Well we did it. We tied the knot, and watching all those people march down the road to the church was an amazing sight. There were over 400 people there. This would have been impossible a few months ago, but now with these new advancements we can take back our streets. Everyone came together and put o a huge festival of sorts. We had a perimeter of guards around the grounds.They were packin' thousands of ASJ rounds, and hundreds of ASJ smoke grenades. We even had a mob about forty slack-jaws the guards took care of them in a few seconds. Our proceedings went uninterpreted, and it was a beautiful ceremony. I'm so glad everyone I care about (that has survived) could make it. Allen, Zoey, Bruce, Raito, Brian, Nicky, My father, And even a bunch of friends and family from the area that survived.
The outfits they made us were so cool. They incorporated tactical gear in the most amazing ways. My tux was like no other tux before it. The vest had ammo pockets and hostlers and the pants as well. they filled the pockets and holsters with real fire arms and ASJ ammo. The jacket had a built in quiver with my compound bow and ASJ arrows in it. It also had a giant patch on the back that said "Groom".
As for my blushing bride, they gave her a similar tactical treatment, but yet they didn't sacrifice elegance. She had all the same pockets and holsters I did, but instead of a quiver, she has a holster with a Remington shot gun. We were plague chic. I think it'll be all the rage in Paris...if Paris is still there. I can't wait for that wedding photographer to get us those pics. Mainly, because just as we were getting to cutting the cake a small band of slack jaws slipped through the defense, and Evelyn and I took them out. I bet He got some good action shots in there. It was quite the day, and Tomorrow we leave for our big tour of the country. This will be my last post. I'm glad I was able to write all this for you all. If I brought hope to one person out there this was all worth it. I will be criss-crossing this broken country of ours and I hope to meet some of you. Adios for now everyone. :)
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Saturday, June 1, 2013
Epilogue: Part 2
Things didn't quite go as planned yesterday. We landed the helicopters in the parking lot of the hospital, but we saw that there was a fence around the hospital now. It was a promising sign, but when we began to get off the helicopter. We noticed that there was a severe lack of guards. This lack of people extended into the hospital. The farther we got the we went into the worse it began seeming. All the lights were off, spider-webs were everywhere and a thick layer off dust covered everything.
Just when everything seemed hopeless, we heard a shuffle, and spun around, all of us pointing our guns at a quivering man in a lab coat. He yelled, "Don't shoot." I recognized him. His name was Chuck. He was on my research team when I was developing the cure. I said, "Chuck it's me, Jake." He looked up, straightened his glasses, and recognized me. He jumped up and wrapped his arms around me. He was always a very touchy feely dude.
I managed to pry him of me, and ask him what had happened. He told me that My father moved every one to the Hotel about half a mile away. It was a huge move very dangerous, but now every family gets a one bedroom hotel room with their own bathrooms. My father also managed to find engineers to run a nearby water treatment plant, and electrical facility. That hotel is fully functional with indoor plumbing, electricity, and a full video library. These people are actually very well taken care of. Chuck made the call to my father to tell him he had a visitor.
When we made it to the hotel we were met by a series of guards. They led us to a room where they made us wait for an hour in an empty room. The guards came back and guided us to a large stage constructed in the lobby. It was decorated with strange statues and a creepy throne. they made us kneel at the stage. Suddenly these two guys start playing these large drums. and out walks my father. He looked like some tribal leader, wearing this ridiculous head piece. He walked up to the edge of the stage and jumped down to us. He said, "Welcome to my kingdom. I have built it from nothing, and I am it's sole leader. Bow before the mighty ruler of Concord! Or be sent to the pit of many slimy things." There was a long silence. Everyone froze. Why was my father acting this way. What happened while we were gone?
Just then he began laughing. He took the headpiece off, and hopped back on the stage. He wiped a tear from his eye and said, "Well, what do you think?" I asked, "about what?" he responded, " About the set. We decided to do a little production. It's a comedy about an egomaniac who begins leading a small tribal village. Think Monty Python meets Apocalypse Now." Then the president asked, "Do you do this to everyone who shows up here?" My dad looked at him, and hopped back down wiping makeup off his face. "Well, look who it is. What brings you to this neck of the woods El Presidente?" Obama looked at him and said, "I thought I'd take some time to meet with some voters." My dad chuckled and said, "Well, I didn't vote for ya." The president turns to me and says, "Like father like son, huh? Anyway, I came because I wanted to be there for your son's wedding."
