Going to make a character sheet later. Feel free to reserve and such and give me your thoughts on my thread here. 99% of the population of humanity is gone. Disappeared. Ceased to exist. We don't know what happened, or how we know this, but we know that everything else is normal, just that 99 out of one-hundred people just disappeared off the face of the earth. And that there's... something malicious, cruel, evil... is hunting us. They may look somewhat human, or completely inhuman, but they all share a desire to torment us, mentally and physically, before ending us. And after that, I don't want to think of what's beyond that. The only thing I think of, is survival. All I worry about, is getting my food and my stuff, and being prepared for when I spot one of those monsters, or if one spots me. I will survive. I am the One Percent.