Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160720133828/@comment-25828117-20160727130939

the beach was littered with rubbish, most of it was small and not very useful, here and there there were some caps though. A few concrete steps lead back up to the road. Where beachside stores and restaurants used to be.

A giant palmstree had fallen over on an old truck creating a little walkway up the vehicle for those who could balance their way to the top.

So far, there didn't appear to be anything that looked like a hardware store in sight. So in repairing the boat they'd have to be creative or go further into the city in search for more usefull stuff.

The woman quickly clutched at her chest as she fell over. Although suddenly, the other raider she had shot earlier had catched up with her and got Lucy in a choke hold.

"That was my sister, you whore! I'll fucking kill you!"

Then he stabbed her in the gut with a small knife. Jolts of pain shot across the vault-dweller's body.