{"sf1_id":506187,"sf2_id":"keNXpjOn","title":"This hell known as Earth!","author":"Ferocious Wolf","words":1049,"posted_at":"2013-02-25T05:05:00.000Z","tags":["Deer","Fighting","Guns","Otter","Rabbit","Violence (Not In Yiff)","Wolf","apocalypse","bandits","survival"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/506187-this-hell-known-as-earth","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/keNXpjOn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/fb/2a/fb2a50c7-8cbc-419a-8f35-5b60e7682678","description":"My second story! This time with spacing! ;)","content":"\\*GASP\\* Faolchú wakes with a jarring shiver as he realizes he is still in his tree.\u0026nbsp;\n\nEvery night it is the same dream his friends getting murdered as he tried to rescue them... Using the word \"tried\" very loosely.\u0026nbsp;\nHow was he supposed to fight 15 people! He blames himself for not trying, Instead He ran like a COWARD!\u0026nbsp;\n\\*Sigh\\* just calm down I have things to do and This will get me nowhere... I better check my snares. \u0026nbsp;\n\nJumping down from the tree he walks to the first snare \\*Sigh\\* The first snare is empty lets pray for the second one!\u0026nbsp;\n\nReaching the second one he is rewarded with a tired and frightened rabbit.\u0026nbsp;\n\nQuickly killing it he guts and skins it.\u0026nbsp;\n\nTaking the meat and cutting it in strips he salts and hangs it to dry.\n\nStretching the skin and rubbing his dwindling pile of salt on it he lets it dry as well.\n\nHeading out to collect his cans of water he finds 3 cups of fresh water.\n\nPicking up the cans he pours the water in his canteen he checks his meat and hide.\n\nThe meat has turned to jerky and the hide has been tanned.\n\nwrapping majority if the meat in the hide he packs up camp and saviors the rich salty taste of his rabbit he set out for breakfast.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nPreparing his map he has to go 2 and 3/4 of a mile before he reaches he reaches Gray Hills.\n\nHis option is to take the trail and risk being spotted or go through the thick woods.\n\nThe woods is safer, but slower... I have to get there alive so woods it is.\n\nFaolchú has always liked trails better.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThey provide an easy walk and open space!\n\nThe woods is slow and very claustrophobic!\n\nTraveling through the woods is boring. Ears\u0026nbsp;perking up he hears branches snapping... Instantly stopping he crouches and waits looking in the direction of the noise.\n\nAfter a couple of moments of waiting a beautiful doe steps out from behind a tree.\u0026nbsp;\n\nFaolchú risking the noise pulls out his double barrel and puts the bead right behind the shoulder of the doe... A kill shot.\n\n\\*BOOM\\* The recoil punches Faolchú in the shoulder as the deer drops like a rock!\u0026nbsp;\n\nFaolchú has to hurry before bandits arrive to investigate the noise.\n\nHe quickly guts and skins the deer placing the meat and hide in a garbage bag and putting it in his bag.\n\nAfter this bandits will be swarming the woods so he has to take the trail.\n\nRunning through the trees he feels branches hit his face and tear at his shirt.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe has to keep going he can hear the voices in the distance.\u0026nbsp;\n\nbreaking through the trees he Reaches the trail.\u0026nbsp;He pulls out\u0026nbsp;his map 1/2 a mile to go and it is high noon.\n\nSneaking past a watch tower with a sniper he realizes how heavy the meat is. The weight of the deer meat is tiring, but the meat will bring in a lot of slugs.\u0026nbsp;\n\n(Slugs is punched out steel that look like washers, but with the middle intact. It has taken over the currency since you can't make coins.)\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nReaching town he hears the familiar noise of people, the sour smell of body odor, and the sight of old wooden walls!\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe hates towns, but they serve a purpose... Trade and that is it!\n\n\u0026nbsp;Walking and Looking for a general store he locates one right in the middle of town. An old otter is behind the counter when Faolchú steps in.\n\nOtter: Hey der youngin! Wat you got der fer me?\u0026nbsp;\n\nFaolchú: Do you take meat?\n\nOtter: \\*points to a freezer hooked to a generator\\* You're in luck gout dat dang thang runnin yeasterday!\n\nFaolchú: how much would you give me for a whole deer?\n\nOtter: A WHOLE DEER? Well call me a weasel! I coud git you Probably 680 slugs!\u0026nbsp;\n\nFaolchú: how about 750? This is a young doe high quality meat and was killed just a couple of hours ago.\n\nOtter:700\n\nFaolchú:730\n\nOtter:715\n\nFaolchú:720\n\nOtter:...okay you win 720 slugs it is!\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nEating the rest of his rabbit leaves him with \u0026nbsp;an empty bag left he has only the familiar weight of slugs.\n\nWalking around town he finds \u0026nbsp;a weapon smith to check and repair his shotgun, pistol, knife, and machete only costing him 25 slugs.\n\nNow unarmed with 695 slugs he feels a little... Uncomfortable.\u0026nbsp;\n\nIgnoring that gut feeling was dumb! He is grabbed by the shoulders and pulled into an alley.\u0026nbsp;\n\nStanding back up he is confronted by three young cows.\u0026nbsp;\n\nSeeing as they are stair stepped in height and have the same features they must be brothers.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe oldest steps forward to talk, but before he can Faolchú steps forward and puts double hammerfist on each side of his jaw.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Dislocating and splitting it down the middle the oldest brothers jaw is ruined.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe second charges with a switchblade.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Faolchú side steps and grabs his wrist pulling it behind his back. Faolchú lets the knife fall into his hand as he stabs it into the cows ribs and putting a snap kick in his back throwing him to the ground.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe last brother scared and shaking pulls a 9mm before he can pull the trigger Faolchú throws the switchblade making it stick in his shoulder.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe kid drops the gun and Faolchú jumps and brings a flying round house to the cows jaw.\u0026nbsp;\n\nStriking the cow perfectly it knocks him out as he loots their bodies to find 23 slugs, a switchblade and a 9mm pistol.\n\n\u0026nbsp;Walking to the black smith he sees a suit of metal armor made of steel plate, expanded metal, and leather he has to have it!\n\nCosting 500 slugs he instantly slams it on the table.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe black smith a very big german Shepard smiles and says... \\*a little excited? That took me 2 weeks to build! If you buy it comes with this (slides a long sword on the table) I made a couple of swords, but no one is buying so I have been giving them away!\\*\u0026nbsp;\n\nFaolchú steps out of the dressing room in a very home made metal suit complete with a sword on his back....\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n  \n  \n\n"}