traversing the wasteland - a playlist [APOCALYPTIA PT 2]
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- Опубликовано: 2 ноя 2024
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0:00 new normal - jack stauber
1:24 the mill - ferry [ft iroha & kyo]
5:40 gamma ray - beck
8:36 little dark age - MGMT
13:38 413 kill chop deluxe - mashup by FrickinNic
18:27 sand planet - hachi [ft miku]
22:24 rental car - beck
25:30 canajoharie - they might be giants
29:05 evil - interpol
32:41 i need to do it myself - pengosolvent
You still remember those days from the bunker..
the days where you had to eat non-perishable food, even if it was gross. the days where you slept in your flat, but comfortable bed. and the days where you spent time with your new friend who saved your ass when you were panicking where the event occurred..
though in the good times, and the good first year you had in the bunker.. in the next 2 years or so, things started to get sour..
food, water, and supplies were getting lower and lower as time passes by. to the point where a system was made that everyday, only a certain group of people where allowed to eat fully, while the rest? can only eat small portions of food to save up on resources.
it was a shitty system, that eventually caused fights because people were so focused on eating fully, that human morality was thrown out of the window!
relationships between people the in bunker started to get sour, and resources were getting drained.. but somehow, when times seemed gloomy, you always had your buddy to cheer you up and make you laugh. they never really left your side, even when tensions started to rise within the bunker, they never intended on hurting you..
you always remember those words before that very faithful night happened, when things were starting to get shitty, and when supplies were lower than ever. your buddy said this..
“even where there is darkness, and chaos.. I always try to find hope in times like these, even when it seems that anything good can’t come out of it! i always try to brighten the mood up, and find a reason to keep going..”
when they said those words at the time, you chuckled, and called them a optimist. they shrug it off and told you to go to sleep, and so you did..
but then you founded out quickly, that you needed those words.. especially when, that night happened.
some idiot thought it would funny, to randomly start a fight with someone in the middle of the night.
but then he accidentally dragged someone into it as the fucker fought with someone he had bad blood with.
what seemed to be a fuck-up, quickly turned into all-out war, as everyone gets involved in it and started to duke it out with each-other. you remember innocent people getting beaten, blood being spilled, and people desperately to try and defend themselves.
you and your buddy were unfortunately caught up in the bloodshed, as you both tried to stay by each-others side and defended as best as you two could.
and when it was all over, only 3 people remained..
You, your buddy, and someone else you didn’t knew.
by the end of it all, you three mutually agreed to not fight each-other, and instead go to sleep. and in the morning, you three would try to figure out a way to get out of this bunker, which turned into a slaughterhouse that night.
sleeping was impossible that night, as blood was spilled on your sheets and the carnage was forever printed in your mind…
but luckily, a group of people opened up your bunker the next morning, noticed the carnage, dead bodies, and of-course.. you and the other two who survived it all..
Out of pity, they let you, buddy, and the other one come with them to explore the wasteland for more supplies, in which you three quickly agreed to..
it was the first time you saw the outside, as it was filled with dust, sand and the burnt and decomposed remains of civilization..
strangely enough, it was somewhat.. refreshing to you.
being able to see the same blue sky, but with dust, rocks and sand covering the ground this time, instead of green grass, rich nature and wildlife.. was nice at the time.
now, fast forward, a few more years later after you made your escape from the bunker.
you now became the leader of the group that founded you. riding around on bikes, going on supply runs, and telling stories of your various encounters in the wasteland to the young ones.
being able to walk around with weapons to protect your and your group, and being able to find various things and meet a variety of people.. this was the freedom you craved for!
No-more eating small portions of food, and drinking odd-tasting spring water. No-more sleeping on that flat but comfortable bed of yours, No-more staring at ceilings all day, No-more petty fights…
just riding around in bikes, doing supply runs to make sure your group doesn’t die of starvation or thirst, getting into exciting fights with other people, and bragging about yourself to the young ones who clearly look up to you!
this was what you wanted, freedom. not confinement.. and now that it was in your reach, it felt good.
Hell, you enjoyed this freedom so much, that you announced a road-trip all around the wasteland! maybe another if you’re lucky enough! in which your group excitedly agreed to.
as you traveled through harsh environments, ruined cities, and a peaceful oasis. and met and fought a diverse group of people..
it was so much, you loved it!
you raided, stocked up, and admired as much as you can, as 3 years of being stuck inside a metal box does weird things to you!!
you and your group traveled to a-lot of locations, environments, and civilizations. and have seen many sights, met many comrades, and faced off many enemies!!
now onto the present; as you filled up the bag with as many food, drinks, and other resources it could hold, you zipped it up and ready yourself to drive off your bike. you put on your favourite helmet, and have your signature weapon on hand as you revved up your bike and drove off to go back to the camp your group set up..
