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Post by Danielle Fisher on Jul 21, 2018 0:15:44 GMT
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Some people became victims and meals on wheels when things went to shit. The smart ones left out of the cities and found themselves out in the devil's asscrack of nowhere. The world had a new order and that was kill or be killed. All of it was simple but still, some people stuck to their morals and went down martyrs for no good reason.[break][break]
Would anyone have expected a history teacher to have made it through the initial slaughter? No, she wasn't the horse everyone bet on but more the long shot that one poor fool gave a chance. Yeah all those jackasses that bet against her were stumbling around with their stomachs ripped open never being able to fill the need to eat. [break][break]
Danielle had somehow found herself the leader of a group of idjits and after some bloodshed and sweat. Now she was overseeing three different settlements of survivors out in western Colorado. Stepping into her town you swore it was like some old black and white western movie.[break][break]
Cowboy boots and old dusty hats. Horses tied to hitching posts and wagons hauling goods around town. Around each village a tall wooden fence made from full trees as posts. They kept the deadies at bay and gave this place a safe refuge for those willing to pay.[break][break]
Keep your paper money from the glory days of the world because honestly, it was only good to wipe your rear. The currency in town was Walker's teeth and thou who has the most was the king. Okay, it was queen for that matter and everything looked pretty nice from the cushy home in the center of the town. After all when your the mayor, Judge and jury everyone pretty much gave you what you wanted. Though today she found herself sitting at her normal table inside the Ruby Rose Saloon.[break][break]
"Pour me a shot and leave the bottle, Rose." Her rough voice spoke out as she watched some random stranger deal some cards. This poor sap thought he could beat the devil at her own game but he was already 4 down and almost found himself a slave and field worker. That's what happened around here when you couldn't pay what you owed to the folks for their services. Though her attention turned to a strange face who pushed in the double saloon doors.[break][break]
Her gaze darted to Rose and gave her a nod to go find out more about the guy. Rose was always good at getting information out of the new coming males. Talents that she had with that tongue of hers were numerous. It's exactly the reason she owned the saloon now instead of just tending the bar. Still she paid her taxes and dues of teeth just like every other soul in her towns. It was the fear of being forced to live outside the walls that kept people in line. "What are ya waitin on? Deal me in."
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Post by Tiffany Marrin on Jul 21, 2018 1:22:39 GMT
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It was hard to imagine how much life would've changed in a few short months. Even harder to accept that you were nothing more to someone than the dirt beneath their feet. A little over a month back Rose had come to this place with her now ex-boyfriend. [break][break]
Seth had been basically her keeper the past few years and when shit hit the fan. Well, let's just say it didn't make him value her anymore and instead he left her in a few dire situations. Luckily she had escaped each time but still, she went back to him like an idiot.[break][break]
After a few years of dating, she still fell for his pity ploys that kept her under his thumb. When they came across this old west town that weasel of a man ran up a drinking debt he couldn't pay. So after a bad fight between the two and Danielle witnessing the violence.[break][break]
She offered him supplies in exchange for her being bought as a slave. At first, Rose was angry and she was stuck in this place but over time working in the saloon doing her own business, she was given her freedom back.[break][break]
Then when she made business good with two of her girls, She bought the saloon from Danielle and started her own future. Not even thinking of Seth anymore and actually thriving again. This had given her a purpose and she owed Danielle all for it so when a stranger came into the bar she grabbed a drink and followed the other girls towards him.[break][break]
"Heya there handsome. What can I get ya?" There was a smirk on her lips as she set down a glass and poured a shot. Moving closer she slid into his lap and her arm drapped over his shoulder. "Whats your name?"
