Go to Hell: The game of bad decisions

Johann hopped off from the back of the truck and looked around his surroundings. Nice place to live if you were tired of being covered in puke in some alleyway but other than that you'd be better off in somewhere a little bit more friendly... Like Detroit. He's been here before when it was his turn to pick up and drive his compatriots to the meet and greet, but each time it seemed a little shittier to him. Johann especially thought that the burning black man tied to a cross in TJ's neighbors front yard was a nice touch.

Over the mangled screams Johann remarked, "I have no Luxuria. We need our fix TJ, but I feel that we'd be better off if we made a fair amount of detours to... Recharge, if you catch my drift. Mace, Pastor, I'm sure you agree." He smiled.
 
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Pastor Greg gets out of the truck and wipes his mouth off on his sleeve. He takes in his squalid surroundings as he follows TJ into the trailer. He grimaces a little as TJ talks with his mouth full and the contents seep out. He looks at the direction indicated and his mouth falls open as he notices his display of weapons. He heard Johann's idea and scratched his head. "The Bible says let he who is without sin cast the first stone. But I guess that shipped has long since sailed." Visions of hell flashed in his mind as he spoke.
 
TJ grunts and looks at Johann.
"A bit of the old ultraviolence, eh? Sounds good to me. What do you want to do. Or rather, where do you want to go "hunting"?
 
His chin pressed into his hand, Johann racked his brain. "Cops have been cracking down very hard on Cum-Dump Slums as of late so murdering a few whores would be ill-advised." His calm voice nearly betrayed the morbidness of his words. "There's always Chinkazoid Town, but the threat of the Triad may be more worrisome than the city's finest pigs. At least if we invoke their ire..." He let a small little laugh interrupt him mid sentence, "The cops would likely use the excuse our mayhem would cause to start up a race war as they always do." Johann's smile widened a bit, most definitely sincere.

Randall is right. This city needs a name. Here's a few of my suggestion.

Shittsburgh, Neo Detroit, Lynch City.
 
Frémont City? (Yes, Fremont is a real city in California. However, this would be a different place with the same name. The cities name used to be Los Diablos, but was changed after the Mexican-American War in an attempt to rid the new territory of "Spaniard influences".)
 
" I don't know if starting a race war is such a great idea guys. I mean I might make it a little difficult to procure our uhhh dope." He still felt uncomfortable when he mentioned heroin. "It might be better to visit one of the hobo camps set up under the 4th street bridge and uhhh help them pass over to the other side. I mean no one could possibly miss themand we might be doing them a favor right?" Pastor Greg's words weren't really convincing but he knew he didn't have to dress the idea up at least not for his present company.
I'm partial to Shittsburgh myself. Hookersville, West Virginia is also a real place with a great name.
 
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I'll throw in my vote for Shittsburgh since it fits the premise of the game so well.
 
So, one of the ideas I had for a location: The Decay.
The Decay used to be a fairly nice neighborhood back in the 40s and 50s, where it was a center of industry, finance, and culture for Shittsburgh. Unfortunately, the area fell into economic decline throughout the 60s and 70s as businesses began to move away. By 1985, it was regarded as a sleazy, "ethnic type" infested shithole. And then the Great Earthquake of '85 struck. The Decay was one of the most extensively hit areas, mostly because many of the buildings hadn't been maintained or brought up to code. It was then that the Shittsburgh city council just threw up their arms, declared the more stabile buildings public housing projects, and left the area to rot.
Today, the area is known by many names, the most popular being The Decay, Little Somalia, and Shittsburgh's Shitter.
It's not just a place where the police refuse to go, it's the place that the National Guard refuses to go without several armored vehicles.
So, good location or not?
 
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So, one of the ideas I had for a location: The Decay.
The Decay used to be a fairly nice neighborhood back in the 40s and 50s, where it was a center of industry, finance, and culture for Shittsburgh. Unfortunately, the area fell into economic decline throughout the 60s and 70s as businesses began to move away. By 1985, it was regarded as a sleazy, "ethnic type" infested shithole. And then the Great Earthquake of '85 struck. The Decay was one of the most extensively hit areas, mostly because many of the buildings hadn't been maintained or brought up to code. It was then that the Shittsburgh city council just threw up their arms, declared the more stabile buildings public housing projects, and left the area to rot.
Today, the area is known by many names, the most popular being The Decay, Little Somalia, and Shittsburgh's Shitter.
It's not just a place where the police refuse to go, it's the place that the National Guard refuses to go without several armored vehicles.
So, good location or not?
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Sounds like Gotham's No Man's Land. I like it.
 