My dad jumped back, and looked at me saying,"Wedding? This is how I have to find out you're engaged? From the President? You can't call once in a while? Paternal betrayal aside, who is this woman you managed to fool?" Evelyn tapped him on the shoulder. "my name is Evelyn. Nice to meet you sir." My dad turned around and looked at her then at me, then her again. He grabbed her hand with both of his, and said "Nice to meet you. Look Evelyn, I know pickin's are slim now that the apocalypse wiped out a good portion of you options, but you could still do way better, but if you're set on him then I'm glad you two decided to get married up here so I could see it. When are the festivities?" I responded, "Well were going to get married in the hospital chapel but I think I have better idea." We decided to have our wedding in the church I grew up in. It's a mile away, but with our Slack-jaw be gone we're gonna clear a path straight to that church, and have us an old fashioned wedding. We're gonna plan for the next few days and on Wednesday we're getting hitched.
Just when everything seemed hopeless, we heard a shuffle, and spun around, all of us pointing our guns at a quivering man in a lab coat. He yelled, "Don't shoot." I recognized him. His name was Chuck. He was on my research team when I was developing the cure. I said, "Chuck it's me, Jake." He looked up, straightened his glasses, and recognized me. He jumped up and wrapped his arms around me. He was always a very touchy feely dude.
I managed to pry him of me, and ask him what had happened. He told me that My father moved every one to the Hotel about half a mile away. It was a huge move very dangerous, but now every family gets a one bedroom hotel room with their own bathrooms. My father also managed to find engineers to run a nearby water treatment plant, and electrical facility. That hotel is fully functional with indoor plumbing, electricity, and a full video library. These people are actually very well taken care of. Chuck made the call to my father to tell him he had a visitor.
When we made it to the hotel we were met by a series of guards. They led us to a room where they made us wait for an hour in an empty room. The guards came back and guided us to a large stage constructed in the lobby. It was decorated with strange statues and a creepy throne. they made us kneel at the stage. Suddenly these two guys start playing these large drums. and out walks my father. He looked like some tribal leader, wearing this ridiculous head piece. He walked up to the edge of the stage and jumped down to us. He said, "Welcome to my kingdom. I have built it from nothing, and I am it's sole leader. Bow before the mighty ruler of Concord! Or be sent to the pit of many slimy things." There was a long silence. Everyone froze. Why was my father acting this way. What happened while we were gone?
Just then he began laughing. He took the headpiece off, and hopped back on the stage. He wiped a tear from his eye and said, "Well, what do you think?" I asked, "about what?" he responded, " About the set. We decided to do a little production. It's a comedy about an egomaniac who begins leading a small tribal village. Think Monty Python meets Apocalypse Now." Then the president asked, "Do you do this to everyone who shows up here?" My dad looked at him, and hopped back down wiping makeup off his face. "Well, look who it is. What brings you to this neck of the woods El Presidente?" Obama looked at him and said, "I thought I'd take some time to meet with some voters." My dad chuckled and said, "Well, I didn't vote for ya." The president turns to me and says, "Like father like son, huh? Anyway, I came because I wanted to be there for your son's wedding."
My dad jumped back, and looked at me saying,"Wedding? This is how I have to find out you're engaged? From the President? You can't call once in a while? Paternal betrayal aside, who is this woman you managed to fool?" Evelyn tapped him on the shoulder. "my name is Evelyn. Nice to meet you sir." My dad turned around and looked at her then at me, then her again. He grabbed her hand with both of his, and said "Nice to meet you. Look Evelyn, I know pickin's are slim now that the apocalypse wiped out a good portion of you options, but you could still do way better, but if you're set on him then I'm glad you two decided to get married up here so I could see it. When are the festivities?" I responded, "Well were going to get married in the hospital chapel but I think I have better idea." We decided to have our wedding in the church I grew up in. It's a mile away, but with our Slack-jaw be gone we're gonna clear a path straight to that church, and have us an old fashioned wedding. We're gonna plan for the next few days and on Wednesday we're getting hitched.
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