Shoe Thief

Will YOU Survive?

So I am going to be busy all day tomorrow pretty much. I meant to get my post up tonight but at this point it is not happening. I will try for after work tomorrow but that's still going to be late.

Rebirth [Closed]

So how is everyone?

The Walking Dead: To Greener Pastures

@XxLyraxX
It has been weeks since anyone other then us has posted, so I say do it. If someone else posts then great! But I think we can keep posting with out too much interference. And with that, weeks.

The Spring Break from Hell! {Closed}

So there is this Irish drinking song and there is one part of the song where it keeps repeating that everybody has died, or is dying, or is about to die. If it wasn't for the fact it was an Irish Drinking song I would say it's going to fit the next few post pretty well.

The Spring Break from Hell! {Closed}

I still think the calmly mentioning of the makeup was kinda funny. Maybe it was just me but I thought ti was funny.

The Spring Break from Hell! {Closed}

HUNTER! Staring in the queen bitch is coming PART II!

The Spring Break from Hell! {Closed}

Hunter Monroe

There is rarely an occasion where Hunter will raise his voice, in fact the only time he really speaks his mind is when he is really drunk. So the next few moments were interesting. Hunter stopped for a moment to let Delilah finish her rant, then he was going to attempt to calmly express himself. Which in his state may not last long at all. "Okay the, now that you are done it's my turn to complain and rant like a little kid." He said in a mocking voice. "First off, I want to point out that both Hunter, and Monroe are very common names. Chances are there is at least one if not more Hunter Monroe's." He clapped his hands together attempting to keep a happy face on. "I would also like to point out that I did get jail time! But not from hitting you with my car. No, I got jail time for driving drunk to get you bloody ass to the DAMN HOSPITAL!" Then he snapped. "Don't get me wrong! I know I am not perfect! But I tried! I was more then willing to take my punishment for what I did to you! I DID IN FACT! The only reason that I am not in prison now is because I begged your white collar daddy to please stop ruining my FUCKING LIFE! I lost everything from that day! I had to stop paying bills just to pay for a damn lawyer! I had to sell anything I had of value to pay for that lawyer against him! All I had left was the piece of fucking shit car that I won in a damn demolition DERBY!" His heart was racing, he was pretty sure it skipped a few beats. He wasn't sure if he was yelling or not, and at this point he didn't care.

His hands started following him as he continued his rant. "BUT! I suppose you wouldn't understand having to crawl your way from absolutely nothing now would you? You spoiled little BRAT! If you wanted something all you had to do was complain to daddy and he would get it for you! You know what I had to do if I wanted something more then my meals and rent? I WORKED FOR DAMN WEEKS! IF NOT MONTHS TO GET IT! If I couldn't afford rent or food I couldn't go beg my parents for money, no. I had two choices then, go beg my friends or sleep in my damn car until I had the money again!" He was about to continue, though his blood pressure and the contents in his stomach disagreed.

After stopping himself from throwing up he decided he wasn't done yet. He realized that he was making things worse, but if he didn't say what he was thinking now he thought he never would. "I also want to point out that I was in that damn hospital well your "Daddy" was off doing who knew what!" He thought deep down maybe he was traveling on the way, but that was besides the point. " AND YES! You have your reasons to be mad! I don't fucking blame you! But next time you decide to mention what people "Deserve", Think about the fact that most people, actually work a shit ton of hours just to even hope to get something decent." He was nodding in self approval. "Also before I forget I think I found some of your makeup in my car, I tried to call about that but you blocked my number and you dad said if I go near you again I could expect to see worse then the last court case. Also, I am not that drunk yet. I am going through AA now so HA! I FUCKING WIN!" He was really drunk, if that could be used to describe it.

Will YOU Survive?

@Alina13@Aintitfun1997
Hunter knew he had to fire guns up here sometimes, he normally didn't worry about it too much as long as he never fired more then one shot. One shot alerted those things you were near, two shots they could pick out your direction. Hunter set down the shotgun and grabbed the .22 rifle. It would still make a noise, and if a walker or two was around they may come for the sound. But it was quiet enough he shouldn't cause too much of a problem.

Hunter took aim with the rifle, though when he got his sights on one of the Coyotes he stopped. He held the rifle in his hands and was unable to fire it. It wasn't until the animal was almost on top of him Which if he was holding the shotgun he would have been fine. The small bullet went right into the coyote's chest, but it still had enough momentum to land right on top of him and start attacking him. Did the animal even know it had been shot? Did Hunter actually hit it?

Hunter eventually propped the rifle between him and the coyote and raised ti enough to fire into the animal several more times, eventually falling dead. Hunter stood up over the dead animal and fired the rest of the rifle into the coyote. Even attempting to fire into it after the rifle was empty. Once he snapped back to his senses he realized they were not backing off at all. They were not scared... Were they rabid? What if they were?!

Hunter ran over to one of the plastic containers within the camp and pulled out the box of .22 long bullets. The rifle held six shots but he only had the one clip. One loaded he attempted to take aim again. Though he was shaking, these were not walking corpses like before, these are living things. He knew he had to do something, sitting out like this they were dead. "The Truck! Get to the truck!" He figured at least in the back of the truck they would have some kind of advantage. Hunter himself grabbed the pumpaction and ran back with the .22 in one hand and the 12 gauge in the other.

The Spring Break from Hell! {Closed}

@XxLyraxX
Writing, problem is only made one decent story and took maybe 10 drafts for a 15 page project. Other then that I don't know. I don't do much gaming anymore, or most of my old hobbies... Damn I need to get a life again.

The Spring Break from Hell! {Closed}

I truthfully have no idea what I am interested in anymore. I think about it and nothing seems to come up at times. Is that concerning?