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.
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thebreathing2017-06-15 05:10 pm
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thats so transparent
damn sorry u went from that to this night of the leaving dead crap
now i cant complain about anything again
i had a 72 chevelle n now i dont big whoop
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The current situation aside, it's good to be free.
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i hope to god jesses the one drivin my chevy and not cassidy i dont trust that man behind the wheel
shoulda left a note or sumthin
"hey im dead jesse gets the car"
neway
congrats on ur freedom to get bit or not bit by a zombie as u see fit
u wanna learn how to defend yrself u can come to tulips school of fightin dirty
im nothin if not good in a scrap
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I would be appreciative of that. I don't intend to make a habit of needing such skills, but I'd rather not be entirely defenseless in this situation.
I'm Hester.
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but you can call me tulip ;)
any girl could do well learnin to defend herself anyway
at least to fight off anyone wantin to take advantage if not zombies