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Prison Life

akje said
"It takes a lot more effort to keep myself entertained. So many more things to play with outside."Jerid laid on his bed as if visiting a psychiatrist and slowly enjoyed the apple."That and I'm locked up with a bunch of dangerous lunatics, I mean, not all of them are all bad. But most of them are revolting and dangerous."..."So all in all. I'm going to have to say I'm not enjoying your 'hotel'"

"well, you could allways leave on bail? nah your never leaving!"

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

on his way leaving the school he heard someone wanted him to wait, he ignored it and kept going, within a couple of minutes he was at a petrol station, due to his bike being electric he was alight on fuel as he could peddle to create power for the bike, he was mainly looking for a truck of sorts as it would have the weight to shove things and the space for a mobile home of sorts, a place he could park his bike and maybe hold some freinds in.

Prison Life

"good good. thats all." he was proud of his work, shame no can know about this. "so, how are you enjoying my hotel?"

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

one can get lucky, but im only going to write when ethers a response

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

oh no hes moving away from the burning building, ill say gets to a petrol station where he gets a school bus working

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

its been edited

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crap i posted it late and then i read it.

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

"god hes gone," he was still firing off shots "well ive lost all Intel on the bandits were about now" he said to himself. he took a long walk back to his supply bag, he bent over and changed his jacket for a long trench coat, he put a fed on and rummaged around for his un-sawnoff shotgun. he found it at the bottom of the bag and slung it round his back, he was carrying his bag with him when he got to the door, he layed her down and grabbed his bike and went off to find some food. hopefully he may find a grocery shop

Prison Life

Charles started hammering away at keys creating commands, he finds one guard who seems to only avoid the work. he creates a fake radio message saying for a prisoner to gain a apple immediately and if he doesn't he will be fired. the guard is up in a flash and on his way.

To Survive the End. (Post Apocalyptic Rp)

oh no hes pulled off the chase, i just haven posted it yet