The Christmas Apocolypse of Charas Forums.

[MissingName]

The rules are simple.  Play along as though it's some sort of gigantic disaster, using your Charas persona.  The world we create is whatever you want it to be.

I'm the schizophrenic ex-Soviet patriot with a mouse in his left pocket, a Torekav in the right, a B.A.R. and a Kar98k on my shoulders and a cigarette in my hand.  I have been waiting for quite some time for something like this, so I have tons of supplies... my store is open for all those who wish to survive.

Text is absolutely fine, but if you want to add in pictures, it's absolutely fine.  I think black and white doodles would work extremely well.

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Now.  The door to the bunker is unlocked.  



Chat it up, have a drink.  The old radio room is now a bar.  Come on in, the fireplace is roaring.

The barracks have been converted into a general store.  Ask for something and I just might have it.

[Angel Walter]

Umm... How's this?

Is is okay?

[MissingName]

That is, unless the game continues as though that bit never happened.

Incidentally, Happy New Year.  Have a glass of scotch.

[Angel Walter]

Geez, talk about an anti-climax! Also, thank you for the scotch! *Gulps it down and practically chokes* Ack. I'm not good with alcohol...