Wistuffly INC. Presents, Breathing Again

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A most welcoming welcome to you all, boils and ghouls. Today, I bring you another lovely game to play. However, it is not like my previous games, found here. No no ladies and gentlemen, this will be a much darker tale. You are familiar with the term, "Zombie" yes? Those who were once alive, turned dead and back again to eat people? That's what this whole thing is going to be about. An undead RPG. I've decided to create this as I lack things to do. But let us shamble on to the actual game.

So, as stated, this a zombie game. It plays just like my other game, post by post. I cannot release too many details, as it would spoil some parts of the game. You will be a (most likely temporary) survivor of the apocalypse. Scavenging for supplies, forms of defense against the dead, other survivors, and all in all salvation. This will not be an easy task by any stretch of the imagination, and you will most likely die a few times. Now, you don't get booted out of the topic for dying, as it will most likely be very common. Instead, each and every time you die, you create a new character. These characters don't differ a whole lot, as you have minor influence on what your character may be. You could say your character was a cop before the zombie outbreak, but elephant people from Mars are shunned upon.

Now, in the pursuit of keeping things brief, let us begin playing the game, alright? You may begin with viewing your current surroundings. But remember those few who dare brave this tale. You are never alone.

((If you have any questions or suggestions, do say so! Thanks for playing.))

*Le shrug* "Well, I'm not gonna just leave half of my belongings here to go to somewhere-or-other for no reason. Tell me why or I stay and deal with the 'dangers' myself."

Jayers) Half the group shrugs. Tyrone chimes in and says, "Nobody really knows. The cops are keeping it a secret. Whatever it is, it oughta be really bad. My money says it's a twister headed this way." Afterwards, he turns his head back to the road.

Ant) You throw in your two cents, but the police officer loses you after evil cultists. He turns to the man in the fishing cap.

Man in the fishing cap) "I can not tell you the specifics, but I am not asking you to leave. I am telling you to leave, for your safety. You may very well be harmed or worse. If you wish to live, you make your way to Vancouver right now." With that, he walks off with the rest of the mob.

>Go back home. These so-called officials can go ~insert expletive here~ themselves.

"Ah well.. better safe than sorry," replied Clara.
> Remain silent for a while and think about what could have happened.

Estrios) You head back home. What would you like to do in your house?

Jayers) You and the group continue walking for a while. About ten minutes later, a fork in the road comes in sight. The fork is split into two ways. The higher path on the left seems to lead to a forested area. The lower path on the right leads to an open highway. Which road would you like to take?

> Clara consults the group on which direction they would like to take, suggesting that they take whichever route is quickest to get to Vancouver.

Jayers) You chat with the group, but it seems they are at a tie. Tyrone and Larissa want to go down to the highway, but Jarrod and Davis want to take the forest path. It seems like you will be the tie breaker.

> Ask for their reasons for each route.

>Eat something from le fridge

Observe self in mirror for a bit before looking at the locked door....thingy

Jayers) The explain that the forest path is faster, but heavily populated. The highway is slower, but it's been closed off so no cars may drive through it.

Estrios) You eat last night's leftover macaroni and cheese.

Sakura) You view the typically locked prison block door. It's very locked.

> Take the highway.
Clara explains that even if it's slightly longer, there is no risk of getting lost in the woods for days.

>Make sure the TV's on in case any new developments show up, and then go clean my knife collection nearby.

So... I'm doing something.
IDK. I guess I'll maybe go home (assuming it's walking distance) or a train station or something.

Jayers) You and your team take the highway.

Estrios) You leave the television on, and sharpen the single bowie knife in your collection.

Ant) You go and visit the train station. It seems like no trains are coming through, so only two or three people linger there. You could walk the empty train ways, or go home. The choice is yours.