Post-Apocalyptic Story!

Setting: You are in a post apocalyptic world where water, fuel, and food are scarce. A variety of bad guys are out there taking advantage of the weak. Your character(s) are out to survive from the bad guys and the environment.

Rules: This is just continue the story via text. The only thing I ask is that you keep each submission down to like two or three short paragraphs, I'd like to avoid from reading a whole novel in a day!


An orange-red sun rises out of the horizon. The once bustling city, now ruins, is bathed in a briliant glow. The dew sliding down the metal that protrudes from the piles of rubble adds to the morning's beauty. Life stirs in the make shift village once more. It's citizens, dressed in a myraid of rags and torn clothing, begin to do their daily chores in order to survive.

A low roar is heard in the distance. Like deer trapped in the gaze of on coming headlights, the villagers stop-dead in their tracks. They can see a storm of dust manifesting itself in the dessert beyond the city limits. The villagers scramble in panic to their hiding spots. They can only hope that the on-coming motorcycle gang is just passing by and not intending to cause harm to their home. But deep down they knew their time was up, they know that the only village close by that was not raided yet by this gang was their own.

Yet out of the chaos and crowd of screaming villagers, there stood out a few special people with extraordinary talents and abilities....

They were commenly known as The Desert Squard.

There was Raziel Treforce, he could controle water. His power was proberbly the most important one in the group. with his power he could even find water in the most dryest dessert. and if people sweat, he could clean it and reuse it.

Rebecca Coldwind, Martial arts. A fast and deadly weapon. And to top it off, she could turn invissible. wery usefull as the groups ninja, wery uncomftible when she was messing with the group members.
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ChaosCrunchy wrote:manifesting itself in the dessert beyond the city limits.

a sandy piece of land is a DESERT. Ice cream is a DESSERT. remember it this way: you always want more dessert's.

'nehway:

Amongst the Desert Squad was also Viktor Vladimertjeck. known as Vik to friends, known as death to everyone else. Most feared was his knowledge, especially his knowledge on how to use his Modified Desert Eagle. His Desert Eagle was modified in such a way that he would never run out of bullets. some may call him Psychotic, some may call him brilliant, but in the end they all agree, he's frightening.

as dawn was breaking, the desert squad greets the new day while driving trough the endless brown blanket in their war-jeep. as the tires collides with the sadn-particles, the 6-cyllinder motor could be heard making a loud roar troughout the deepest depths of the desert. they were on their way. on their way, to execute their great vengeance.
the leader of the Desert Squad adresses his members,

Mellie-Master wrote:
the leader of the Desert Squad adresses his members

"My teammates, my friends. Today... we will shal begin a quest. For it have been told, that only a few special can save the world.
we are few, and we are special.
WE can do things noone els can.

Today, we search for the one thing that everyone els could only dream of to find.

TODAY, we begin our quest to find the water under the sand!"