Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Hope is dead.
Jennifer, Levi, and Adam are dead.
We're alive and running.
I've failed
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16 comments:

  1. AmalgamationSageNovember 23, 2011 at 2:39 PM

    We still got to stick it to them pretty hard. It's fun giving evil a bloody nose, especially when it's nose isn't real.

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  2. SpencerNovember 23, 2011 at 2:39 PM

    ...
    Well shit.

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  3. DarenNovember 23, 2011 at 2:41 PM

    You have to be a fucking idiot if you're going to say you didn't see this coming.

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  4. KonaaNovember 23, 2011 at 2:49 PM

    Oh, fuck me...I'm sorry, Elaine, I shoulda been there...I should've been there.

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  5. LucasNovember 23, 2011 at 4:19 PM

    Fuck. FUCKING RUN. You hear me?

    I don't care where you go, just run.

    I'm so sorry... I'm so, so sorry.

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  6. BenNovember 23, 2011 at 4:24 PM

    Oh, look, some names. I don't even recognize that last one. Am I right to assume that nobody with a blog died? How convenient.

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  7. ElaineNovember 23, 2011 at 4:40 PM

    Fuck you, Ben. Only two people with blogs were there, and if I had my way, I'd be dead instead of them. Go to hell.

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  8. ElaineNovember 23, 2011 at 4:41 PM

    Adam was a fucking /baby/. That's why you didn't know who he is. Not even fucking old enough to eat solid fucking food.

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  9. FerusNovember 23, 2011 at 6:41 PM

    Damn it! I TOLD YOU NOT TO START WITHOUT ME!

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  10. The OverseerNovember 23, 2011 at 7:01 PM

    My condolences.

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  11. SteeleNovember 23, 2011 at 8:06 PM

    Elaine, you okay? I know we've had our differences in the past, but seeing Hope...well, it's nice to see some of us atoning for guilt. It was a grand idea, and you kept it safe as long as you could.

    Did you all get out soundly? Myself, Ray, Rivers and Alex are resting...somewhere South. Lost the last of the bastards on the Louisiana border. One of the advantages of driving a pickup truck, I suppose; hide in plain sight. Rivers is...okay, but fuck, I'm no doctor and even I can tell he'll never walk again on that leg. The other one might be salvageable, but not by me. Alex is...shaken, but otherwise fine, physically. But mentally...well, with Rivers comatose on painkillers and Alex choosing muteness, the conversation on the road is limited to myself, Ray and the radio. (Who is also named Ray, so that's a little awkward.)

    I'm...sorry we couldn't stay for longer. We had space in the back, we could've taken more people. We could've taken Adam. I'm still playing through the...events in my mind, wondering what I could've done differently, wishing we'd started sooner, hoping we could've saved that kid...

    I'm so fucking sorry.

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  12. XanderNovember 23, 2011 at 8:12 PM

    Ohgodohgod. No. You guys...

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  13. AnonymousNovember 23, 2011 at 8:47 PM

    Oh god...I'm sure every single one of the people that stayed there at any time appreciated what you did for them all. You helped out for as long as you could. That's not a failure.

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  14. AlanaNovember 23, 2011 at 9:06 PM

    See? I was right: I don't care who your arrogance gets killed anymore. It's gotten so repetitive it's boring.

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  15. AugustNovember 23, 2011 at 10:23 PM

    Elaine, christ, I'm so sorry. It was a wonderful thing that you did, it... this wasn't right. It should have lasted for much longer than it did. And now this...

    May they rest in peace.

    Expect a call, sweetie. And please, get to the House if you can.

    I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry.

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  16. NightscreamNovember 23, 2011 at 11:14 PM

    HA! Wonderful. Best news I'd heard in quite some time.

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