"protocol three: protect the pilot."
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"protocol three: protect the pilot."
Roadhog stared at the tourists for a moment and looked how tired they were. He thought about how much trouble and trauma that they had to deal. It was unusual for him to care about somebody, especially a group of tourists. But he couldn't leave them to rot away in the hell that Mako made. So, he turned and walked away from both Junkrat and the tourists without saying a word. Roadhog went outside and saw dozens of captured vehicles, knowing that most of them had their parts stripped and sold to other junkers. Regardless, he spent several minutes looking at the hood of a fee dozen tour buses and jeeps until he found one that looked recently stolen. It was a tour bus that looked like it could fit everyone, and the parts haven't been touched. So, it was the tourists' way of escaping back to civilization if there was enough fuel. Roadhog headed back inside and said towards the tourists, "Follow me."
The tourists obeyed his order and followed him outside. Roadhog pointed at the bus and explained, "Get out of here. Go south and you will make it to the border. And then, never come back here again."
As the tourists got on the bus, one of them sat in the driver's seat, looked at Roadhog, and asked, "What happens if we run out of fuel?"
"Then you run."
He watched as the tour bus drove off and believed that they weren’t going to make it to the border. But it was better than leaving them with no chance of surviving. Roadhog pulled out the map of Junkertown and knew it was essential to the plan. Now, they needed something to distract the guards.
The tourists obeyed his order and followed him outside. Roadhog pointed at the bus and explained, "Get out of here. Go south and you will make it to the border. And then, never come back here again."
As the tourists got on the bus, one of them sat in the driver's seat, looked at Roadhog, and asked, "What happens if we run out of fuel?"
"Then you run."
He watched as the tour bus drove off and believed that they weren’t going to make it to the border. But it was better than leaving them with no chance of surviving. Roadhog pulled out the map of Junkertown and knew it was essential to the plan. Now, they needed something to distract the guards.
Roadhog didn't believe what he witnessed on the battlefield as the creature torn the Bastion apart. He didn't know what the fuck happened or wanted to know, since it helped secure victory. Now that the battle was over, Roadhog got out of cover and looked around to see some of the people got wounded. Especially the cowboy. He was foolish for charging at the Bastion without a single care in the world and he paid for that. Bastion was a difficult machine to face whenever Overwatch bought it along during missions. But, Roadhog learned how to defeat it after a painful lesson. Even the hogdrogen wasn't enough to heal the wounds until Moria "upgraded" it. Speaking of which, he went to check if the container was still empty since there wasn't any way of refilling it. Then, he saw it was already filled.
It wasn't possible. That container should have remained empty since he used it earlier. Suddenly, Roadhog heard his "nickname" being mentioned regarding getting his "senses back." He had enough waiting around and wanted answers now. Naturally, Roadhog walked towards the woman with determination to get answers. He was annoyed that he barely knew what the hell was going. He didn't know who or what was Galeem. He didn't know what happened that made him lose his "senses." And he planned on getting his questions answered even if it meant getting violent.
"I am sick and tired of waiting for answers." Roadhog said angrily while walking and still holding his shotgun. "I want to know what the fuck is going on? Who is Galeem? What are souls? Where am I? And why am I here?"
"And you." Roadhog pointed at the woman that talked to him earlier. "What do you mean that I lost my 'senses.' Answer me or else."
Well, shit. So many wounded. Only if there was something to fix that. lol
I am sorry but we are full, @officaz.
Well, the concept of zombies doesn't exist in this world. Romero never existed, The Last of Us was never made, and World War Z wasn't published. The zombie pop culture never existed to begin with. Hopefully, it helps answer your question @Andreyich.
Basically what Euphonium said, @Andreyich.
@Inkarnate, @Andreyich, @DruSM157, @Firecracker_, @Symphoni, @Bea, @Skelm, and @StarLordess. Alright, the ooc and ic has been posted. And I want to say that I and my Co-GM will be controlling how this virus spreads since we have an idea on how it will play out.
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