bunker ii

[guestcontrol]

the bunker You're prepared to die - perhaps you're about to get killed at night, watching your killers' eyes grow gradually more and more unfocused, or perhaps you're snatched out of your car after the vote. But you don't. Instead, the world starts spinning and then everything goes black. You come to standing upright in a decontamination shower. Step out of the shower, and you'll find a towel and a set of folded clothes. Outside the shower room is a hallway of numbered doors, each which is heavy and may only be opened by turning a wheel, and each containing a simple cot, sink, and toilet. Instead one of these doors, you'll find a box containing some of your personal items. Besides the many doors to rooms, the building you're in has a large storage area stocked with canned and dried food and more bottled water. There's only a single, tiny stove to cook on, but there is a large amount of gasoline stockpiled for it. There are no windows here, and it's dark, only dimly lit by sparse electric lighting. At the end of the hall is a control room, with comfortable chairs to sit in and a screen from which the park can be monitored. There is actually, in a chest left behind in this room, some expensive vodka and snacks. You can watch what is happening back in the park. One thing is clear - everyone believes you to be dead, but that corpse they're looking at is not yours. Part I Part III

Comments

[obeytherod]

Oh... It's the dog. [Malik stares down at Missile with a completely murderous aura. This dog right here was the reason he was "killed".]

[paws_and_rewind]

[ Oh! HELLO!!

It's the first dead person Missile's ever seen! Well. Second, but Missile himself isn't exactly a person so he doesn't count.

...He never really knew the guy. He's kind of... well, no, Peko is scarier. He wags at him anyway - he's being more ingratiating than friendly for a change. ]

[obeytherod]

[If he killed the dog, everyone in this bunker would be on him like wildfire. What a shame.

So instead he'll crouch down an hold his hand out, grinning crookedly.] Hi, Missile...

[He'll just have to bide his time, that's all.]

[paws_and_rewind]

[ Missile sniffs his hand.

He's not the best judge of character, but this guy... he definitely doesn't like him very much at all! ]

[obeytherod]

[How can you not like this face, Missile? How?!

Malik pulls back his hand and then attempts to pat Missle on the head.]

[paws_and_rewind]

[ HE WILL ALLOW THIS.

Maybe he's like Peko and is actually really nice and likes dogs. ]

[obeytherod]

[Wrong!! Well, at least on the nice part. He is definitely not nice. He is a big jerk. Dogs are okay though, but he prefers something a little less yappy looking than Missile.

Once he's done spitefully petting him he pulls his hand back.]

Have fun while you can, dog... [????]