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Post by Jorge Casares on Feb 12, 2017 17:05:27 GMT -5
-All right, "George" lets get over this- He waited outside of the room whistling a folky tune. He saw George going out of the room -I was about to leave when I remembered about you- and then George looked trought the window, and listened to his coment about a clear zone -yes I see... wait, did you say anything about a car?... Shouldnt we find gas first? do you have enough for our travel?, erg... doesnt matter, we also need to stop somewhere to find food or I am going to starve and I am sure you are also going to- Jorge went outside with George and looked for his old bike, moving it close to the car - I hope this bike comes with us -
Post by George Dawson Rosario on Feb 12, 2017 17:10:25 GMT -5
"I have enough gas to get us to Colorado, but once we get there we need to find gas before we arrive in Denver" he said. "Let's just get on the road, and we can find some food on the way. I just want to get out of Las Vegas. I have been here for far too long already." he said as he turned to look at Jorge.
"And, yes the bike can come with us. I have enough room" he said as he walked out of the motel.
Post by Jorge Casares on Feb 12, 2017 17:21:54 GMT -5
Jorge listened to George "enough for Colorado? damm it, well if we leave Las vegas, everything will be fine, who would like to stay here, I hope you know how to drive pu.." a faint "shit" could be heard after that "I hope you know how to drive, it would be ridiculous to die in a car crash at this point" he then walked towards his bike and waited for George to open the back of the car (lol i trully need to know the name of that) "alright, well I guess we can get to know better on the road to Denver" he said while looking trought the pockets of his pants
Post by George Dawson Rosario on Feb 12, 2017 17:33:22 GMT -5
"Nevermind...Jorge" George said as he looked to him. "I do not think I will be needing your company after all." George said. "You have been insulting me whether you know it or not. You told me last night I was wreckless, you kept calling me pup or cub, and now you question me about my driving. You are not a nice guy Jorge, and I quite frankly do not like to be insulted or have my decisions questioned like you have been doing" George said.
Post by Jorge Casares on Feb 12, 2017 17:37:19 GMT -5
"Well then, I hope you find your family, but I am sure no remaining of them is there, I trully wish the best for you, and thanks for the critic, I will try to improve if I ever see you... Probably as one of them" he yelled and pointed to one of the corpses and spited to the floor "good luck my dear, may you find good roads" then he started to walk away, to the oposite side of where he was planning to go then he looked back "control your hormones too" and turned back, mumbling "cabron" (bad mexican word lol)
Last Edit: Feb 12, 2017 17:40:06 GMT -5 by Jorge Casares
Post by George Dawson Rosario on Feb 12, 2017 17:40:20 GMT -5
"Wait...Jorge!!" he ran over to him. "You can come with me. You just have to stop insulting me, calling me by names that I do not like to be called" he said as he looked to him.
"And yes, my family may be dead, but I have to make sure. You would do the same if it was your family wasn't?" he asked. "Please come with me."
Post by Jorge Casares on Feb 12, 2017 17:46:32 GMT -5
"If that is your true wish" he looked back "I offered my hand to you multiple times and you rejected, I am not sure if you have problems with me or If I have problems with you" he sighed "Alright, I will wait for an answer, I am still willing to go with you, we are in equal grounds about neraly everything and I wouldnt want to leave the first person I meet in this month just because of a childish fight, do as you wish, I will wait for your decision " he said with resignation and clenching his fist and looking back and front multiple times undecisive
Last Edit: Feb 12, 2017 17:50:06 GMT -5 by Jorge Casares
Post by George Dawson Rosario on Feb 12, 2017 17:52:00 GMT -5
"Do you not see though how you have insulted me multiple times?" he asked. "I already told you. I want you to come with me. I cannot just leave you here alone. I can't do that, because that is not who I am. But you need to learn how to respect me as a person, as I will respect you" George said.
"Now, we need to be on our way. So, let's go" George said as he motioned for Jorge to follow him back to his car.
