'sup /fg4pg/, I've got a story to tell. If you don't know who I am, you're either
a. new to the guild
b. just haven't figured it out yet, and it will hit you in a few minutes. My profile is a lie (and will probably scare the ******** out of you) so don't go by that.
(If you do know who I am, keep it quiet. I'm still trying to be on the down low here).
Now this is a story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down. No, not
really, but it is probably the only story you'll ever hear of my life off of the internet (which is actually the majority of my life, despite my dedication to web based activities).
After taking a long (or short, time is relative after all) leave of gaia, I got bored. Really bored. I no longer had anyone to terrorize, burninate, or pwn in general.
Is the demons and doesn't afraid of anything? Maybe.
So I decided that if I couldn't have my adventures on the internet, I'd just have to have them in the real world. And so I set off around the city, breaking in, climbing over, and a whole lot of walking. And (we) eventually found some pretty cool s**t.
Exhibit one:
This was under the city. There were no grates or lights above us, so this was pitch black. Thank god we had our flashlights with us; as you can see they're quite bright. Amazingly, there was no graffiti down here, just alot of muck. The crap on the floor was over an inch deep. We didn't go too far due to the lack of oxygen, boots, etc, but overall this was one of the less hazardous locations.
Exhibit two:
Just wandering between places you occasionally run into something incredible. This was our lucky day: The entire wall under the bridge was painted. There was also a homeless guy wandering around down here, but we left him alone.
Exhibit three:
This is an abandoned portion of an asylum located nearby.
Going in probably wasn't the best idea:
But we did anyways. Inside we found some creepy s**t:
*Gasp* there were demons in the base. We didn't see them, but had expected them now for years.
Everything was crappy and dusty, but some things were perfectly preserved once you wiped them off. It was like looking into a time capsule:
A friend claimed that this was where they started re-introducing the insane into the work force, by giving them factory-style jobs in the asylum. This room had large sealed rubber doors and was completely sealed off. Everything in this one room was still in good condition, unlike the junk piled up everywhere else. We didn't stick around long, as it was creepy as hell. Despite that there were windows, you could hardly see your own hands without a flashlight. It was a really big place, too. The room was so open that you didn't know what (or who) else might be in there with you, as there was no way to light up the whole place at once.
Some type of heater:
So, any of you ever done anything like this? Ever had anything that scared the ******** out of you?