suggestions fly...

Also, and more importantly, start telling me what you guys have done during the last three years. I suppose the second new shelter was left alone, since burning out the scorpions is kind of silly in an eclosed enviorment, and there are no pesticides on hand. I will be posting a little more info on the three years during the next couple of days. I wanted to read ya'lls posts first. As for xp, the total amount will be 18,072 divided by 7. Which should level most, if not all. Attributes that were lost due to EMP's, have been regained. But if you lost more than half of you total.... you will learn how that effects you on thursday.

OK..have fun! Sorry it took me while.... but it's up now.

[hoa nguyen]

Since we're stuck in this shelter for a long time, I'm a call a truce with Officer Mike. I am not apologizing for anything I did, just letting him know I got his back if he got mine. Straight up.

Mike can choose to accept it or not. I don't give a fuck. I just figure it's gonna be easier for us to survive if we're looking out for each other instead of pulling guns on each other and shit.

I already had some shit to say to Tennant and the reporter. From now on, it should be cool between me and those two.

I don't know much about what we should be doing to keep ourselves alive, so if Buck or Johnny or somebody who's got military training wants to tell me what to do, I will get on it. I know my way around a kitchen, I can crawl around small spaces or whatever you need. I'll even exterminate scorpions.

[Joe Jack Onassis]

I know my way around a kitchen

Awesome, you know your place.

[hoa nguyen]

I know my way around a kitchen

Awesome, you know your place.

See, I try to be nice for one minute and you fucking with my shit.

Fuck the kitchen, then -- I won't set foot in it. I was trying to feed you something healthy instead of all that nasty truck stop food that you people eat. That's why you all smell so fucking bad.

[Joe Jack Onassis]

Joe Jack will spend his time in the shelter trying to keep morale up.  I also will attempt to find out what I can about Armitage and all that, figuring that someone else besides Tennant and Stephanie will know something.  If I take 10 on my rolls that should give me mid-twenties on a gather information check.  I'll also be watching Hoa shake her ass around in the kitchen, washing dishes and shit, fixing my supper, keeping the coffee hot.  That's way nicer than having to watch Johnny do women's work.

And I'll stay out of the nun's way.  She is fucking batshit crazy.

[Joe Jack Onassis]

I know my way around a kitchen

Awesome, you know your place.

See, I try to be nice for one minute and you fucking with my shit.

Fuck the kitchen, then -- I won't set foot in it. I was trying to feed you something healthy instead of all that nasty truck stop food that you people eat. That's why you all smell so fucking bad.

What the fuck, I was paying you a compliment.  It's refreshing to find a traditional woman these days.  I was even going to try to find a frilly little apron for you, like a "kiss the cook" or a "bless this mess" kind of thing.

[Johnny The Cook]

I spend most of my time in the kitchen...it is a full-time job feeding all these people. I welcome Hoa's help or anybody else's for that matter as long as the recognize that I'm in charge of the mess. I make reasonably healthy food served with loads of cream gravy and hot sauce. I set up the following routine for meals: The core group of seven (minus the cook who eats last of course) gets served first, next the Republican National Committee and their bodyguards since they are used to special treatment, next the other rich folks and finally the rabble. Everybody gets the same thing in the same proportions.

I remind the SS agents periodically that they are supposed to be exterminating the scorpions.

[Joe Jack Onassis]

If it's cool with Johnny I will let Hoa sleep with me on her birthday.  I don't know if Johnny wants to risk his assistant having a bun in the oven.

[Brand Nar Gath]

If it's cool with Johnny I will let Hoa sleep with me on her birthday.  I don't know if Johnny wants to risk his assistant having a bun in the oven.

man, now that boy is talking like a druid!

[hoa nguyen]

I know my way around a kitchen

Awesome, you know your place.

See, I try to be nice for one minute and you fucking with my shit.

Fuck the kitchen, then -- I won't set foot in it. I was trying to feed you something healthy instead of all that nasty truck stop food that you people eat. That's why you all smell so fucking bad.

What the fuck, I was paying you a compliment.  It's refreshing to find a traditional woman these days.  I was even going to try to find a frilly little apron for you, like a "kiss the cook" or a "bless this mess" kind of thing.

I've seen first hand how well "tradition" works for you in this country. It ended up with my dad nearly working himself to death and my mom nearly drinking herself to death. Fuck that. If you want shit here, you take it. You don't sit around being somebody's subservient little girl.

And don't flatter yourself, củ chuối. I wouldn't sleep with you if you were the last fucking man in the world. I would rather let the human race die out that mingle with your inferior fucking inbred gene pool. And by, the way, take a fucking shower. You smell like fucking livestock.

[Johnny The Cook]

If it's cool with Johnny I will let Hoa sleep with me on her birthday.  I don't know if Johnny wants to risk his assistant having a bun in the oven.

I don't mind. We may be all that's left of the human race, forcing us to set up a breeding program. No exemptions...not even nuns!

Just watch out...I wouldn't want any bits of your anatomy ending up in the deep fryer.

[Brand Nar Gath]

If it's cool with Johnny I will let Hoa sleep with me on her birthday.  I don't know if Johnny wants to risk his assistant having a bun in the oven.

I don't mind. We may be all that's left of the human race, forcing us to set up a breeding program. No exemptions...not even nuns!

Just watch out...I wouldn't want any bits of your anatomy ending up in the deep fryer.

hey, a man's gotta eat.

[hoa nguyen]

If it's cool with Johnny I will let Hoa sleep with me on her birthday.  I don't know if Johnny wants to risk his assistant having a bun in the oven.

I don't mind. We may be all that's left of the human race, forcing us to set up a breeding program. No exemptions...not even nuns!

Just watch out...I wouldn't want any bits of your anatomy ending up in the deep fryer.

There will be no "bun in the oven." But there is, in fact, a "Glock in my waistband." And I won't think twice about blowing your dicks off if you get anywhere near me.

You can turn Julia Roberts, Mrs. Rumsfeld or even Sister Bea into baby machines, if you want. But I ain't playing that shit.

[Brand Nar Gath]

man she is an ice queen or what.?  where is the love?