Ingame
You are inside a transit bus moving through a street. The seating is stained and the windows are barred and splashed with blood. Also with you are Volker (60HP), Ross (55HP), Franklin Aichon (50HP), Axel (60HP), Jen (50HP), Izzy (50HP) and Tammy (40HP).
The engine is running and in mostly good condition. The gas tank is full.
Somebody has spraypainted abandon onto a seat.
There is another vehicle here.
- The two-vehicle convoy has moved some indeterminate distance away from where you last where. Looking out, you see empty streets. There is no sign of the dead, and this area is so old and forgotten that plant material has begun sprouting up through cracks in the pavement. Passing by a supermarket, you see a car in the parking lot with the rear door opened, shopping cart beside partially unloaded. In a perpetual state of an action cut short, the shopper long gone, the leavings not even picked by vagrant pickers.
You drift off into your thoughts, its purpose being so that every detail of conversation and movement need not be catalogued, if any weird such individual decided to make a clever list of them, and describe them as turns of sorts.
Since your last turn:
- • Voices shift in and out of attention. (50 seconds ago) ...and again. (now)
- • Tammy says "Oi! Voilker! Can you make vroom noises? And screech when we round a corner?" (30 seconds ago)
- • Volker doesn't respond. (29 seconds ago)
- • Tammy says "Party popper…" (23 seconds ago)
- • Franklin Aichon says "Is he alright in the head?" (18 seconds ago)
- • Ross says "Are any of us?" (13 seconds ago?")
- • Franklin AIchon nods and shrugs. (10 seconds ago)
- • Izzy says "...We are as the world instructs us to be. Our silent companion is no different." (3 seconds ago)
Possible actions:
- Next
Inventory:
- You carry a knife, a journal and a bloodied radio. You have a pistol (15) and three spare magazines inside your vest pouches. You are wearing a tactical vest, blue jeans, a white T-shirt and a pair of shoes.
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User:A Helpful Little Gnome
