Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Mar 18, 2009 20:02:54 GMT -5
The DJ could sense the sarcasm in Noah's voice.
"Guess no one really cares..."
The DJ grabs his map, a Paris Hilton CD, and the pistol Sarpek has given him. The DJ exits from the roof, running 5 blocks to an abandoned office building. The DJ sets up the Paris Hilton music.
"That should keep the bar clean..."
The DJ leaves the building and runs in the direction of Fort Creedy.
"Always have to do everything yourself, huh?"
The DJ leaps off a roof, and crashes through the window of a fire department. The DJ looks around and finds two axes in the closet. He grabs the axes and straps them on his back. He then leaves from the roof yet again, continuing his trek to Creedy.
The DJ, Noah, and Sarpek have all gone their separate ways, all for the sake of finding useful supplies.
"Guess no one really cares..."
The DJ grabs his map, a Paris Hilton CD, and the pistol Sarpek has given him. The DJ exits from the roof, running 5 blocks to an abandoned office building. The DJ sets up the Paris Hilton music.
"That should keep the bar clean..."
The DJ leaves the building and runs in the direction of Fort Creedy.
"Always have to do everything yourself, huh?"
The DJ leaps off a roof, and crashes through the window of a fire department. The DJ looks around and finds two axes in the closet. He grabs the axes and straps them on his back. He then leaves from the roof yet again, continuing his trek to Creedy.
The DJ, Noah, and Sarpek have all gone their separate ways, all for the sake of finding useful supplies.