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Post by Ryan Jones on Jul 22, 2018 8:48:22 GMT
| Ryan was practically the manifestation of confidence as he sauntered through the oddly pleasant sights of a hidden gem of safety in a world overrun with chaos and death. His leather jacket hung off his shoulders with a familiar comfort with his revolver tucked carefully into his waistband and the crowbar hooked to his belt. He didn’t have much when it came down to weapons but he did perfectly well without being hooked up like a military soldier. Besides, he was a firm believer that his charm and silver tongue would shove him right to the top of the food chain. Stepping inside the saloon he had to pause for a second to take in the nostalgic feeling of being trapped in an old western movie of sorts. With a concealed sigh and blatant roll of his eyes he quickly sunk into the bar stool with one leg tapping to a silent rhythm and his arm slung over the counter. He took note of the card game not too far from him and for a second he thought he might even try to jump in with the sole idea to screw over some souls he didn’t even fucking know. His attention was happily diverted from a cunning scheme through the sighs of an absolutely gorgeous lass, his lips curled into a charming smirk as he focused entirely on the beauty of the approaching stranger. “Surprise me”, he offered a playful wink and graciously welcomed the bitter taste of her surprise to his lips with a content sigh. He didn’t hesitate a chance to embrace the warmth of her figure on his lap, his free hand snaked around her waist with a rough grip but gentle all the same. “Seduction? It’s a nice trick love, but it’s not gonna win you my name”, he didn’t know these people yet but he was willing to bet that it was safer to conceal his identity for as long as he had the chance to hold on to secrecy. “I take it you’re not in charge here either, not really. Who pulls your strings lass, I don’t want anyone hunting my head for entertaining you”, he pulled her closer with the same cocky smirk that donned him as well as the fit of the jacket. Ryan’s charm and confidence were the two things that didn’t dim in light of the shitty world they were forced in to. |
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Post by Tiffany Marrin on Jul 22, 2018 13:51:44 GMT
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This was the same game she had played before with other patrons of the town and with strangers. Though this time her services were covered by Danielle as she wanted to know about the new stranger in their midst. Mainly if the guy had a larger group or if he was going to be useful in general. Feeling his arm snake around her waist roughly caused a smirk to appear. Maybe he thought seduction wouldn't work but a few more drinks and some soft touches would cause him to sing like a canary. Or he would end up being jailed her until he decided to cooperate.[break][break]
"Well handsome I had to give it a shot. My name is rose and I am the owner or Ruby Rose Saloon." Tiffany spoke to him using a new name that she had been given for this town. Mostly she used it to escape the memories of a harsher past that she didn't want to remember."You are correct sir. I do not run this town but normally I'm the one that finds out things about our visitors. Just to see if they are of use so humor me." Rose let her gaze linger on his blue-eyed haze before letting it shift to Danielle who had been carefully watching. [break][break]
Though when someone else walked through the doors it had caused her blood to run cold. The one person she hadn't thought she would see again was standing there glaring at her for being in some other man's lap. "Well nameless stranger. If you need anything just ask one of the girls and they can help you. The mayor of the town will be over in a minute." Rose slid out of this lap and moved over to Seth. "What are you doing here? You sold me like a was ahead of cattle and you think you can just come..."[break][break]
Quiet words out of her lips were greeted with a rough slap to the face. 'Bitch you sure got mouthy while I was away. You didn't think I was just gonna let you go, do you? I came to buy you back now go pack your bags whore.' The sound of his harsh words already rang in her ears and her head was spinning a bit. Honestly, she was hoping that he would've been killed out there in the harshness of the world but she couldn't be that lucky. Wiping the bit of blood that trickled on her lips she headed upstairs little a broken soul to pack clothing. [break][break]
The other girls followed her up the stairs into her room and watched her start to pack. 'You know Danielle isnt gonna sell you back to him right?' Daisy spoke to her in a worried tone unsure of her own words. "I've learned the hard way that Seth always gets what Seth wants so its better if i just save the trouble." She spoke and she could hear Seth at the bottom of the stairs. 'Hurry up trick we need to get going.' The boy hollered up to her and she started to pack faster.
