Post by 23skidoo on May 22, 2007 9:23:09 GMT -5
'Its been a grubby couple of days' thought Jojo, 'and my minds still not made up about these batshit crazees over there'
Jojo felt a little better for rest and crocodile tails. He'd managed to scrounge a few goodies from the factory too. Whoever left this place had obviously left in a hurry. Although he had found no guns or ammo he had gotten his mitts on a couple of half smoked havanas and a half bottle of rum. The cigars would have to wait though, the dead would home in on them from 100 yards and no stogie was worth that kind of noise.
The situation next door was still a bit disconcerting. He'd watched a big guy come out, shoot the whole place up then ride off into the sunset...although there was no horse, it just seemed like there should have been. His gunshots echoed from the distance shortly after but his fate remained a mystery for jojo. Most likely he was dead, or undead, thats just the way things were these days.
Since then 2 others had bulldozed their way in, leaving the cades loose and hanging, thankfully none had come though, but it wasn't installing any confidence.
Then the music and a lazer show?! Who the hell had the balls to party in these times. Maybe that was the deciding factor, not the tunes, they were poor, but fighting for the right to party, thats worth getting out the gutter for.
Jojo decided to wait for darkness, then he'd approach the bar and try to get inside. Hopefully he'd be greeted by something other than brain lust or buckshot......
Jojo felt a little better for rest and crocodile tails. He'd managed to scrounge a few goodies from the factory too. Whoever left this place had obviously left in a hurry. Although he had found no guns or ammo he had gotten his mitts on a couple of half smoked havanas and a half bottle of rum. The cigars would have to wait though, the dead would home in on them from 100 yards and no stogie was worth that kind of noise.
The situation next door was still a bit disconcerting. He'd watched a big guy come out, shoot the whole place up then ride off into the sunset...although there was no horse, it just seemed like there should have been. His gunshots echoed from the distance shortly after but his fate remained a mystery for jojo. Most likely he was dead, or undead, thats just the way things were these days.
Since then 2 others had bulldozed their way in, leaving the cades loose and hanging, thankfully none had come though, but it wasn't installing any confidence.
Then the music and a lazer show?! Who the hell had the balls to party in these times. Maybe that was the deciding factor, not the tunes, they were poor, but fighting for the right to party, thats worth getting out the gutter for.
Jojo decided to wait for darkness, then he'd approach the bar and try to get inside. Hopefully he'd be greeted by something other than brain lust or buckshot......