Board Thread:Lores/@comment-30657087-20180530022003

The storm comes rushing in, rushing with the rain, thunderstorms, and heavy winds

"Finally, the storm! I've hating the boring ass summer weather, plain and boring" I said with an attitude

I lay down to the wet ground and look at the thunderstorms—placing my M4A1 next to me on the ground, without any ammo in it, since I've ran out of ammo for the gun fighting zombies

"So... damn... relaxing" I say softly

The survivor with an ugly ass hair sits next to me and said to me "Wow, I never knew you loved stormy weathers, and hated the warm summer weather"

I've turned my head looking at him, also seeing his hair going crazy by the wind, his hair just looks glitchy just like how it would be in a video game

I talk back to him "To me, in my opinion, summer is just bland as hell. It feels like, there's nothing. The vibe feels, uncomfortable, that's why I despise summer so much"

'As I close my eyes to rest and listen to the storm, I get a random quick dream of a random place somewhat look well similar to the Bouri Rig one, except for advanced with the intense stormy weather. In that oil rig, we were to go up the elevating platform to the main area of the rig, while fighting off hordes of zombies.'

'Here goes another quick dream of another random area, but it seems so familiar to the upcoming Zombie Forces map, except with massive hills and houses. But I didn't successfully saw what was there so the dream proceeded to go to the part where I'm walking down the highway alone, with the storm but no rain and thunderstorms unfortunately—but there was wind though.'

'And here's the final weird dream, I think, the dream takes place in a very similar place me and the group have went through, it was Kingstreet, the difference was that the roads were way longer, there was no garage, land was hella big, the town was like 5x bigger, and it was night time and foggy. I saw myself riding the M939 truck on the back mowing down zombies chasing after us with the M249, that's all I can remember.'

'Welp, I guess I was wrong, here's yet another dream, I wonder what my brain is trying to tell me or trying to do. In this particular dream, it was set way back when I was in like 7th grade or 8th grade. I remember waking up to head to school and remember seeing the skies dark and stormy looking, it also pleases me. While walking, I saw a some person, who wore the same futuristic looking hoodie as me, except with better quality, he also had futuristic armor and weapons, I assumed that it's a futuristic version of my self. The person was wearing a military commander beret, he has a hand-cannon that has 8 barrels, looks like a minigun actually, also has a jetpack and a gasmask with night vision goggles, he flicked me off for half a second and disappeared—I wondered what that was for. So I headed to the school and I see the person I liked, though we don't even talk at all, probably doesn't like me, hanging out with her friend and stuff and I hear her mention my name. I was unsure if I was hearing things or not, but I often do hear things for some reason. I see a kid that wanted his plastic bag back, and it just simply flew to the road and then he cried like the little pussy he is. I've finally reached my school, it looks so different, probably a version 2 of my school I guess.'

PART 2 COMING SOON  XXDDDD I HAZ 2 GO SLEEP LOLOLOLOLOLOLOOLOLOLOLO

sorry if this is shit lmao

i did this before i went to bed and start having panic attacks and have brain trauma

if you're wondering about my "Zombie Forces remake"

im doing the AI version first and ill do the multiplayer one at summer

k bye 