《Lazy Ash》40.History, Lies, and Talking to myself.
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Ash
I was bored as hell! I have spent the last 3 hours covering 50 miles or so. Normally this distance would've been covered quite quickly but an American super isn't really welcomed around this time. I think.
"Why was world history optional in High School!? If I would've known it would actually be useful I would've at least read the textbook! My knowledge of history sucks ass. Other than a few pantheons and a decent amount of Japanese history I have got squat. I mean I can't even remember if tensions are bad with Russia, Ukraine, USSR, whatever the hell this part of the fucking continent is! Now here I am so bored I am talking to myself, with another 50 miles or so to go, wondering if being an American is bad. *Sigh* I hate my life."
I have talked and complained to myself quite a few times in the last three hours. Personally I am hoping it doesn't become a habit. Maybe it's some backlash from losing the girls so suddenly? So long as I don't go crazy it should be fine.
Currently, I am walking down a dirt road. All around me is a developing area. If my limited knowledge of the area is correct the place should be undergoing huge change due to a nuclear reactor or something. Too bad in a few years all there will be is wilderness. The world will pretty much abandon this place.
Despite being on the road for so long I have seen quite a few military vehicles. Due to my paranoia or the fact that I have seen way too many movies I hid from them. Like most countries the one in control of Chernobyl had an idea something was going to happen but they decided not to tell their citizens due to this most of the military stationed and the people living there died.
In the six days that followed before the place was permanently quarantined. Many heros, villains, and other countries tried to mount rescue attempts. All for their own reasons sure but still. They too mostly failed. By the sixth day the death count was totaled at 14,751.
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Most of the number was the residents and the army that was already there. But the others who went in after were the rest. In the present that number still climbs.
I was never truly interested in the place. If I wanted to I could hack all the secrets the U.S. had on the place but I never thought I would end up here so I never bothered. Now I am a little regretful.
So I wouldn't stand out to much I reshaped my suit into a sleeveless black hoodie with a white cross and a golden fox resting on the cross. I had my hood down and made my hair look brown. My tails and ears were hidden and my eyes were blue. Add on a pair of blue jeans and sneakers and I hoped I could blend in.
I hope most people speak Russian because I know at least some but if Ukrainian is the main here I am fucked. I think I read somewhere that in Pripyat they speak both. Damn you high school yet again you have screwed over another youth!
With another sigh I trudge on.
After another two and a half hours I see signs of civilization. If you can call any town without a taco bell and internet civilization.
"Hey Rhea, Chronos. Just putting this out there but if you guys leave me here I will become the worst enemy you two have ever faced. Leaving me with no internet, cable, decent movies, or a fucking Taco bell is more than my sanity can take. Hell I think the best thing right now is the NES!" I shivered at that.
Theres nothing wrong with old games but I have already dealt with the struggle! My dad wouldn't allow me any new games until I beat all the old Megamans, Marios, Zeldas, and for some reason the fucking TMNT games! I mean fuck you water worlds of the old generation. I paid my dues!
As I am approaching the town I can see a huge military presence. The fact that the fuckers knew something was up is a little upsetting. Then again I know whats going to happen and I'm not screaming "Run for your lives!"
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"Now I am looking for twins with the names Raye and Mery..........."
Oh shit thats all I know isn't it!? FUCCCCKKK!!!!!! Why the hell didn't I ask what they look like! Shit!Shit!SHIT! Oh well its not like it'll be hard right this should be quant little town or some-
My thoughts stopped there because something was definitely wrong. The tiny little town that was supposed to be here isn't here. Instead the place was incredibly close to modern standards of the times. Also it was much much larger.
"What the fuck......"
Everywhere I look I see people moving about towns of cars moving back and forth, people going about their daily routines, the military trying to make it seem like its no big deal.
"This...This isn't right! This place is supposed to be a small little town or something with maybe 10-15 thousand people. Not a fucking city with at least three times that amount! Are you telling me that the world lied about something this big!? Oh when I get home I am hacking like a motherfucker."
It shouldn't surprise me that the world hid the truth. After all there is not a single government that is not corrupt in some way. But this is to much something like this needs to be out in the open. I have a feeling that I am going to have a very hard time doing what I need to here.
If it was a small town I could escape far easier but this place is about half the size of Chicago and about as modern. I wouldn't be surprised if there was a subway station.
My thoughts were stopped for a second when I saw a black Countach LP500.
Mental note:When shit hits the fan find and hide that car in shadows.
At this point saving the girls comes secondary after seeing that car the thief in me wanted to go on a spree. A part of myself realized I can literally take anything from here and not a damn thing would be done about it!
After wandering around for an hour or so I came up to a police station. I figured where else am I supposed to find information in this goddess forsaken time.
I walk in and go to the front desk.
"How can I help you?" The officer behind the counter spoke Russian gratefully.
"I am look for two girls."
The officer laughs at me."Your Russian is shit boy. But nice try all the same. Lucky for you I speak English."
"Oh thank goddess."
"Goddess? You must have strange beliefs my friend. My name is Nickolai. As for finding girls the whore house is a few blocks down the way. At night you can find quite a few on the streets. Trust me on this go to the whore house quality much better."
(1)Hearing his name I had the impression he would live through this. Unless he is the first iteration in which case he is screwed.
"Good to know but I am not looking for those kind of girls (I hope) I am looking for two girls 22 years old twins with the first names of Raye and Mery."
"Hmm..Do you have any details about their looks or anything?"Seeing me shake my head he sighs.
"I am sorry my young friend but I cannot help you. There is just not enough information. But if you change your mind about those girls I get off in two hours and can show you the best girls around eh?" I share a laugh with the man and walk out.
"Great now what do I do?"
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(1)If you dont get the reference think newer video games. If you still dont buy an xbox!
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