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[Slothman400]

You speed down the old ranch road. You fly past the brush, panicking. What you saw...You had to get out of Austin. You had to get out.

You don't know where this road leads. You don't know what you saw. You couldn't use the Interstate...All blocked up. God, what was that?

You need to calm down. You repeat the basics in your head.

"My name is _____, and I'm driving a ____ away from Austin, Texas."

[TCM]

My name is George W. Bush, and I'm driving an Illegal Alien away from Austin Texas.

[escaped lurker]

My name is J.K., but most just call me Dread - because of my hair - and currently I'm driving my trusty pink and flower-adorned VW-Bus away from Austin, Texas.

Well damn, if you could have taken the interstate you would have been able to get to a community, but now the chances for that are looking mightly bleak. To smoke, or not to smoke... Wait, do you even have anything left in the car? This day is getting worse by the minute!

(( Yeah, a stoner-hippie. Thought it could not get any worse than a former President, did you? But hey, it should turn out interesting either way. ))

[GrizzlyAdamz]

My name is George W. Bush, and I'm driving an Illegal Alien away from Austin Texas.

I would +1 this, but I don't think he'd be in Austin in the first place.

[Chink]

My name is George W. Bush, and I'm driving an Illegal Alien away from Austin Texas.

+1, why not?

[Slothman400]

The VW-Bus hums along the roadway. Jorge sits in the passenger seat. He finally speaks up.

"Jesus, George. What even happened back there? The hospital was insane. Those things."

A word comes to your mind. You look at Jorge.

"Don't say it."

"Say what?"

"The 'Z Word'. Don't say it. Not after Austin."

You try to focus on the road. Where are you trying to go?

[flame99]

My name doesn't matter, and I'm driving a prototype experimental military vehicle away from Austin, Texas.
Ninja'd

Back to Area 51, to give our full report to our overseers.

[Chink]

Back to the Alien Hivemind. They'll get mighty angry with us if we don't deliver the hostage in exchange for the ransom money we received.

[mastahcheese]

Back to the Alien Hivemind. They'll get mighty angry with us if we don't deliver the hostage in exchange for the ransom money we received.

+1

[TCM]

We're going off to see if we can rescue our old friends. Condoleeza Rice, Donald Rumsfeld, Dick Cheney...Actually, Cheney was always a zombie anyways so forget him.

[GrizzlyAdamz]

We're going off to see if we can rescue our old friends. Condoleeza Rice, Donald Rumsfeld, Dick Cheney...Actually, Cheney was always a....you know...anyways so forget him.

ftfy

back to austin, texas

We don't want to go back to Austin, Texas.


Do we really have to give Jorge back? I like his name. Jorge and George, the dynamic duo. Hehe.
-Make sure we light up a doobie dubya, hehe, while we drive.

[Slothman400]

You mutter something about Condoleeza Rice and the alien hivemind. Jorge stares at you.

"Hey man, you bumped your head pretty bad. Should you be driving?"

"I'm fine. don't worry."

A pale figure slowly rises behind you. Your hands clench the steering wheel. As he leans in, you recognize him. He has a joint hanging out of his mouth.

"Pat, stop smoking all my pot!"

"Come on, Dubya. Have some sympathy. I got chomped on by a crazy guy."

You remember why his arm is bandaged now. One of those things got to him.

You see one now, slowly hobbling across the road. Avoiding it would be difficult, but hitting it certainly wouldn't be good for your van.

[GrizzlyAdamz]

Try to avoid anything more than clipping the..yeah.

Tell pat: "You're either with me Pat, or you're against me. And keep that in mind with that bite too buster. We won't hesitate to enact judgement if you turn."

[Slothman400]

The corpse bounces off the van. You don't even slow down.

"You're either with me Pat, or you're against me. And keep that in mind with that bite too buster. We won't hesitate to enact judgement if you turn."

Your two passengers stare at you.

"Jesus, George. Pull over. You need to get some sleep. You're losing your mind."

You consider pulling over and letting Jorge drive.

(You guys haven't seen anyone 'turn' after being bitten. You've just seen the creatures attacking people.)

[Chink]

I haven't slept in 4 days, I can't take chances with those Z's.