Jun 15
When the rapture happens imma steal all the left behind clothes and be the most dripped out person on the planet.
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When the rapture happens imma steal all the left behind clothes and be the most dripped out person on the planet.
Apocalypse plan:
If unable to get top surgery in time
idk die
If flat
Drive a cool truck
become a bard
my coworkers apocalypse plan sucks, but we did plan a signal for if our raiding parties come across each other so, you could say I’m prepared
“What’s your apocalypse plan?”
“That entirely depends on the type of apocalypse, y’know? Nuke? I could probably manage without much prep, other than, y’know, food storage. Since who knows what the hell lasts under that sorta heat and radiation and I go through a lotta food.”
“Provided y’know, I don’t cause it.”
If you think about it, there are really only 5 places you can hide from an alien invasion, natural disaster etc
...counting other planets/universes etc as being the ‘outer space’ category
What's your apocolypse plan ?
SEND ME “WHAT’S YOUR APOCALYPSE PLAN?” AND MY MUSE WILL TELL YOURS WHAT THEY WOULD DO IF THE WORLD WAS ENDING.
Dove’s brow creased, her face shadowing half a cringe.
“Well…”
(She needed a moment, to reassure herself that talking about a second, hypothetical End of the World wasn’t going to trigger a flashback. But she felt stable, contemplating it– though still a bit uncomfortable.)
“I’d have to make sure my friends were… safe. I don’t think I could do anything without knowing they were… at least going to try being okay. And I think… we’d have to communicate. I’d make sure we could. Probably with telepathy, because, uhhm… who knows how long the batteries in a communicator, or someone’s cell phone, would last? Probably not long enough,” she decided, shaking her head. “Especially because everyone will want to call their loved ones. Say goodbye… That’s another thing I’d have to do,” she realized, blinking with slow, wilting desolation at the thought.
“I couldn’t go through another end of the world, and not say goodbye to my best friends.”
I'm telling you, if the zombie apocalypse ever happens? My ass will be at the library.
Dad just bought a solar charger and I am so thrilled because now I can charge my phone during the apocalypse :D