Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24849899-20151006203815/@comment-24849899-20151011212910

But the coordinates were wrong, instead he was teleported back to his homestate, and instead he woke up in some sort of deserted store. The lights were out, but he could see just fine. He tried to reach for his flashlight... But it wasn't there.

Dylan: Those motherfuckers stripped me... I'll make em pay. At least I'm not in the middle of a fuckin desert or some shit, that would've been bad. Where am I?

Then as looked around, he read a sign that read, "Army Surplus & Guns galore!"

Dylan: Well, that's convenient...

He got up and started browse around, no one was around, so everything technically was free.

After about 30 minutes of redressing himself, he was dressed up as an American Modern day soldier, he had a kevlar vest, knee pads, helmet, googles, military flashlight, an extendable baton, handcuffs, zippo lighter, and a rucksack filled with equipment. For decoration, he picked out several patches, he chose a captains rank and an infantry patch on the side of his arm. He then got an American Flag patch and attached it to the other arm patch on the other side.

Then he went to the weapons counter and busted open the glass, revealing several pistols, he decided he wanted to pack three, one was a 500 magnum revolver, and the two were glock's. He then got from behind an AK-47 fully auto assault rifle, with several spare mags.

He exited the store, but not before he had strapped on his military grade gas mask and went on to find his resistance mates.

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After about 15 minutes of travel, they finally made it, Atlanta. The place looked like the biggest maximum security prison in the world. Tanks surrounded the city, same with machine gunners, and several thousand footsoldiers patrolling the oustskirts. Since we were SWAT members, we all got through with no need for search.

We all got out the car after parking and checked in, which only took 5 minutes.

Civilians, despite the resitrictions to the outside world, they seemed happy, the military treated them well, fed them, and insured their safety. However, no one was allowed out after 6:00 PM, anyone caught won't be shot, but the consequenses aren't pretty.

Manny and the rest of the crew went back to base in the police HQ while the resistance members were busy training with military sergeants.

Harrisman: Manny, there someone that needs to talk to you, it's the police chief.

Manny: Alright, give me it.

Manny took the phone and listened to what he had to say.