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Mace snapped out of his tactical trance and quickly checked once again for SPILLED MOUNTAIN DEW. Finding none, he tumbled out of the truck tactically and entered the trailer. "Like, do you have like any gamerfuel around here...?" he mumbled, half to TJ and half to himself.

He sat on the floor with the grace of a wolf and scrubbed a hand through his scraggly hair. "Like what're we doing again? Like tactically sinning and shit? I'm down for that, I guess, but like it's gotta be Zoroastrianists dude. As an Air Force Intellectual Combat Veteran Stoner Warlord I'm not down with killing civvies and shit man, if it's not the enemy it's basically a bad kill dude."
 
"True, the Zoroastrianists pose little threat compared to our other possible choices, the question now remains." He stroked his chin and took a quick glance at his odd bedfellows, "Would it be as fun as the other options?" A small tinge of venom lingered off his tongue when he spoke aloud. His mind was currently in a confused stir, Fun? What part of hurting innocents do I find... Amusing? Ever since I opened that book... My ancestor's book... I keep finding myself saying odder and odder things.
 
"Dude it's sick okay!" Mace exclaimed, a childish grin forming on his face. "You get to like beat the shit out of them and stuff, right? But like it's totally legal and shit, 'cause like nobody likes Zoroaster-rags you know, 'case like they're terrorists and stuff. So basically, it's like #EasyVioleeeeence, riiiiiiiight, tahaaaaaaaaaa!"
 
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"Yeah, Yeah the Zoroasters they don't believe in GodJesus. I mean they are Heathens and probably aren't going to heaven anyway. No one could possibly miss a group of extremists. GodJesus certainly couldn't be mad at me for harming people that refuse to accept him as their savior. "They ruined my trip to the holy land and maybe we should return the favor." He was relived that someone offered a more deserving target of their attention.
 
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TJ finishes his Lucky Charms/Bud Light breakfast and gets up from the table.
"So, we'll go wack some Zoroastrians then? Sounds good. Grab some weapons if yah needs any."
TJ opens his refrigerator and pulls out an AA-12 shotgun. He slings it over his shoulder and grabs some earplugs, a baseball bat with chain wrapped around it, and a CD labeled "Wakin songz"
 
Mace adjusted his tactical combat shades and let out a small taha. "Duuuuuuude, just like tell me you got some good ol' Deags in there and we'll be like chill."
 
Pastor Greg stared at the ramshackle armory with a look of confusion as he eyed each piece of weaponry. He couldn't find what he was looking for and turned to TJ instead."I don't really have too much experience with firearms is there one that you would recommend for beginners?"
 
Johann looked at the table and pocketed a small handheld firearm, he was also not knowledgeable on the topic but he remembered a similar one from a video game so he figured why not?
 
"Deagle? Like, a desert eagle? Yeah, I got one lying and round her somewhere."
TJ turns to Pastor Greg and looks him in the eye.
"Well, you don't have no experience with guns, do yah? Grab one of the M4s on the sofa and set it to semiautomatic. There's a lever on the side that sets it to safe, semi-auto, fully automatic, or three round burst. Or you could grab one of the 12 gauges. However, the recoil's a bitch on them, and it's likely to fuck up your eardrums."
 
Pastor Greg walked over to the sofa and picked up on of the M4s that was jammed in between the cushions. He felt around for the lever TJ mentioned and set it to semi auto. He gingerly raised the gun to his shoulders and looked through the sights. He brought the gun back down and pushed his glasses to his forehead and aimed again this time with a smile. He had seen enough in movies to have some idea of what to do. He fumbled around for a minute before figuring out how to cock it. He wanted to say something tuff. "Yeah, this will do nicely." Holding the gun made him feel a lot more powerful. Nobody's going to mess with me now, I should have got a gun years ago.
 
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