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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Jun 27, 2009 13:07:51 GMT -5
((And a very appropriate-ish way to end this segment of the Elbow Room, might I add. So who wants to start the new storyline? I'll start it myself, but I have things I must attend to.))
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Post by Leon Silverblood on Jun 27, 2009 13:22:29 GMT -5
(I keep trying to find that damned album now)
God damnit Taito! You can't do that! Now everyone has to just drop what they're doing and walk away! to the sequel!
heyyy....there's an idea. New thread?
*edit: ah. kay.
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Post by Magatsu Taito on Jun 30, 2009 14:59:58 GMT -5
Actually, I thought all the posts were ancient so I decided it wouldn't hurt to throw in a random "The End"... Now I feel dumb.  |
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Post by Leon Silverblood on Jul 2, 2009 20:05:40 GMT -5
actually, i think that's a perfect ending. a bunch of fucking chaos and no resolution. NEXT THREADDDDDDDDDDDDD! i'm outta here for a month. see ya in august. I'll miss ya all. Be here! That means you, Taito!  |
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 9, 2009 12:56:25 GMT -5
Sarpek sighed reluctantly. He was the last one to be here. But it had to be done.
He sadly nailed up boards, and poured concrete. Soon, a solid slab of cement blocked access to the outside world through the cellars, door, or roof door. He settled down to wait, popping the cap on a bottle of rum on the side of one of the many supply crates that filled the room. He could wait. Oh, he could...
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Post by Leon Silverblood on Sept 3, 2009 16:40:47 GMT -5
((If anyone's down for some serious RP, why don't we get over to the new brainstock? There's one just getting started. We all know the RP board has never been looked upon very kindly here, anyway.
Mind you, it's not the elbow room. So jackassery is not kosher.))
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 20, 2010 22:45:46 GMT -5
DAMNIT I'M BORED
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 23, 2010 14:04:16 GMT -5
((Then start this all over again or something.))
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 27, 2010 9:32:46 GMT -5
From outside the Elbow Room, the sound of a sledgehammer striking concrete can be heard. The slab over the entrance spiderwebs with cracks, and a small hole appears in the middle, along with the sledgehammer. A few more minutes of furious beating creates a hole the size of a beachball, and Sarpek sticks his head out through it. "Hello, Malton. Long time no see." He gives a nearby puzzled looking zombie a wave, and removes his head from the hole, closing the steel door behind the concrete slab. Walking upstairs, he struggles with the pull cord on a generator, finally managing to get it started. He plugs in a long unused Radio Transmitter, and grabs the microphone. "Greetings! The Elbow Room is once again open for business!"
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Post by Marcel Swann on Aug 27, 2010 15:38:00 GMT -5
OK, what do I do.
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 27, 2010 15:45:35 GMT -5
A girl sticks her head in the door. She wears a white doctors coat over a black tank top, with a pair of jeans. Her skin is as pale as snow itself. She notices Sarpek. "Oh, I'm sorry. I heard an explosion of sorts here from the building next door. I didn't think anyone would be in here because of that huge concrete slab blocking the door." She extends a hand to Sarpek. "Hello, I'm Yuki. Yuki Onna. As you can probably tell from my coat, I'm a doctor of sorts. And you are?" |
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 28, 2010 13:54:48 GMT -5
"I'm Sarpek, resident Macgyver, and apparently now owner of a bar. Nice to meet you." He steps forward, and take her hand in a firm but gentle grip. "I've been holed up in here for quite a while. Everyone else just stopped coming. Eventually, I decided it would be a good idea to get a better barricade made up. I started running low on supplies today, so I decided it'd be a good idea to take a look outside. How is the outside world, anyway? Can I get you a drink? Something to eat? I think Valjohn's still around here somewhere..." He walks around the bar, and looks through the service window into the darkened kitchen. The hiss of a gas grill is audible, and the sizzle of cooking meat. "Aaah, you're just in time! Lunch should be any minute." He returns to the door, and hefts the sledgehammer. "Stand back." He gives the slab a few more good hits, and it collapses into rubble. "Come on in. Welcome to The Elbow Room."
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 28, 2010 14:34:51 GMT -5
Yuki walks in the bar. She places her bag on a dusty old wooden table. "I'm not quite sure how long you were holed up in this building, but Malton is still in ruins. Also I'm not sure if you've ever heard of the notorious PKer, Axe Hack, but his Mudkip is running around the city causing chaos wherever it goes. I even heard some people have been trying to catch it with these red ball-shaped devices." Yuki opens her bag and reveals the contents to Sarpek. The bag contains 46 First Aid Kits, 2 Pistol Clips, and 1 Pistol ((OOC: Exactly 100% encumbrance for those who are wondering)). "As for your supplies, I have you covered with medical supplies. As you can see, my only weapon is this one pistol. I'm not much of a fighter, but I do my best and treat everyone who is injured. But if you really need weapons, there's a Police department a little due west of here. I passed by it last week while I was making my way through this suburb." Yuki looks around the bar. "When's the last time someone cleaned this place?" |
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Post by Sarpek on Aug 28, 2010 15:17:43 GMT -5
Sarpek scratches his head. "Good question. I'm not sure if the main room was ever cleaned... I do know that Valjohn keeps the kitchen clean, though. Mainly because he's the only one who ever goes back there..." A bell dings, and two plates are slid onto the order shelf, each bearing a hamburger grilled to perfection, with a fresh slice of tomato and lettuce on each, and a dill pickle on the side. Sarpek rummages under the bar and pulls out a bottle of Ketchup, squirts some onto his burger, and takes a large bite. He chews thoughtfully, and swallows. "Valjohn, you've done it again!" he calls into the kitchen. He turns to Yuki, and grins. "Dig in, you look like you haven't eaten for days. Don't worry, it's beef." He hops onto a stool, and takes another bite of the burger. "We're actually surprisingly well stocked on the weapons front, I'm surprised there are any support boards left in the floor. Full of supply caches. Only thing is, I'm starting to run low on drinks, and what is a bar without alcohol? Also, I've run out of reading material and the only bookstore near here stocks nothing but romance novels. And don't even mention Axe Hack. Used to be we couldn't go a week without him breaking in here and killing someone."
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Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Aug 28, 2010 15:30:57 GMT -5
"Drinks, huh? Back when I was at the Methodius General Hospital in Pennville a week ago, there was a sign that said, 'Beers are in the fridge'."
Yuki stops for a moment.
"You know, now that I think about it, the last time I saw that sign, someone by the name of DJSpinbad already replaced it with 'Beers WERE in the fridge'...I didn't exactly see who this DJ guy was. All I noticed was the sign. People are always going in and out of that hospital. At least this guy had the courtesy to sign his name."
Yuki takes a bite out of her burger.
"Ohhhh...This is actually the best burger I had in years! Do you think I could trouble the chef for a second?"
Yuki takes another bite.
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