THE ORB WAS THE FIRST, SPROUTING TWISTED OFFSPRING (llama)

[God Bebi Satan]

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Entity: Crude
Location:Golden Gate Station; Entrance
[START TIMER]
Time: Day 1, Year 1

The station itself was mostly destroyed, all windows were boarded, the trains were formed around the entrances to form crude barricades separating looter from beast.  A pair of two sturdy oak doors stand between you and the main chamber of the station. There is also a ticket booth that looks mostly unopened.

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INVENTORY

8x Food Rations
-Cured meats
-Bread
-Pickles
-Butter
-sugar beets and tart apples
1x Glass Jar
1x Pickling Salts, Pouch Of
1x Can Opener
1x C&S Sporting Shotgun
-Wooden Furniture
-3 Round Sporting Magazine Tube
-3+1 Current Capacity
-Light Scratches
8x Shotgun Shells, Bobandy Brand 000 'Sporter's Choice' Buckshot,
-One shell slightly chewed, reasons unknown, most likely functional
18x Pieces of small valuable rocks including gemstones and gold to use for bartering
3x Four-Segment Valium (Diazepam) Bars
-One bar is missing three segments, leaving one segment remaining
-Stored in a folded sheet of butcher's paper, the bottle long since having been smashed against something
1x Cigarette Lighter
-Brushed brass finish
-Recently filled with fuel
[END]

[llama]

With my bag slung over my shoulder and my shotgun pointing downward, I walk to the double doors and open them up, anticipating whatever is on the other side.

[God Bebi Satan]

Entity: Crude
Location:Golden Gate Station; Lobby
Time: Day 1, Year 1

Inside is a vast array of crudely formed buildings, all lit by smokey cloth torches. Through the haze that filters out through a shattered skylight, you can see a merchant's stall and some kind of public house. There's also a pair of hideous humanoid forms busking.

[llama]

My face immediately forms into a look of disgust; one eye squinted, a clenched yet still slightly open mouth. I am considering starting my purge right now, but then again it wouldn't last long; I'm sure a mob would have me as soon as I run out of shotgun shells. Hm.
I walk past both the merchant and the two "musicians", sticking my chin up us I walk to show how I am better. Perhaps there is somewhere I could go out of civilization to begin making a name for myself? Or employment opportunities that would lead me out of this place?

[God Bebi Satan]

Entity: Crude
Location:Golden Gate Station; Red Line; Tunnel 5
Time: Day 1, Year 1

You come to find several masked and well armed figures standing by one of the metro tunnels. They look shady and willing to deposit a small sum of money for assistance. One of them hails you over with an obscenity and a wave of his rifle.

[llama]

"Of course." I say with false glee, "Just know to let me do it my own way. Success will still be certain with much less heartache on your end." Gesturing with my head to the one who called, I say, "If I can do that, no accidents will happen to any of you on my end."

[God Bebi Satan]

Entity: Crude
Location:Golden Gate Station; Red Line; Tunnel 5
Time: Day 1, Year 1


The masked fellows look to you with curiosity, looking down and tapping their boots with their increasingly sturdy looking rifles. One with a crown painted onto his armor steps up. "We're heading down this tunnel, it leads into some spooky shit. You need a lantern or something before heading out?" He asks, adjusting his face mask, tapping it for posterity.

[llama]

I shrug, tapping my own tinted vision, "My sense of hearing is really something. When I pull the trigger, I hear the pellets rip into the flesh of those in front of it!" I laugh at my own jest, looking to the masked men who are more than likely not enjoying my humor under their mask. After a recollection of myself, I shake my head, "No, I'm ready to go."

[God Bebi Satan]

Entity: Crude
Location:The Fracture's Metro Tunnels; Red Line; Tunnel 5; Tracks
Time: Day 1, Year 1

Time passes as you come to find the distant light of day just a few miles down. You seem to have lost one of the group's numbers somewhere down the tunnel. You were warned to not think on it. The dim light approaches as you do the same. There is a maintenance door just a few feet ahead. The light is approaching.

[llama]

With sudden realization, I scurry forward to the maintenance door, throwing the men to the side if need be to get into it.

[God Bebi Satan]

Entity: Crude
Location:The Fracture's Metro Tunnels; Red Line; Tunnel 5; Tracks
Time: Day 1, Year 1

You touch the door as the light reaches the men behind you.
If as through a deranged vision, you awaken on the other side of the door.
The maintenance hall contains a first aid kid on the wall and several light fixtures going to the horizon.

[llama]

I pick up the med kit for no other reason than it could be useful later. Not for me, of course; I could use it to kill someone later if I run out of bullets. What? I'll find a way.
Before proceeding down the very long hallway, I ready my shotgun and shoot down it, hoping to catch any hostiles with the spray of pellets.

[llama]

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[God Bebi Satan]

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