Armageddon It OnI was going one way, he was going the other.Armageddon It On by laurotica
"The west has fallen," he said. Behind him was nothing but flat land coated with dust, ash and cremains.
"The east is gone," I added. I'd come from a sunken warship of a seaboard, where the land was soggy and everything smelled like whatever gases were escaping from bloated corpses.
Where was there left to go?
"Someone told me that the north is nothing but ice and frozen bodies," he told me.
"The south is rife with disease," I said.
We were sitting on a bench, just a bench in a simple town. It wasn't a special place, and before the shitstorm, it probably still wasn't special to anyone but the people who lived there. They were all dead now, rotting against the window panes and flattened on the streets. I'd accidentally ran over one on my way in, and the head had popped off like the cap on a full tube of toothpaste.
He smelled like dust, like the west. He had a fine layer of sand on his boots still.
Pain, Death and LonelinessI feel the evil in this placePain, Death and Loneliness by godofwarlover
The fear and suffering that had happened here
The world has ended and very few have survived
I have seen the souls along with their bodies
or at least what is left of them.
I should know, I'm one of them
and I remember the great end
with the bombs dropping and I was in my apartment
building when it happen.
And now I wonder why the gods
have forsaken us, and Death himself
not taken us yet when some of us were willing
to die either being as a soldier or those who
just wanted to die. Now I and the rest of the souls
have to stay here for an eternity with whatever has been
after us. I can't even describe it but it is like a shadowy
black mass that has many eyes, mouths, and tentacles. It has
apparently been hunting the living, but something tells me
it also eats souls, and now I believe I am next
Thanks To The Oil BoomFor a moment, while I sat filtering and boiling black water by the falls, I think I saw a real living elk. Half of me knew that I was hallucinating; all of the elk and caribou had dropped dead overnight like everything else in the forest. Even so, the other half of me believed it really was there, dipping its head into the stream and lapping up the water. The same half of me believed that it was a sign that things were getting better, as much as the first half screamed everything is dead and you know why, you twat!Thanks To The Oil Boom by laurotica
The falls continued to churn upstream as the hours passed. I was crouched down until the dingy water finally turned clear, the sediments settling to the bottom of the pot.
“Finally,” I grumbled. When my bottle was full again, I left the fire smouldering and continued along the poisoned stream.
The pseudo-elk appeared again when I rounded the bend and headed into the marsh, the brackish-blackish water clinging to the sides of m
My Little RantI'm a big fan of post-apocalyptic art. There are some amazing pieces out there.My Little Rant by Rebel-Rider
The problem I've found is there is also a lot of rather horrible stuff out there that is nothing more than scantly clad women pictured in ruins. Besides being rather inappropriate in the first place, the things make no sense. A good example is half-nude people wearing gas masks. (Some chemicals can be absorbed by skin.) Most of the photos, which I quickly delete from my messages, also have women who are not tanned, even though they've (in theory) been running around in a bikini. If the sun is blocked out, I guess it's possible to not get a tan. Then again, if the sun is blocked out enough you don't get a tan, why are they not dressed for the most likely cold conditions? Another thing is these people are often pictured in ruins, barefoot. Broken glass anyone? Clothes were invented to protect people from the environment, not ju
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