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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 21:46:06 GMT -5
"Erm..." Rick looked around and scratched his chin awkwardly.
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 21:52:38 GMT -5
Rick thought for moment, but shook his head. "You didn't see what I saw. There's something going on that can't be explained by anything we know. Those doors are just closed or sealed... they've changed. It's like they're just painted onto a wall."
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 22:09:57 GMT -5
Rick looked a bit taken aback. "I... hadn't thought of that... I mean, it's worth a try... maybe..."
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 22:19:09 GMT -5
"You're right," he replied. "We have to break through the foundation and who knows how far we'll have to dig."
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 22:23:31 GMT -5
"Of course it is! But we will need all the help we can get. Assuming it works."
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 22:26:27 GMT -5
"Absolutely not! We start as soon as possible! If we run out of supplies, we can't feed ourselves or take care of injuries. Although, I say we wait a few days. Maybe this will only last a short while."
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 22:37:42 GMT -5
Rick nodded in return. "So... Should we try your first idea?"
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 22:50:18 GMT -5
Rick rolled his eyes. "You're a goof." He said jokingly. He pulled a cart over and loaded up a sledgehammer, a pole, a pole driver, a heavy duty stake, and a machete.
((Lol The ship is strong with this one. XD))
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 22:55:13 GMT -5
Rick laughed. "Alright, you goof, let's go. Let's perform an act of vandalism."
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 23:03:27 GMT -5
Rick began walking with Becca to the front of the store. He occasionally stood on the back of the cart as he pushed it, nearly tipping the cart back a few times.
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 23:23:07 GMT -5
((Haha, that would be kinda funny. XD))
When they got to the doors, Rick took the sledgehammer. "Stand back," he warned. He gave the floor in front of the door a hard swing, causing the tiles to shatter. After several hits, he wedged the pole into the cement beneath it and continued to drive it into the foundation. He used an entire roll of duct tape to tape the stake to the top of the pole, positioned in the center of the window panel. "Ready?"
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 23:36:15 GMT -5
((Yes it is. XP))
Rick swung the hammer at the nail. It hit the door with a solid thud. He tried again, same result. And again. No effect. He swung until he was worn out. He cursed aloud and gave one final swing. The post in the ground cam loose, causing it to rebound back and hit Rick in the face. He cursed again and sat down in frustration, his hands over his face.
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 23:41:46 GMT -5
"I'm fine." He said through gritted teeth, his hands still covering his face, which was contorted with pain. Small streams of blood ran down his hands and neck
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Post by Petri the Pancake on Sept 9, 2017 23:51:48 GMT -5
Rick reluctantly removed his hands from his face. Blood dripped onto his clothes and the floor. "D**n... I liked this shirt..." A gash ran down his forehead and on his cheek. He kept blinking blood out of his eye.
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