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Miles End
By: Wetbizket Date: March 1, 2014, 12:03 am
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HTML http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jub8kSBEnzg
[center]MILES END[/center]
Vacant cars lines the streets, they sit still with no
drivers at the wheel, the sewers are muddied with a thousand
lonely suicides, tire fires spread throughout the city, a dark
wind blows; the black smoke fills the air. The Government has
gone corrupt and it is bleeding to death, were trapped inside
they’re circle. We all on so many drugs, everyone uses whatever
they can get their hands on, just to make it through the night,
we live inside with the curtains drawn; in the dark and in the
silent…
The sun has permanently gone down, its disappeared behind
thick black clouds that surround the entire city, outside
hundreds of birds flock in the sky circling for their next meal.
The skyline in the morning was beautiful; on fire, little beams
of sunlight that make it through the clouds reflect off the
twisted metal and wreckage within the city, everything is washed
out in an light orange haze…
It went like this; War, Crisis, Revolt, and Armageddon.
Buildings were bombed then they tumbled in on themselves, the
sounds of thunder and collapsing buildings distorted the air;
Mothers clutched their babies, grown men cried and pulled out
their hair, it was awful. Everyone was poisoned by the
government within the city; those who escaped beyond the city
limits have a chance. We were stuck and needed to get out; we
are living the last days of our lives on this planet, I can make
it a little longer, but my beautiful wife gets sicker every day,
if we can get out of here maybe she can die in peace.
With the last of the painkillers all swallowed up we had
to leave, we left with only the clothing on our backs, moving by
nightfall we inched our way to the perimeter of the city, but it
reeks of death and pollution, we avoid anyone from the
government, but it’s hard to tell them apart, they begin to look
more like raiders every day. We have to make frequent stops,
Jasmin’s time is limited, her sickness is spreading through her
body like a wildfire.
There you go! Just the Epilogue giving you a taste of whats to
come. I wrote the first chapter but I want to go over it again
before I post it, it gonna be a little longer, just so you get a
feel for the story! 8)
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Re: MILES END
By: cali soul Date: March 2, 2014, 6:32 am
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That was epic! more broski!
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Re: MILES END
By: Aussie Boy Date: March 4, 2014, 12:37 pm
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I thoroughly enjoyed that opening WB, good work son. Keen for
the next bit.
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Re: Miles End
By: OGDaboss Date: March 7, 2014, 7:03 pm
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The shoe fits the owner :D
the story fits it's creator, sick track kind of makes the
mothers clenching their babies bring a small tear to your eye
and those goddamn bombs dropping! but there's gotta be more to
it than a crooked government I mean sure they get mad and kill
people but why their own herd?, it's a conspiracy! what about
zombies?
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Re: Miles End
By: Yossi Date: March 16, 2014, 12:13 pm
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More! More! More!!!
;D
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Re: Miles End
By: Wetbizket Date: March 18, 2014, 6:21 pm
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HTML http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LvrLpLRLF2c
---Tyson Train---7:40 P.M---Miles City----
Tyson and his wife Jasmine stopped dead in their tracks,
gripping Tysons hand tightly Jasmine lifts up her arm and
points. In front of them is a group of Government Officers on
patrol, the sun is just starting to set, they can make out the
bright red armbands on their sleeves that they wear; confirming
that they are part of the Government. Tyson and Jasmine duck
down behind a burned out car on the side of the street. If the
Officers spot them they will kill them on site, civilians are
not allowed to be so close to the boarder of the city without
permission, or either they would just kill them for the fun of
it.
Jasmine coughs into her hand and sits down on the pavement and
leans up against the wrecked car, “Don’t give up yet baby, we’re
almost out.” Tyson says to Jasmine in a hushed voice, she closes
her eyes and lowers her head, making her shabby brown hair cover
her eyes .
Tyson counts out five Officers, they have an assortment of
weapons, one of them has an automatic machine pistol, they are
using a vintage police wagon from the 50’s era as a vehicle, it
even has functioning lights on the roof that are flashing. Tyson
and Jasmine have almost made it out of the city, the
neighborhoods are less dense and all the skyscrapers are far
behind them, a few miles ahead are the old chain link fences
that surrounds the city from the rest of the world, outside the
fence is forested country land, free of pollution and sickness.
Tyson scans the area trying to figure out a way past the crew of
Officers, they are stationed in a big empty supermarket
parking-lot. “If we stay low and stick to the side of this
building they might not see us, it’s the only choice we have,
the rest of the streets are blocked with rubble.” Tyson says to
Jasmine as she takes a few deep breaths. He puts his hand on her
chin and lifts her head up “If anything is to happen, I just
want you to know I still love you and I I’ll never leave you for
any reason!” Tyson whispers out with a tear in his eye, Jasmine
bites her lip and grins as she stands back up.
Tyson puts the hood up on his tattered grey zip up jacket
and grabs onto Jasmines hand, he leads her a crossed the street,
she holds tightly to his fist almost like a father pulling their
child behind them as they cross the street. They creep along the
side of a deserted strip mall sticking along the walls of the
building, the Officers are to the far left of them, they ignore
them and head in the opposite direction, as they reach the end
of the strip mall they dash along the parking lot towards the
alley a crossed the street from them Tyson looks back at the
Officers as the shuffle to the other side of the street, they
quickly turn into the alley.
Quickly they stop dead in their tracks again! Tyson and
Jasmine stand face to face with a lonely Government Office who
strayed from the pack, the Officer is taken by surprise, The
man’s face is filled with pockmarks and scars lightly covered up
by beard stubble, Tyson could tell by the Officers eyes he just
recently took heroin, the Officer blinked then tried reaching
for a metal club he had as a weapon in his belt, Tyson snapped
and attacked the officer, he shoved the Officer with his
shoulder and tripped forward as he tried taking the club from
the man’s hand, the officer yelled then hit Tyson square in his
jaw, it cracked as his fist slid past his mouth and down his
cheek.
