Who: Dom and Open When: Tuesday Night Where: Courtyard What: A night time stroll Rating: TBD
Dom still couldn't believe his luck; he was stuck here in a world without any cars to get himself out of here. The whole thing still frustrated him beyond words, but he was starting to come to terms with it. He was starting to realize that if he was going to be stuck here then why not use this as a chance to start over? He had done plenty of things in his past, but not many people here knew about them, so he would be able to literally start from scratch. How many people ever really got that chance?
At the moment he was out exploring a long the grounds and trying to come up with a way to make a life for himself here. It was harder than he thought; he only really knew about two things....cars and busting heads. Of course he was very good with both, but he didn't want to get himself into any trouble here, so he was trying to come up with something new to try.
Maybe there was other things that could be worked on. He had always been good with his hands, so maybe he could try building things, but what could he make that would be helpful to the people here? That was the main thing for him; he wanted to be helpful and not harmful. He wanted to do something to make the place safer, because after all most of the people in the world that he cared the most about were here and he needed more than anything to keep them safe.