OPTIONS:
WAKING UP
You wake up in a studio in an apartment building that's got windows all boarded up. You remember being sick, you remember dying, and you probably can't believe this is the afterlife. If you head out into the hall you'll see that others are heading out too, looking just as confused as you are. All of you died, most of you of the same thing. If you head down to the front office, you'll meet a native resident who will explain in brief that you're in Aqora, a settlement living among the undead and that people like you show up every so often. You'll be given an informational pamphlet, a shitty cell phone, and a walkie. Then you'll be expected to figure it out. No one has time to hold your hand.
EXPLORING
Miscellaneous things here: shops and restaurants turned into places to live, apartments full of people living day to day, the main focus (the library) being the hub where people come to learn and children go to school. Because school never ends, even in the apocalypse. Feel free to buddy up with other newcomers to figure out what the hell is going on.
OR, say you've been here a while. It's time to figure out how to get more supplies! Let's go on a supply run. You'll just be heading out past the barricades to start, and you'll have to dig through buildings to try and find things. If you're lucky, maybe you'll hit a cache. If you're unlucky, you'll find too many undead to fight. No one goes out alone though, so hopefully your partner can help.
"NETWORK"
Someone has set up a rudimentary network using the nearest cell towers. You can communicate with others in the area but only via voice and text. Anything further out is voice only via walkies. You can have a username or leave it blank.
Have fun, campers. |
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thebreathing2017-06-15 05:10 pm
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ooo scottish man huh
fuck me then for not knowin the difference
bet u think i sound southern too so lets say were even
[Texan accents ain't Southern accents, okay.]
neway i found the solution to ur problem
its the 21st fuckin century mr jags u either got you a cell phone or you dont n it takes half a damn second to look at it
besides we gotta pass thru the gate how hard is it for a guard to remember sayin hi to me on the way in
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i'm not gonna be on the premises every single day 24/7
sometimes i'm out there w the rest of you and at a certain point signal cuts out
my boys can't be rememberin every single damn face that walks in through those gates who decides they don't wanna log in just yet either
they have plenty of other responsibilities too so i don't think it's too much to ask here when we require someone to take a few min out of their time to check in
unless you reckon everyone here should just drop what they're doin and cater to your self-righteous indignation every time you return and decide you're too good to sign your name real quick at the gate or go across the street from supplies to do it as if a min out of your time is more valuable than any of ours
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like if i forget how hard is it to ask around if neones seen me
come on
hows about a mass text instead, hey everyone tulips back thx 4 waitin on the edge of ur seats
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the system might seem inconvenient to you but this isn't about you
this was set in place for the settlement as a whole
you might not see a point in it since you're applyin it only to yourself
but there are other people to consider
other people w loved ones who find comfort in havin that log in place
you can argue w me all day about it if you want but you're gonna sign in or you're just gonna have to accept the consequences
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ill sign yr fuckin paper
lemme just say tryin to pull at my heartstrings over it aint helpin ur case
and ok we rly have to worry abt ppls feelings rather than letting everyone know for sure their back which is what u just got done sayings the most impt thing
cant do a mass text, nope, ppl might get ~embarrassed~
sounds more to me like ur just rly in love with the paper as a concept
knew u just had a bureaucratic hardon for it
[She said she'd sign the paper, so she signed it. With a little drawing of a tulip flower. Hey, it's unmistakably her, at least.]
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you can think whatever you want about it
won't make a difference
if you don't like how we run things here you're free to leave whenever your heart desires
nobody's keepin you here
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there aint a choice n you kno it