Head for the shelter. Once I am inside, do a headcount to make sure everyone has arrived.
(5) You just manage to get inside the shelter, (6) you then do a headcount, everyone are here, thanks god, although there is one too many..
Head for the nearest shelter.
(5) You scramble for the shelter in the basement of the university, many others are running down there. Its quite crowded in there.
Grab my stuff and run for the nearest dumpster. Jump inside.
(5)You take a head dive into a dumpster in a sidealley, its quite smelly and dirty down here but you are scared so shitless you frankly dont give one. However, miracolously, you are safe from the heatblast. Though you might cover your ass once the actual blast comes.
Look for easily accessible shelters. If none are in sight, drive rapidly away from Sheffield.
(5) The highway is a chaos, and finding shelter is hard, however you find a manhole and dogde down that, behind you are dozens of desperate people running for their lives, you watch in horror as you bolt down, a younger man was trying to get into the manhole when the heatblast hits. His entire upper body is seared. He tumbles down unto you, cracking off pieces of extremely hot schorched flesh. He screams in agony and the manhole is filled with a vile stench. Actually the smell itself isnt that horrible, its like bacon, but knowing its a human being.. damn.
Run with husband to nearest shelter.
who cares if we are nude and we were just doing teh dirty, life is more important.
(1) You two dogde away as the oncoming heatblast approaches with near lgihtspeeds, but your husband stumbles! You watch in horror as he boils up, with his skin breaking like a overcooking sausage, his fat boils out and he instantly ignites, his limbs spasms as the fire from hell, and the molten asphalt consumes him. You manage to survive, however your right leg has sustained extreme third degree burns.
Follow standard drill procedure.
I.E. run like hell for the base's shelter.
(1) You dart into the building where the shelter is located, however when you arrive, the blastdoor has sealed shut.
Try and calm my coworkers, if doing so is wise/needed. If it's pointless or likely to end in injury, get off to somewhere safer, but not before stopping off at home.
(2) You fail to calm your coworkers, panic arises as the heatblast hits the building and the facades are set on fire, the windows melt. Then comes the blast itself, blowing everything apart. You are knocked unconscious(I will tell when you wake up)
To everyone else: The pressure blast is coming very soon! You have seconds to react!
The city is instantly lit on fire, roofs are melting, even the sirens melted, wich are now dead, from the melting.. of course.
The blast comes, buildings at point zero are levelled into dust, the rest.. well.. they arent to good either, windows are blown, weak walls and doors are sent flying into the interiors. Those buildings who still stand will proably collapse within 5 minutes. Brace yourself, man and woman, here comes the apocalypse!
Author
Topic: Roll to Threads! So it begins... (Read 3135 times)