#roadwar

your   eyes   stay   locked   on   his,   ﹠   there’s   a   brief   moment   where you’re   reminded   of   what   the   color   of   the   sky   used   to   be. before   the   bomb   turned   everything   into   a   wasteland.   vivid blues   ﹠   greens   replaced   with   dust   ﹠   fucking   carnage.   leaving   no   room   for   anything   to   blossom   ﹠   grow,   no   room   for   attachments   to   flourish   ⸺   fight   by   your   brothers,   but   be   prepared   to   lose   them   all.   always be   prepared to   lose   fucking everything [ ... ]   ( ... again,   and   again,   and   again,   and   again   …   )   he   understood   this.   the   pain   of   knowing   somebody.   the   loss.   ﹠   yet,   when   you’re   ready   to   part   ways   ﹠   stray   off   onto   your separate   paths   (   𝚈𝙾𝚄’𝙳   𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙽𝚃   𝚃𝙾𝙾   𝙼𝚄𝙲𝙷   𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴   𝚃𝙾𝙶𝙴𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚁   𝙰𝙻𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝚈   )      he   speaks.   it’s   not   a   suggestion,   it’s   a   statement.   he’s already   made   up   his   mind.   you   are   sticking   together   whether   you   like   it   or   not.         “   …   you   want   to   come   with   me   ?   ”

“   right,   well   if   that’s   how   we’re   playin’   the   name   game   nowadays,   i’m   just   gonna   start   callin’   you   homo   neanderthal  an'   we’ll   see   how   that   goes.   ”      you   are   crouched,   knee   digging   into   dirt   with   palm   extended.   the   dog   (   you’d   started   calling   him simon   in   your   head   )    sniffed   the   ends   of   your   gloved fingertips   curiously   ﹠   you   couldn’t   help   the   grin   that   ripped   across   your   face.   gentle.   be   gentle.   canines   were   fascinating   creatures,   capable   of   much   with   teeth   built   to   shred,   but   ⸺   more   often   than   not,   they chose   to   love   instead.   “   y’gotta   give   ‘em   a   normal   name   at   least,   c’mon.   look   at   him.   that’s   a   fuckin’   certified,   purebred   good   boy   right   there.   ”      a   little   scratch   behind   the   ears,   a   pat   on   the   back.   the   dog   is   panting   ⸺   you   weren’t   sure   if   it   was   from   the   heat,   or   if   he   was   just   content   to   be   touched.   maybe   a   little   bit   of   both.

Roadwar 2000 (1987 Amiga By Westwood). . Vote for it: 👉https://bit.ly/2PYaNxu . Roadwar 2000: Gameplay . #roadwar2000 #roadwar #turnbased #strategy #postapocalyptic #strategicsimulations #westwood #amiga #commodore #videogames #retrogaming #retroconsole #gameplay #screenshot #ipreview @preview.app https://www.instagram.com/p/Bri75HKF8Cd/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=qmjv0f8024ap

Roadwar 2000 (1987 Amiga By Westwood). . Vote for it: 👉https://bit.ly/2PYaNxu . In 1999, a terrorist group unleashes a deadly virus on the United States, leading to its collapse. Various vigilante and survivalist groups appear and cars become the primary form of transportation and combat. . #roadwar2000 #roadwar #turnbased #strategy #postapocalyptic #strategicsimulations #westwood #amiga #commodore #videogames #retrogaming #retroconsole #gameplay #screenshot #ipreview @preview.app https://www.instagram.com/p/Bri2zRsFVsN/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=8enq0bipiw2t

Roadwar 2000 (1987 Amiga By Westwood). . Vote for it: 👉https://bit.ly/2PYaNxu . Roadwar 2000 is a turn-based strategy game set in a post-apocalyptic future which resembles the world portrayed in the Mad Max movie series. . #roadwar2000 #roadwar #turnbased #strategy #postapocalyptic #strategicsimulations #westwood #amiga #commodore #videogames #retrogaming #retroconsole #ipreview @preview.app https://www.instagram.com/p/BrivzhGlcET/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=9l7n9cjgoybl

At start of Comrades 2016 #roadwar (at Pietermaritzburg City Hall)

I'll be back on a regular posting schedule next week!