Post by Jorge Casares on Feb 12, 2017 17:56:43 GMT -5
"I will go with you and make sure neither of us get killed, alright, I will go with you, lets just make silence while we are inside of the car" he yelled he walked towards the back of the car
"now help me open this door so I can put my bike in please" he said in a... nicer tone of voice while taking the things that he would need and separating them from the other stuff in his backpack.
Post by George Dawson Rosario on Feb 12, 2017 18:01:24 GMT -5
"We can talk while we are in the car. If we had silence that would make for a very long and boring drive" he said as he opened the trunk and let Jorge put his bike in. He then set his stuff in the back seat, and got in the car, as he cranked it. He waited for Jorge to get into the passenger side of the car.
Post by Jorge Casares on Feb 12, 2017 18:06:46 GMT -5
"Hm... I would chose no talk, but whatever you drive so I cant complain" he went to the front seat next to the driver´s one.
He stayed silent until he turned on the car, then he looked at him and said
"I am a social worker, I had seen lots of stuff, and I am sorry if I was sudenly mean to you, I trully dont have the hearth to handle this stuff anymore, the apocalypse has broken me in every way" he passed his hands trought his eyes and sighed
He opened the window and thrown a small garbage from his seat outside
Last Edit: Feb 12, 2017 18:08:50 GMT -5 by Jorge Casares
Post by George Dawson Rosario on Feb 12, 2017 18:12:15 GMT -5
"I think it has broken all of us. I was a bartender. I met different people every single day and night. Now, I am nothing but a human being trying to survive this mess, and trying to look out for my family" he said as he began to drive. He got onto I 515 north, and made his way out of the city.
Post by Jorge Casares on Feb 12, 2017 18:22:20 GMT -5
"Well isnt everybody trying to keep shit together? we are looking for someone or something, without it, we just turn into them, the undead" he said while looking trought the window.
Then George asked about Jorge "well... I come from Mexico, you must had noticed I am not a native from this lands, my english is rusty, I take it, you come from Denver... I was stuck here, since when the outbreak came, I was taking a vacation in New Orlenas with my husband... pfff... Atleast we are alive"
His head then turned back to him and asked "What is your story?"
Last Edit: Feb 12, 2017 18:31:19 GMT -5 by Jorge Casares
Post by George Dawson Rosario on Feb 12, 2017 18:31:53 GMT -5
"Well, I can teach you how to speak better English if you want me to" he said as he kept on driving. "Well, my story begins when I came out to my parent the night before the outbreak. They didn't take it well, so I drove all the way to Pueblo, Colorado to get away for a few days. Well, the next day the outbreak happened, and I went back to Denver to see if my family had made it. My father and sister survived. My mother went missing, and my brother passed away."
He said as he kept on driving. "Well, I was told that she had come to Las Vegas, and that is how I ended up there. I didn't find her there obviously. What made you come all the way to Las Vegas from New Orleans? That is quite the trip on your bike" George said.
Post by Jorge Casares on Feb 12, 2017 18:44:52 GMT -5
"thanks, but english... eh.. Its just rusty, I need to remember better" he took his hand out of the windows so breeze could refresh his arm.... (e,e)
"god, that must had been a bad week for you, well, I never told my family until I married, I am sure your family is still there" he said
"well I have a lot of spare time, before this my husband and I were in a trip trought the united states, maybe he wont complete it, but I will... I am visiting every estate of the country, but for the moment, I just have New Orleans and the road here, four years is a lot of time for travelin´"
Last Edit: Feb 12, 2017 19:53:05 GMT -5 by Jorge Casares
Post by George Dawson Rosario on Feb 12, 2017 20:59:09 GMT -5
George listened to Jorge speak, trying to understand what he was saying. "I see." he nodded. "Yes, that was a bad week for me, but it was a bad week for every as well" he spoke as he glanced over to Jorge.
