Brick Apocalypse.

Summary: Fighting against all odds in a land turned foreign. Darman, former Marine of the united states military is thrust into a apocalyptic world. A world were the worst of humanities colors are shown and survival is paramount over morals. With help from a few unlikely allies can Darman fight for some control in this world, or will the blackness over take him, like it did for so many others before him.

Additional Information: Brick Apocalypse was originally started as a series of apocalyptic Moc's, by Brick Ark member Seven. This inspired me to create a small story, one that tells the back story of Brick Apocalypse and tells of the adventures and horrors faced in a world were everything is turned upside down. There are others who write with me, The Missing Piece, Denal, Dutch, and a whole gaggle of others, there great writers and there pieces are a great addition. I will attempt to update at least once every two weeks, with medium to long entry with the occasional very tiny entry in between.

Entries:

Lovely! Although, it's not as good without me included in it. I am, after all, a pivotal character.

In the first draft I mentioned you were out scouting with TJ and Wacky but that ruined the flow a bit. So at the time of this story you were out hunting and scavenging.

Eh, you didn't need the language.

Custom 333 wrote:Eh, you didn't need the language.

I believe the language further cements the seriousness of the situation and the true side to Brick Apocalypse. Like I said before, if you can't take it don't read it.

I can take it, damn it, but there are some newbies here that are kind of young.

You do realize you were being a complete hypocrite there right? I know there is a younger audience but I did leave clear warnings and it is there parents fault if they do not monitor there internet access.

I meant to do that, nobody pays any attention to " "s anymore.

Even if you added a "" the "Damn" is still there.

Wow, that was deep. You're a great writer!

Thanks for the compliment.

Darman wrote: Dutch is cuddling his hammer like a fucking child.

So what if I cuddle Amy (Yes the hammer has a name) It helps pass the time.

Any ways excellent story.

I was wondering if you'd respond, that is actually one of my favorite lines.

Fix this, do that, kill it, shoot it, watch it, thats all I fucking hear these day along with the sound of gun fire and the crys of the dead or dying. We aren't a society, we don't have anything to live for but more blood on our hands and dead at our backs. I'm not sure how much longer I can take this, living in the dirt and mud scrabbling out to the sun but running from the dark. There is no end to the waves and waves be it zombies, radiers, or refugees. Thats all the makes up this disgusting existance, waves of whatever the hell is left in this hell hole we like to call earth. We are all going insane, its undeinable. The only person who is fucking unchanged is storm, but he was deranged in the first place! One of these days someone is going to pull the trigger while they watch there own blood fall around them. Its days like these I wonder if that someone is me.

I'll edit this later but this is just a quick short.

Darman wrote:

Custom 333 wrote:Eh, you didn't need the language.

I believe the language further cements the seriousness of the situation and the true side to Brick Apocalypse. Like I said before, if you can't take it don't read it.

True true shame that there is not a suvivor camp like I am ledgend.

Darman wrote:Dutch is cuddling his hammer like a fucking child

Darman wrote: but he was deranged in the first place!

I lol'd at these Nice story! But I should be the already deranged one since my name is ''wacky'' [list=1][*]

Good point wacky.

@CaptainLock
If you hadn't noticed I also said "Refugees" semi-implying we are the survivor camp, not of the size you are thinking but large enough to be considered one.

Another quick entry.

It was a near miss today, to fucking close. Someone finally snapped, but instead of pulling a gun to there head they pulled it on someone else. I should have seen this fucking coming. Million pulled a gun to Hazards head, we can't figure out what set him off he just did it. Hazard was as always tinkering with the dammed radio of his, million was staring up in the sky, Dutch, Storm, and Missing were on patrol for raiders. Then something clicked in that empty mine of his and he pulled out his side arm and aimed it at Hazard. He was spouting some incomprehensible bull shit about looking for survivors and some frakking savior. If it was my decision I would have shot him then and there, we don't need someone holding us back. I managed to wrench the gun away before he fired of a shot, we have him locked up in a old warehouse in the center of our camp. What stops from another one of us snapping like that, fucking nothing that's whats stopping us. We don't trust each other, and we don't trust are fucking self's to pull the trigger. Its not a question of if, its a question of when and were.

Very dark, but your losing me! I posted this somewhere elso too. WHO ARE WE FIGHTING?! First zombies, then World War 3, and now in another post, insects? Are these events all connected in making a true apocolypse, or is this just another apoc world?

A twist! Good entry, however, I may be right...(Refering to the story.)

1 Million Watts of Power wrote:A twist! Good entry, however, I may be right...(Refering to the story.)

Don't even try to kill the admin, He has a ban hammer y'know

I'll explain it in a easy to read time line.

1. World War Three Happens, the nuclear bombs fall and the radiation creates Zombies.

2. Some people die from the nuclear bombs, some from the radiation, some from the zombies.

3. After the chaos things settle down and people start to form small groups like us.

4. People start forming raid groups, they attack others to steal there food, water, and possibly even shelter.

5. Remains of Pre-War governments try to retake there country in force, they fail miserably.

6 Brick Apocalypse.

The insects have nothing to do with Brick Apocalypse. Oh and thanks for the feedback!

Summary: Pretty much shit hits the fan then that fan falls on the shit causing it to fly all over the room.

Edit:

1 Million Watts of Power wrote:A twist! Good entry, however, I may be right...(Refering to the story.)

Only time will tell, your pretty much delirious though.

Double Edit:
Update!

He is dead, he is fucking dead. All it took was a single bullet like always, one bullet to change a persons life forever may it be the victim or the witnesses. I've seen death before, plenty of it, I was in the war for fucks sake. But this, this was different. In war you expect death, you face it every day dreading it as you turn every god dammed corner. After we've made it through all this, the war, the zombies, the raiders, the mayhem all it took was one single bullet to end that. One fucking bullet.

I'm guessing he's dead.

Yes he is dead, but who is "He". Making people guess and get angry after cliff hangars is the majority of the fun involved in writing.

Darman wrote:Yes he is dead, but who is "He". Making people guess and get angry after cliff hangars is the majority of the fun involved in writing.

I was wondering that, Most likely me, I always seem to die

Let me guess I'm the one dead.

Only time and another entry will tell. In fact I'm starting to consider updating two days from now instead of one.