Fallout: Paris, Texas

Chesca slowly blinked as she woke up underneath an underpass, huddled against the concrete for any semblance of heat and warmth she could get. It had been three days since the Jollibee Incident. She was transported by the bee far away from her home, leaving her lost and homeless, fending for herself in the ravaged city of Mississippi, Califordaho. Her head pounded. She couldn't remember how she got to this part of the city. All she could remember was a giant hand, an earthquake, and buildings crashing down. Besides that it was one huge blur. Any time she tried to think back to three days ago, her head would pulsate in pain. She stood up and walked along the highway, her arms wrapped around her body to keep herself warm.

As she walked alone, Chesca couldn't see any other signs of human life in the city. It was as if everyone had either left or possibly died. She didn't know where to go or what to do with her life at this point. Her head pains were getting worse and worse by the minute every time she tried to remember the past events in her life. "I need to get back home...to Paris, Texas, Califordaho...maybe there I can find some answers" She told herself as she approached a small book store which was still in one piece. She looked inside through a window and saw a man sitting alone at a table, he was old and wearing a fancy suit. He looked like he had just met with death and survived. He turned his head and saw Chesca. "Hey you!"

The old man lunged and grabbed Chesca by the arm, pulling her towards the back of the store. "Are you insane child? Stay away from the windows! The titans will get you." He shuddered, continuing to lead Chesca further back. As the two rounded a corner, he led her behind a large bookshelf, revealing a set-up of Alienware laptops and bundles of tangled wire. Chesca sat down on the ground next to the laptops and crossed her legs, keeping one hand on her forehead seemingly trying to ease her pain though it didn't do much. Meanwhile, the man got back to work, hopping between laptops and smashing keys as he rotated around his gamer den. "I am sure you are aware of the happenings outside. Those giant monsters and their massive dongs are destroying this city! The west highways have been flooded with cum. The evacuation routes are blocked! We are doomed!" He exclaimed, before coughing. "I have a solution." He hunched over one of the laptops. "I am J.P. OPPENHEIMER AND I CANNOT GO DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT!" He screamed. "GRAB ME THAT PAPER." He pointed at a scrap piece of paper. Chesca grabbed it hesitantly, merely following orders from the crazy man so she wouldn't get into any more trouble. She picked up the paper and read over it carefully. Chesca spoke, "... Nuclear launch codes?"