The air filled with screams and moans, as the streets were painted red. The sky darkened and the wind whistled, shadows stretched across the landscape. The last flickering street light went out. Silence. We saw our loved ones in the streets, and other survivors covered in blood, and bite wounds. We where left for dead in this god forsaken town. Our hearts sank as we realized all of the lies of being saved where impossible. The shambling creatures crept in the shadows and in the streets day and night. We sat here in this boarded up house, trying to drink it all away. But that cheap vodka wouldn't last long. We had to do something............................
"So, you say that this gas will kill them all instantly?" "Every last one of them."
"This infection won't last long. I assure you." "We gave you alot of money for this research, it damn well better work."
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Survivor's Name:
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Bio: (Personality. I don't want: Funny, Smart, Caring at times. Not a fricking list.)
Appearance: (Articles of clothing, hair style.)
Weapons: (No swords, no guns. A piece of wood, or a lead pipe. Something that a civilian could salvage.)
I'll be the "DM" persay.
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