The sunset shines on you and your clothes, as you drove on the road and onto the path back at your camp. taking in the environment as you got closer and closer to your destination..
you stopped your bike at the camp’s grounds as you get off and instantly get hugged by the young ones, excited that their leader is back.
you dropped off the bag of supplies, as you opened it and give your entire group food, water, and the young ones some candy, and gifts you managed to find..
as you relax by the burning campfire, you looked onto the sky as it turns dusk. the group celebrates your successful supply run as the young ones are bugging you tell more stories, but then you told them to go play with one of your group members in which they haste to..
As the sky turn dark, and you ate some food by the campfire, you mind suddenly wanders..
You’ve already seen what the wasteland had to offer.. so, what now?
Yes, there is still more you have do as a leader of a group. but is it exciting? is it fun?
You’ve already did what you wished you could do, you even risen in the ranks and became a leader because the group trusted and were able to rely on you!!
but, somehow, even with your new found freedom.. you miss your old life, your old home, your family, friends who are probably dead by now..
you miss how you were before all this nuclear mess happened..
the bullets you bitten, the sacrifices you made, and the lengths you went to protect your group had taken a toll on you mentally.
even though it was nice to get back from a supply run, or your mini adventures, to happy young ones, eager to hear your stories, and your group celebrating your successful run or adventure. it was even more nice to come back to your house, to a warm meal, some comfy clothes and a comfy bed..
Maybe.. you want to go back to a time, where wars didn’t happen, and you could relax at your home..
before your thoughts could plague your mind even more.. your buddy from the bunker, who is now a co-leader, puts a hand on your shoulder..
“Leader, are you daydreaming again?” they said to you, as they eat their own food.
your responded with a chuckle and a ‘no’, as they laughed with their food in their mouth.
“You are day-dreaming again, aren’t you?” they giggled as they jab at your shoulders, which makes you jab at theirs too.
you two exchanged some lighthearted mocking, as you both finished eating.
The fire was put out, and you announced to rest for the night…
As you get into your own tent, change into sleep-appropriate clothes, and slip into your sleeping bag. you thoughts began to wander again, as you reminisced on the times before the bombs dropped, and the world went into shit..
but then, you felt determined.. you were.. motivated to change the world back into where it was. no matter what the cost is, and no matter what method you would have to do, to revert it back to normal..
[my hand hurts, ow @~@]
Great playlist for making "I hope you die" "I hope we both die" bestie necklaces 🥰✨💞💕💖✨💕🥰
I adore this 😩 apocalypse stuff scares me so imma pretend I’m in a desert 😎 thanks for this meat parent 😫😫😫
small though with this playlist, imagine you wake up, screaming, LOUD screaming, you look out, the world is crumbling around you the sun is huge and then the heat sets in, smouldering heat, you look across the room, your sister, brother, other person is wailing as the sun from the window burns them, melting them, till there's no more screaming, you got it, no windows, or else you'd melt, got it, you shimmy around the warmth making your vision fuzzy, you look at the time, its late after noon, darn the sus will set soon, maybe it will be safer then . . .
just a small story of a possible apocalypse.
So kinda like the scp 001 proposal When Day Breaks,,
the sus
@@deadinthename yeah something like that, dont they turn into melted blob people? i cant remember all of it
@@tamardunlop5974 yeah, somn like that. They also call to other to join them. Man i love the scp foundation
@@deadinthename yeah its cool, I dont know much but I know the basics!
sand
sun
Sand planet 🥺
Watching everyone get excited over reaching 420 is just *chefs kiss*
Looking at the song list and YEEEES, this is a perfect sellection of music!! I'll never know how you're so damn good at this.
Ooh MAN i am excited
GOD THIS IS INCREDIBLE, boards of canada would fit this perfectly
16 hours left😔
playlists that make me inhale sand
Still confused why we were counting.
It is our duty
because
numbers make brain go brrr
@@slavicraptor9106 woosh
@@pastelsunset6419 hello there! Did you know ur very very valid?
every time that desert-y post apocalypse vibes come up i just think of Danger Days-
Omgggg yay I've been looking for a playlist like this! Thanks!
Pengosolvent!✨👀
I love this playlist so much jsjs
i like apocalyptic stuff, it seems really cool :)
awesome playlist to play half life 2 to
you know? i think its saturday - marcy playground would fit very well into this
AM FOLLOWING IMMEDIATELY ABSHAJNSJS
-puts in mad com vibes playlist-
Also real good song taste
Love these playlists they just 👌
Oh a vibe
epic
Another one is Sydney by caravan palace
Interesting
Fuck yeah
Ooooooooo
Where's part 1???