Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-26060252-20141016202850/@comment-25763181-20141105020746

''Who's there...? Hm...whoever it is, I'm confident that I can take 'em, heh...''

Reiku steadily yet confidently traversed the dystopian town with extreme caution as his ears picked up distant voices, the barrel of his AAC Honey Badger assault rifle not once ever pointed in a direction other than forward as he expertly navigated through a terrain of man-made obstacles. Charred electical poles were laid almost horizontally, thoroughly buried beneath collapsing houses. Eneven landscaping tiles possibly used as weapons, were littered throughout. Rotting corpses of unfortunate souls lay scattered across the dead, dry grass, across the asymmetrical concrete, across...well, everywhere. It was a sight that the boy did not yearn to see, yet he remained calm and collected, for he knew that there were plenty of occasions where he had seen such a horrific, grotesque sight before.

They don't matter anymore... he mentally and constantly told himself. They've already met their fate, and there is not one thing that you can do to bring them back.

"...Hey..."

The boy jumped in surprise and quickly wheeled around, only to see his one and only sister behind him, proudly holding her KSG shotgun against her chest.

"Miss me, bro?" she said as she smiled from ear to ear, as if none of her (normally) gut-wrenching surroundings ever existed.

"Okay, seriously..." Reiku responded, wide-eyed and slightly furious. "You've got to stop doing that. I might just end up shooting you, y'know."

Keiri, seemingly unfazed by his twin brother's warning, simply shrugged and raised her weapon up, following Reiku as the pair began their search inside their first house for supplies...