Romantically Apocalyptic

I felt scorching heat and vibrating pain.
There was an endless buzz in my ears of massive shell-shock.
Crunching noise of the ground.
For a brief second I saw tiny mushrooms and flowers under me, but they quickly disintegrated into dust.
Impossible. Shock-Hallucinations. I haven't seen grass in so many years.

Crawl forward. Away. Away from the heat.
Farther. Come on Alex. Get up. Walk.

Something was wrong. I wasn't supposed to be alive.

...Ion Cannon interrupts all electronic impulses, no matter how small, effectively scrambling, disrupting all neural activity and shuts down the brain.
Sure, the walls of the little house protected me from the flames of ruptured atmosphere, but how is my mind still active?
Only one thing could have protected me. Something which could bend all known laws of physics at it pleased.

Could it be? The note?!

Could Seven's luck actually transfer onto others?
If this is true, then Seven could be the key to my survival.
That or the super must have wanted me alive.
Oh, I will play your little game Captain.
I know not why you'd want me, but as long as I stay close to you, I might survive.

There's no point in hiding in the bunker now, all electronics down there have been fried, plus ANNET would surely send in another drone to check for my body.

We must hurry.

What do you mean I can't leave until the interview is over?
No! I'm not filling out this 20 page application!

Use number 2 pencil? Where am I supposed to get a number 2 pencil?

My references? What?! You worked under me for years!
This is ridiculous!
Why would you want my email?!

Why would you even need to know whether I can dance salsa?

ANNET's drones could be here any moment!

No, I'm not giving you my phone number!

This is an intermission.
prepare your thought pattern.
have a seat, eat a cookie.

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I WOULD IMAGINE SNIPPY AS A SHOE AS WELL FOR ASKING ME SUCH SOUR QUESTIONS, BUT I HOPE THAT SOMEDAY THIS LOBSTER WILL LEARN SOMETHING OF IMPORTANCE OF CONSEQUENCES THAT COME TO PASS WITH EACH MOTION.

PERHAPS SOMEDAY YOU WILL LISTEN TO YOUR CAPTAIN, EH SNIPSTER?

LOOK WHERE NOT LISTENING TO YOUR CAPTAIN GOT US - YOUR LACK OF FAITH IN SANTA SUMMONED A FLYING COW AND YOUR FURTHER FLAILING ALMOST GOT YOU DISSECTED.
IF IT WEREN'T FOR CAPTAIN'S BRILLIANT IDEA TO EXPLODE THE FLYING COW WITH YOUR ATOMIC DOPPELGANGER, YOU'D BE LIKE "OH NO MY PRECIOUS ORGANS, COME BACK WITH MY ORGANS."

DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH FLYING COWS COST SNIPPY?
THEY DON'T GROW ON TREES ON THEIR OWN.
THE COW FARMERS WANTED COPYRIGHT VENGEANCE!

THEIR LAWYERS WOULD HAVE SUED US ALL INTO OBLIVION IF IT WEREN'T FOR MY AMAZINGLY AMAZING NEGOTIATIONS TABLE THROWING MOVES AND THE SHOE THEOREM WHICH I DEVELOPED DURING MY TRAVELS IN THE WASTELANDS: [link]

DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE MORAL THAT I'M FLIPPING YOUR WAY?

COME BACK, I'M NOT DONE EXPLAINING!

...One more dance

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Mush minions! Mush!

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._. NO!

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ <3 <3

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