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Kaz
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Here we are, in yet another post-apocalyptic world. It's a pretty common theme isn't it? After all, who couldn't love a story about killing zombies? I'll bet you the zombies don't like it. Of course, we'll be doing things a little differently this time...
In this story, you are the zombie. The undead, groaning mess with an insatiable taste for flesh. Of course, it would be rude to just go around munching on everything in sight... You've more class than that. You're different from your undead brethren of other post-apocalyptic stories. You still have your thoughts, your speech, your emotions... You're most certainly dead, and sort of falling apart, but you're still a person!
Though, honestly, those pesky emotions are probably why you haven't managed to wipe out the living population, yet... In fact, you've let them herd you and the others of your kind into quarantined sections of different neighborhoods, where you'll live out your unlife until you quite literally rot away.
You shouldn't complain, you're lucky they didn't put you down for good. It's just that there's not much point in them doing that. Everyone's already infected, so aside from you and the others getting the munchies, you're not that much to worry about. Plus, most people are uncomfortable shooting something still capable of holding a conversation.
It's been years since the whole zombie concentration camp thing began... The humans have gone on with their lives, only occasionally dumping any new dead at the entrance before they turn. They sometimes send in food, too, but it's never very good. But hey, this is your life now.
Sort of.
Okay, so, that's pretty much it. In this RP you will be playing as a zombie living in one of these quarantined neighborhoods. Of course, human characters are also allowed. There's bound to be a few rebellious teens curious enough to sneak into a quarantined area to hang out with the zombies. The unalived won't mind too much, they're pretty tame, these days, and they like the living company. At least, until they get hungry.
Obviously, this is meant to be a silly and fun thread, so have at it!
Below is a rough map of the quarantined neighborhood.
There is a large electric fence surrounding the premises, but as humans have stopped worrying about the zombies, there is no electricity to the fence and there are many holes cut into the wires for the undead/living to slip in and out.
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House: (1-15) Multiple zombies can live in the same house. I'd prefer it.
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You may add to the CS at will.
If you have any questions feel free to ask in this thread.
Also, since this is my first RP, I'd love some feedback. c:
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