[B]NOTE: PLAY THREAD MUSIC- YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT.[/B]
[img]http://replantingtherainforests.org/site/images/stories/Borneo/borneo_before_reforestation.jpg[/img]
Thread Music (slightly disturbing)
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uzOb3UhPmig&feature=related[/media]
You have just emerged from your bunker, after waiting for four months since a widescale world wide exchange of genocide by way of all out nuclear war.
You are armed, you have your hand pump water filter, NBC suit, replacement filters, ThryoSafe iodine tablets, and some MRE's.
[I]It is very upsetting to see this. Rubble is everywhere, and there is a dead deer across the yard over there. There are dead dogs and dead ravens around it. The Geiger Counter is showing only a few mr/h over the legally safe limit, which is odd because it should not be this low until a few more weeks to a few months from now. I need to take a seat for a moment. I am worried and confused.[/I]
I'll fap over the dead bodies.
[QUOTE=Revan564;25373972]I'll fap over the dead bodies.[/QUOTE]
You are the first one I must destroy to provide my family with food.
I'll cut off the stem to keep the meal clean.
After four months, it would be perfectly safe to emerge from shelter.
That isn't to say you wouldn't be at the mercy of other hazards. Radiation exposure would be the least of your problems.
Also, wasn't that music used in Children of Men?
e: just realised it's a daveofdefeat thread
I break my spine attempting auto-fellatio.
[QUOTE=Symmetry;25374571]After four months, it would be perfectly safe to emerge from shelter.
That isn't to say you wouldn't be at the mercy of other hazards. Radiation exposure would be the least of your problems.
Also, wasn't that music used in Children of Men?[/QUOTE]
There will still be radiation that can cause sickness over long periods of stay at about this time. After about two years, radiation tends to come back to normalized background levels. Although, this all depends on the individual person. Some people can get sick and die from 4 weeks exposure to just a few microroentgens over the normal limit in odd cases, but not unheard of.
And yes it was, but the actual piece was composed by Krzysztof Penderecki in 1960. [B][I]He was only 27 when he made this score.[/I][/B]
[editline]13th October 2010[/editline]
[QUOTE=Symmetry;25374571]
e: just realised it's a daveofdefeat thread[/QUOTE]
And your point?
.......my mum...my dad.....my wife.....and my son and daughter......
THEY ALL SURVIVED THE WW 3 LIKE ME :v:
We all speak Chinese now.
这吮吸屁股
[QUOTE=jason3232;25378307].......my mum...my dad.....my wife.....and my son and daughter......
THEY ALL SURVIVED THE WW 3 LIKE ME :v:[/QUOTE]
even ansberry
Better thread music imo :
[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k70iKGjr-Zs[/media]
Well since the OP added some good text, let's make some RPish text :
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[i]The silence... The cursed, old, deadly silence... I just couldn't bear it anymore. My eyes slowly opened as I found myself in a long, dark corridor. No sound here, only the long and familiar song of the wind running through this abandoned place. Ignoring the long lasting pain in my limbs, I got up and tried standing still, my blurry vision preventing me from knowing where I were, and what I was supposed to do on such a forgotten place.
I took a dirty rag out of my pocket, and swiped all the dust on the slightly cracked visor of my gas mask, winking repetitively to clear up my vision. As I looked at the long corridor, barely lightened by the broken, dusty and sometimes barricaded windows on its left wall , the long moan of a starving wolf resonated, my spine starting to slightly chill. I looked for my revolver, checking all the possible pockets of my coat, only finding dust and some old money I just couldn't use anymore. I clenched my fists, and stared at the big, dark hollow standing at the end of the corridor. It wasn't a wolf, but it was starving.
I turned away and started running, as fast as I could. No weapon, no way to fight against this giant mutant thing running after me. The only thing I could do was ignoring my fear and pain, and play hide & seek with the devil.
And wish I was born two centuries earlier.
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