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Original poster
{Setting Reminder}
A year and a half after the "Great Fall of Humanity", survivors originally looking for answers are now just looking to survive. What started as a political split between the Democratic and Republican parties due to China deciding to demand the funds owed, ended in a WWIII catastrophe as China and America went to war, many counties following suit to back their friends in trade. With the hysteria of a split America, and a war on our own land, a mass case of the flu seemed to be the least of America's problems. How the virus began, or what caused it is completely unknown. Maybe a weaponized virus gone wrong from Japan, maybe created in America and gotten into the wrong hands. Whatever it was, it seemed to be playing god. Starting off with fever, then vomiting, dehydration, blindness, confusion, muscle spams, violence, and lastly a craving for flesh. Unable to feel pain, be reasoned with, or die without a blow to the brain, the sick are very rightfully known as the undead. And as summer in South Carolina begins, it smells of just that, the dead. The, hot, sticky, summer air is filled with the scent of poor hygiene and rotting limbs. Though the zombies seem to be slowing as the population decreases, it almost seems as if it is the calm before the storm.
{Area Reminder}
The small town of Arcadia in South Carolina is now desolate except for the County highschool for troubled teens which has been cleared by a teacher, janitor, and student from the area and been guarded right about from the beginning. (1) Two miles from the school is a gas station and convince store, most of whats good has been taken, but not all. (2)
A run down also looted restaurant called "Hart's Pizza" is the Arcadia Gas & Goods neighbor (3 can't really be seen but it's next to 2), across from that is the Arcadia post-office (5) and a tiny town hall (4). Between the school and the village runs Penelope river (6), a large Class B polluted river that runs down through the city for four miles into Little Miss Lake (7), both named after the daughter of the first mayor. The only thing that makes this little town worth noting in history books. It also allows some very nice cabins and lake houses around that lake, which are full of once fairly wealthy and successful people. (9) There is also a small neighborhood of close-by houses for a hippie community that used to have a lot of farming and live stock. Also under (9).
{Rules Reminder}
Standard Iwaku Rules, of course.
Please post on a regular basis, once or more times per day, at the very least once every other.
Up to two characters per person!
This isn't a smut, please fade to black and continue in messages if things go past PG-13.
No sex with Zombies.
Alright, now that every things here for you so you don't have to switch back and forth between the OOC and IC to have the information, let's have fun!~
A year and a half after the "Great Fall of Humanity", survivors originally looking for answers are now just looking to survive. What started as a political split between the Democratic and Republican parties due to China deciding to demand the funds owed, ended in a WWIII catastrophe as China and America went to war, many counties following suit to back their friends in trade. With the hysteria of a split America, and a war on our own land, a mass case of the flu seemed to be the least of America's problems. How the virus began, or what caused it is completely unknown. Maybe a weaponized virus gone wrong from Japan, maybe created in America and gotten into the wrong hands. Whatever it was, it seemed to be playing god. Starting off with fever, then vomiting, dehydration, blindness, confusion, muscle spams, violence, and lastly a craving for flesh. Unable to feel pain, be reasoned with, or die without a blow to the brain, the sick are very rightfully known as the undead. And as summer in South Carolina begins, it smells of just that, the dead. The, hot, sticky, summer air is filled with the scent of poor hygiene and rotting limbs. Though the zombies seem to be slowing as the population decreases, it almost seems as if it is the calm before the storm.
{Area Reminder}
The small town of Arcadia in South Carolina is now desolate except for the County highschool for troubled teens which has been cleared by a teacher, janitor, and student from the area and been guarded right about from the beginning. (1) Two miles from the school is a gas station and convince store, most of whats good has been taken, but not all. (2)
A run down also looted restaurant called "Hart's Pizza" is the Arcadia Gas & Goods neighbor (3 can't really be seen but it's next to 2), across from that is the Arcadia post-office (5) and a tiny town hall (4). Between the school and the village runs Penelope river (6), a large Class B polluted river that runs down through the city for four miles into Little Miss Lake (7), both named after the daughter of the first mayor. The only thing that makes this little town worth noting in history books. It also allows some very nice cabins and lake houses around that lake, which are full of once fairly wealthy and successful people. (9) There is also a small neighborhood of close-by houses for a hippie community that used to have a lot of farming and live stock. Also under (9).
{Rules Reminder}
Standard Iwaku Rules, of course.
Please post on a regular basis, once or more times per day, at the very least once every other.
Up to two characters per person!
This isn't a smut, please fade to black and continue in messages if things go past PG-13.
No sex with Zombies.
Alright, now that every things here for you so you don't have to switch back and forth between the OOC and IC to have the information, let's have fun!~