"So, do you not have any family in Mexico? Do you know if they survived? It wasn't just the United States who got affected by this" George said as he glanced back to the road
Post by Jorge Casares on Feb 12, 2017 21:29:40 GMT -5
"Its worlwide, I like to believe that they are alive, but I am sure that even If they survived, I have no oportunity of meeting anyone" he said, and when he finished a gloomy silence came
"You know... I see a bit of the people I know, friends, husband and probably a bit of me... I am helping you, probably in a selfish way, just to help myself... pfff" he said while he covering his eyes with both of his hands and said "Or probably I am helping them trought you... probably im just feeling emotional because i havent been since far too long" he took his hands out of his face "dude I trully want to see you find your family and I will follow you until you find them, maybe that is my goal, that keeps me from turning into one of the undead" He looked outside of the window
"hey stop there, there is a gas station there, we could probably look for something to eat, or maybe even gas if we are lucky, you can get gas and I can go inside and search for food if you want to" He pointed to the gas station on the side of the road.
There was a gas station with a big red cargo truck and a roadside restaurant.
Last Edit: Feb 12, 2017 21:34:51 GMT -5 by Jorge Casares
Post by George Dawson Rosario on Feb 12, 2017 21:53:18 GMT -5
"I appreciate you saying all of that" he said as he then noticed the gas station, and took the exit to the gas station. He turned right, and pulled in. It was a Shell Station. He pulled in. He knew that he wouldn't be able to get any gas out of the gas dispenser, but maybe he could find some gas in a can or something. They both got out. "Go see if you can find any canned food. That is really the only thing that would be safe to eat" George said. "I am going to try to find some gas."
He opened the back door, and pulled out his sword. "Hey Jorge...take your weapon inside with you just in case." he reminded him. He then watched Jorge walk inside the store, as he looked around. He walked around the gas station to the back where he found three walkers. He killed all three with each slice to the head.
Post by Jorge Casares on Feb 12, 2017 22:25:21 GMT -5
He went down from the car with his spear at hand "I will be right here in a moment" he then proceeded to enter to the restaurant. It was an L shaped restaurant with the kitchen turning it into a square. As he entered a corpse smell stroke with him, really fetid that he didnt even want to sing, so he just punched the door in order to make sound.
One walker with a backpack and a vest went out, as Jorge stabbed him trought his chest, he then searched for supplies inside of the backpack, the vest and also his pants, he found keys cigarretes and some unknown pills without a bottle. Jorge then proceded to the kitchen as he found a little bell in the counter which he ringed again to atract any other walker there. He heard a scratch coming from the kitchen door, but as it was too dark to go in, he opened the curtains. He then opened the door slowly, just to find a walker girl. "I am not ready for this shit" he closed the door and looked for a bag or something to cover the girl´s mouth. He found a plastic bag and walked towards the kitchen, the walker growled and a walker woman came out from one of the seats in the right side of the restaurant next to the kitchen. He kicked the girl back and closed the door. He then proceded to kill the walker woman, and searching her body for supplies, he found a note.
"If you read this, probably I am dead, dont open the trailer, its a trap, you can hear walkers from inside of this restaurant" the note said. He then looked trought the window to the trailer, and went back to open the kitchen door, covering the girls head with a plastic bag and guided her to one of the bathrooms, he then closed the door leaving her there. He went back to the kitchen and found three sleepings, and a two backpacks, one with 3 bottles of water down to the half of them, and other one with a big can of soup.
"I cant believe this was a family" he said as he sighed, he then walked out of the restaurant with everything he had collected inside of one of the backpacks.
"Hey, I got this, pills, keys, a note, water and food, I hope this food will keep us feed for some time, also brought three bottles of water, which were... erg, there was a little family there, and found this note" he handed George the note
Post by George Dawson Rosario on Feb 12, 2017 22:45:57 GMT -5
He finally found a few cans that had gasoline in them. He took them and filled his tank. He had some left over so he put the cans in the back of his car, and waited for Jorge to come back outside. A few moments later he noticed Jorge walking outside with a few things. He then took the note that Jorge gave him and read it. "Oh my god" he said as he leaned up against the car. He then turned to look at Jorge.
"I killed three walkers in the back." he said as he then handed the note back to Jorge.
Shauna Kelly: That helped, thank you
Oct 4, 2021 14:40:44 GMT -5
Ayita Hunt: dang, January was my last post.. Jeez it's been a hot minute. o7 guys, sorry for the complete disappearance, life got.. a little interesting this year.
Oct 18, 2021 22:34:19 GMT -5