Well, community college is a looong way awaaaay. You jump up and down on the pentagram, you slap at it ineffectually, you even hit it with the butt of your Tommy, but no, nothing. Damn it. You trudge off, briefly entertaining the idea of getting high and killing nuns but deciding that you've procrastinated enough. You get back to walking through the devistated city. It's, well, it's a shithole, sure, but you're less affected, finally having a real, tangible goal. You arrive at the front of the campus, which appears to be positioned directly under a gigantic tear in the sky, with red clouds, short, sharp showers of blood and the screams of the damned bleeding out into the surrounding area. That bodes well.
So anyway. You walk up to the front doors of what is probably reception but now looks like a giant hellish twisted mess. Out front stand a Columbintist patrolling, but you quickly unholster your Desert Eagle and squeeze off a shot, which hits him side on in the shoulder, knocking him unconcious and leaving him to bleed out. Hey, you're getting better at this. A quick peek through the glass door at the front of the building reveals nothing but a ruined receptionist's desk and a... flag pole? What happened to the flag? Those fuckers.
What do you do?
Wearing:
Mask of Sensibility
PANTS OF LIBERTY
SHIRT OF DEMOCRATIC VALUES
UNDERPANTS OF NOT-FULL-OF-TERROR-SHIT
Steel capped boots
Helmet
Kevlar vest
Inventory:
Wallet ($90)
Wrist Watch (1:32)
Valium (too much)
Scum
Sock ($1000)
Colt 45 (0/0)
Backpack (5 clips - Thompson) (Rations - unAmerican (4))
Water bottle (full)
Thompson (average) (30/3)
Babe Ruthless (PATRIOTIC) (proficient) (bayonet) (covered in blood)
Wielding:
Desert Eagle (slightly better than average) (BULLETS ARE PATRIOTIC) (3/10)
Mental State:
DEY TUK ER FLAGS.
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