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November 13th, 2010
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You think you know London, its streets and alleys like the creases of your palm. You don't know all its secrets. In its depths are places to buy amulets and tarot readings, a talisman that permits the wearer to manipulate luck hangs alongside bottles of herbs and demon's blood. Books so ancient the pages are tissue-thin jostle against postcards of buses and telephone boxes. There are bars where the clientele don't just find the dim light flattering, but downright necessary, and the smell of brimstone lingers in the nostrils. There are corners and recesses where magic isn't trickery or sleight of hand, but blood and bone and flesh and you might -- you might -- catch sight of feathers pure as snow and light, if you know where to go. If you know how to see. There's a pitched battle being fought for this other London and your London besides -- one in which every human in existence is being counted in a gamble for souls, Heaven and Hell trying to tip the scales and grave-faced Librarians holding them steady. And all the time, people go about their lives with a little pinch of something extra in a London you'll never see.
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Opens November 20th |
 American Nomads A Post-Apocalyptic Neo-Western. With Zombies.
Premise II Rules II Application II FAQ II Wanted Characters II Taken Characters
IC - onwiththeshow II OOC - nomads_ooc
Z Day: May 14, 2008
No one knows what started it. No one knows where it started. Reports flooded the internet, the airwaves, radio and satellite communications: at first with skepticism, then caution, and finally world wild panic, the truth and the shit hit the Global Fan.
The dead were walking... and they were hungry.
Present Day:
In a world where the zombie to human ratio has nearly reached 1:1, civilization has reverted backwards a few hundred years. Money has lost all value, with the barter system becoming the new necessity. Things like gas, food, and ammunition the new gold; fresh water and working plumbing something to treasure. Pieces of humanity have come together the best way they can, some settling into permanent locations, others traveling like gypsies along the new trade routes carved throughout America.
Avoiding the major cities which have become Hell Zones-filled to the brim with zombies who wander in hordes across the landscape-this troupe of a hundred or so nomads now spend their lives traveling. They stop at settlements and meet other caravans, trading, providing extra security, company, and entertainment before moving on again.
They are simply trying to get their lives back together in their new reality... while avoiding Hostiles, Post-Apocalyptic Whack-Jobs-- and, of course, the Undead.
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Welcome to the zombie apocalypse enjoy your stay
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lastsurvivors is a small group PSL looking to add some new faces to its cast. If you're searching for something small, manageable and very interactive, we're here for you! We work as a team both in game and out of game to make sure everyone has an enjoyable experience.
If interested, contact Daniel (shieldavenger) or Ashe (superfeypower) on AIM. NO APPLICATION PROCESS! but players are encouraged to develop a bio for their characters. We look forward to having you.
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