Some indefinite time later I made it back and stood in front of the back driver’s side door for a few minutes before taking a breath and pulling it open. It all seemed so pointless. I was trapped out here and would probably die out here. Or I’d die in some off-screen part of Mad Max once I made it back to a city.
I barely managed to crawl into the oven and turned myself around to sit and laid across the back of the seat. Shouldn’t there have been some breeze? The apocalypse still wouldn’t give a man a bone.
I laughed weakly as I thought of the wolves and how they wouldn’t get any bones either. Because I still had all my bones. Also because they were dead. It’s only fair! I stopped laughing as I explained the joke to myself.
I tried to swirl around spit in my mouth, but that hadn’t existed, maybe ever. I swiped my hand across my face and it felt strange. Like I was touching someone else’s face. I recognized that from the few times I had tried psychedelics. Disassociation? Probably from the life or death fight I had just gone through. The recent memory brought no sense of tension or even release with it. It just was, it was like I had read about it in a particularly uninteresting book. I thought of Ethan Frome, I chuckled, the closest I’d previously felt to my current condition was when I had been forced to read that book for school. A cursed, lifeless thing that psychically transmitted its despair directly into the unwary reader. That author was definitely in hell.
I debated if it was worth calling up my own status and settled on doing just that. It wasn’t much of an effort, just two quick words. I tried to croak out “Display Status”, but my throat felt dry and raw as no sound came out. I tried to think, ‘Display Status’, but my head felt clouded and unfocused. I tried to verbalize the word a few more times and almost gave up on the effort before I managed to croak out, “Dis…play Status.”
Doubting Thomas
Class: Basic B
Rank: exceedingly average Human
Level 3(5)
Earned Feats:
Bonus Feats:
Unspent Feat Points: 7
Body
4+ 5!
The Strength of your Body.
Fight and Rage: 1
Mind
4
The Strength of your Mind.
Soul
4+ 5!
The Strength of your Soul.
Mercy on a Poor Soul: 1
External Will
0+ 1!
The inner spark of Man manifest, the Will to Shape Reality
I'd Rather Die Than Lose: 1
Internal Fortitude
7+ 8!
1/8
How do you carry on when all is lost?
*
Tis but a scratch: 1
Back from the Brink: 1
Divine Spark
0
Do you believe in miracles now, heathen?
N/A
Luck
1+ 2!
To clarify, Humanity has an average luck of 20. Losing His Favor was your choice but regardless, you can't call that 'good' luck. Humanity’s luck reset to (0)
N/A
Right Lady, Wrong Time: 1
Fortunate Son: 1
Potentiality
-9.98
Ranges between (-10 and 10). Losing Status as Most Favored is pretty bad on a potentiality curve, don't tell me that surprises you?
N/A