Tyson and the Officer fought with each other for the
moment, Tyson fought to get the club from the Officers hands, he
grabbed the lining of his jacket and pulled him to the ground,
the officer dropped the club making it clank off the cold
concrete, the Officer gabbed a hold of Tyson's legs as he tried
to intercept the club, Tyson stumbled but was able to pick up
the club by its makeshift handle, the Officer let off another
scream, without hesitating Tyson jumped up and began thrashing
on the Officer with the hard metal club, the man shouted in pain
as Tyson furiously swung the club into the man’s skull, each
swing Tyson let out a grunt and with each swing the Office grew
more quiet and motionless. Jasmine began to shout at Tyson but
all he heard was echoes and mumbles, he was in a rage, just then
a gunshot and ricochet of a bullet hitting the brick wall behind
them snapped Tyson out of his fit.
He stopped beating the man and looked back at Jasmine who
was looking back at the group of Government Officers scattering;
they began to run towards them shouting. “Grab my hand, lets
go!” Tyson demanded. Jasmine began to panic and fell to her
knees “Jaz! Baby let’s go!” Tyson shouted as he ran up to her
and grabbed her hand, he pulled her up and ran down the alley to
the end of it and turned left back onto the streets, the
Officers fired their guns at them but were missing because they
were far away from them. Tyson and Jasmine made it a good
distance away from the Officers, Tyson felt Jasmine tug on his
hand then jerk it, he looked back just as Jasmine was tumbling
to the ground, she fell down and went into a coughing fit, she
began to hack up blood onto the pavement, Tyson went to help her
back up.
The Rumble of an old engine, was heard behind them, the
Police wagon burst out of the alley and onto the streets, then
began to charge at them like a raging bull, Tyson scooped
Jasmine up in his arms and began to carry her, he ran down the
street with the Police wagon gaining, he turned the corner and
ran, quickly thinking, he ran towards the small roadside motel
on the outskirts of town, running around wrecked cars and tipped
over shopping cars he ran up to the small 6 room motel and found
a door that was unlocked, he frantically twisted the door know
with his finger tips as he balanced Jasmine in his arms, the
sounds of the Wagon were getting very close, he nudged the door
which read “3” on it, and like a miracle it opened up and they
fell inside the room.
Tyson flipped on his back and used his foot to kick the door
shut just as the Wagon turned the corner, he got up and quickly
closed the curtains on the window darkening the room, he looked
around the room, it was trashed, there was broken furniture and
shattered glass all over the floor, someone stole the bed frame
but left the mattress, Tyson laid the mattress up against the
window then pushed a torn up dresser and cabinet in front of the
door, he then got down on his knees and crawled over to Jasmine
who was gasping for a breath of air.
Tyson moved her into the bathroom where they hid in silence,
he put his hand over Jasmines mouth to keep her from coughing to
loudly, they listened as the rumble of the of V8 engine crept
down the road right by their room.
They could hear talking a yelling from the Officers as they
patrolled the street looking for them, it seemed like time had
slowed down as the Officers looked around, but finally the noise
of the engine vanished. For Hours they stayed in the same spot
and didn’t move a muscle at all, they were good at that, it what
they have been doing every night since this mess began, the sun
was gone and the darkness took over once again, for the past few
hours the Officers and the Police wagon went by twice, Tyson
would watch the flashing red and blue lights piece through the
curtains and flicker on the walls of the motel room, Just then
the door knob started to twist, the door creaked open an inch
before hitting the dresser and stopping, an Officers hand poked
through the little gap and felt around, his hand touched the
desk “Hey, gimmie some help with this door, some shits in the
way” They heard him say from outside the room.
Tyson's started to breath heavily, a second later the
Officers started to push on the door, it nudged a little further
open, the Officers gave it another push and it nudged another
inch forward, the moon light crept through the door opening and
so did a shadow of an officers head, it looked around for a
second and went away “Fuck its dark in there, gimmie your
flashlight.” “Jimmy has it, he’s in the wagon.” They chatter
with each other, “What the fuck man, they’re leaving without
us!” one of the hollered out from behind the door “Ah Hell, Fuck
it, it’s too much trouble let get out of here!” The other said.
“Those are some lucky bastards, the Wastelander diced up Tony
and is getting away with it!” The officer muttered out, just
then the footsteps of the 2 Officers could be heard running
away.
Tyson looked at Jasmine who finally stopped coughing, she
closed her eyes and yawned, Tyson knew that any day could be her
last, he would hold her tight every night, expecting to wake up
and find her dead he would restlessly try to stay up, but he was
just as sick as she was, he wondered if she felt the same way
about him.
Tyson grabs ahold Jasmines hand “You’re so beautiful.”
That’s all he could say, but it’s all that need to be said,
Jasmine fell asleep in his arms, Tyson dozed in and out for an
hour while, he waited for the Officers to come by again, but
they never did, he fell into a feverish sleep.
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Re: Miles End
By: Aussie Boy Date: March 19, 2014, 6:17 am
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Oh... My... God... and yours too. That was awesome WB,
beautifully written and very well done, the music in the
background helped so much in making this chapter.
Awesome work man, just awesome.
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Re: Miles End
By: OGDaboss Date: March 19, 2014, 7:00 pm
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How do we compete with your immersed over the top grand scale of
things deep thinking cranium WB? I enjoyed the premise but dude
your imagination stretches beyond the normal everyday limits in
creativity. that was two paragraphs of intense fighting and
running away from a possessed 50's police car out to kill a
lovely couple that trying to stay alive.
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