Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 1, 2013 0:27:28 GMT -8
The rooftops here are patrolled by guards. The three areas of El Corazon's building have different heights - Greg's Japanese Auto is the lowest. There are two ladders on its roof - one to the roof of El Corazon, and one to the roof of the vacant office space. There is no rooftop access to Greg's, and trap door access on El Corazon and the office space are basically unsecured.
Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on May 6, 2013 13:28:28 GMT -8
On the northernmost roof - the one over the vacant office space - Brian and Micah were relaxing and having a semi-deep talk.
Brian- "I am really sorry I kept going on about Snake. Guess I get lonely here and he's kind of glamorous, like, the only obviously gay guy I've seen since this began that seemed real sexy or cool. But ugh, that's got to be pretty annoying to sit through. So, um... What do you think about romance these days? Is it just dead forever? Seems like it."
"Seriously though, romance? I've never been very good at it really...I dunno, I think too many people are trying to put old fucking rules on a completely new situation, if that makes any sense. In some ways it should be easier with the apocalypse because there is less fucking choice, so people have to be less dicky about who they go for. People are fucking people though..."
Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on May 6, 2013 17:51:14 GMT -8
Bryan- "People are fucking people, well some of them are anyway, but who are they fucking? Hahaha."
Brian- "Anyway, I don't know, there's obviously a lot of fooling around post-apoc. It's not super hard to get laid but .. but doesn't it feel kinda weird like... it's hard enough to find someone when there's like, billions of people out there, but now every day people are dying and what if one of them is your soul mate?"
"OMG I'm depressing myself. Well how about you? People should be less choosy as you say, so have you been having better luck than me?"
Doesn't matter much to me, as long as it's skeletons.
Micah- “Hahaha not fucking much, no. I had a thing with my old room mate I guess, it didn't really go anywhere. It was fucking weird because we shared the same bed for fucking ages. He ended up dipping his wick with a buff French guy, but who can compete with that? Meh..Most of the time I'm just happy to be alive. I don't think there is just one person out there though, what kind of fucked up cruel world would that be?”
Brian- "Whoooaa scandal! So many gays at your place, that's cool. We've got some lazy bisexuals here, but no one's really my type."
Micah- " Anyway...you guys seem to be doing pretty fucking well without any power, the band was pretty rocking. Despite all the fucking disaster and whatnot. We're all reasonably happy and alive, it seems to me like the human race is doing a pretty fucking good job of surviving. Go us!"
Brian- "Yeah, aww! Thanks sweetie, we try our best. It feels so like, dustbowl compared to you guys though. I'm so jealous!"
"Y-yeah, it is. Hahaha I wouldn't believe all the fucking hype you hear, we're just a regular enclave like any other. In the end you make your own fucking fun, right? (Micah shrugged) "It was really just a big getting to know everyone session to ward off demon paranoia. We had the normal party stuff booze, music, food, dancing and a blistering fucking headache in the morning."
Micah blushed slightly and tried to keep his eyes from going where they shouldn't. He tried to do his own slightly more awkward stretch as he got to his own feet. He followed Brian's gaze into the city.
“I dunno, never really thought about it much. Any suggestions?”