WELCOME TO POST-APOCALYPTIC-ERA!
The rules have been slightly rehashed since coming under new management. Originally, this was a group strictly for Fallout fandom. However, since the Founders and Co-Founders have deserted it (the original Founder deactivated their account without naming a successor) it seems that the group has become a haven for all things post-apocalyptic. So we've decided to leave it as such, since there are already several other groups that are strictly Fallout.
So the rules are as follows:
>Become a Member and you are welcome to your submit work.
>Please submit your work to the proper folder.
>If your work has nothing to do with the apocalypse it will be removed.
>The Featured folder is no longer an option for submission. We will select qualitative works to represent the group as they strike us. If you have a suggestion, do let us know.
Any questions, please don't hesitate to send us a note!
A Rude AwakeningA rush of light flooded in as his eyes fluttered open, blinding him from seeing his surroundings and sending him into a dizzy, downward spiral. All that he could hear were muffled yells and chanting, the contorted voices sounding as if they were under water and a million miles away from where he laid. Everything was in a fuzzy haze after that blow, something he was not expecting to happen. It took a few moments, but his vision came to. Slowly becoming clearer the longer he was conscious. Brown and red was all that could be seen -- rust and blood. Years of wear and tear from the metal walls completely rusted them over, and a familiar crimson color stained over them to maintain an unsettling atmosphere. The air smelled of fresh blood-- his blood-- feeling the red drip and run down his fingertips and forehead. Memories were recollecting in his mind of getting hit with a bat right before he blacked out-- he was still in the arena.A Rude Awakening by Okallu
The man snapped fully awake and jumped to his feet, almost
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