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Post by Ryan Jones on Jul 22, 2018 15:17:23 GMT
| Ryan was pleasantly surprised at the sight of the leader who ran the town, he hardly expected a lass to be holding things together quite so well. He half expected a burly fella with a drinking problem and a foul mouth, his surprise was a refreshing taste in a world ruled by death and chaos. He waved a sarcastic salute to the dick as the men dragged the asshole out, his focus shifted to the new stranger with a smartass smirk. “Aye, perhaps I’ll convince the lass to forgive my vandalism”, he looked to the second story banister in search of the lovely brunette before his focus shifted back to Danielle. “If you’re so curious love, it’s Ryan”, his lips tilted into an incredulous grin and a loud, boisterous laugh drifted through his throat and flowed through his lips with a nonchalant confidence. “Depends on the job”, he nodded his head to the side slightly with a curious glance and reached out to lift the glass to his lips. The taste of the whiskey left his lips tingling with a slightly addictive desire to drive the rest of the bottle down his throat. “And what incentive would I have to accept your gracious offer? For all I know I’ll have my own pretty necklace by morning”, he leaned closer to Danielle with the same cocky smirk before reaching out and clasping his fingers around the bottle and filling up the glasses. he ran his finger over the rim of the glass for a second before hoisting the whiskey to his lips with a satisfied groan, barely even audible. “Besides, you haven’t even confessed your name love. I prefer to deal with friends, not strangers”, he allowed the hint to drift though his lips with the usual charm, a playful wink and a laid back shrug in his posture as he balanced one elbow on the hard surface of the bar. |
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Post by Danielle Fisher on Jul 22, 2018 17:25:00 GMT
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The poker game continued but for the most part, Danielle was distracted watching rose with this new stranger. To say there wasn't a tinge of jealousy in her soul would be one of the biggest lies she would tell. Danielle had carried a torch for the tan skinned beauty since she bought her off that asshole but the feelings were never returned. Now she just used the girl's skills to get info out of the newcomers who arrived from time to time. The girl was a hit when it came to the men around the town so she was easy to force their hand. [break][break]
Though this time everything was coming to a halt as someone stepped into the Saloon. It was the asshole who she had bought Rose from over a month ago and had given him the order to not return. As the man came inside he tossed a bag onto her table that rattled with the sound of teeth. Apparently, he thought he could stroll in and just rebuy his old punching bag. Seeing the man strike rose across the face and demand she go pack made her blood boil. As it seemed she didn't need to react right away and she watched the newcomer deal with this asshat. [break][break]
A loud gunshot rang into the air and rose darted out to look over the banister. Danielle just gestured with her hand for the girls to stay upstairs and she slid out of her seat. This newcomer wanted to meet the person in charge so badly then he would get his wish. "Boys take this piece of trash of the gallows and see that he gets a nice new necklace." With that order, a few of the men in the saloon grabbed Seth and drug him out the door as he begged for his life. [break][break]
"Seems to me you owe miss Rose a new floor panel since you put a bullet hole and blood into one," Danielle spoke as she grabbed a shot of whiskey off the bar and let herself slid onto a bar stool. "Whats your name? Don't make me ask twice because that tends to really tear at my patience." There was a smirk on her lips as she leaned back against the bar. "Or should I call you the Lone Ranger? Did you come in to clean up the town? How would you like a job?" [break][break]
Danielle asked as she grabbed a bottle of whiskey and poured a few shots. Sliding one down to him before taking the other herself. "I could really use a sheriff around these parts to keep people from getting unruly. Seems they are starting to think they can just get away with whatever here." Honestly, she didn't care what kinda past this guy had and as long as he could be paid to be loyal that was her only concern.
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Post by Ryan Jones on Jul 27, 2018 12:12:56 GMT
| Ryan was pleasantly surprised at the sight of the leader who ran the town, he hardly expected a lass to be holding things together quite so well. He half expected a burly fella with a drinking problem and a foul mouth, his surprise was a refreshing taste in a world ruled by death and chaos. He waved a sarcastic salute to the dick as the men dragged the asshole out, his focus shifted to the new stranger with a smartass smirk. “Aye, perhaps I’ll convince the lass to forgive my vandalism”, he looked to the second story banister in search of the lovely brunette before his focus shifted back to Danielle. “If you’re so curious love, it’s Ryan”, his lips tilted into an incredulous grin and a loud, boisterous laugh drifted through his throat and flowed through his lips with a nonchalant confidence. “Depends on the job”, he nodded his head to the side slightly with a curious glance and reached out to lift the glass to his lips. The taste of the whiskey left his lips tingling with a slightly addictive desire to drive the rest of the bottle down his throat. “And what incentive would I have to accept your gracious offer? For all I know I’ll have my own pretty necklace by morning”, he leaned closer to Danielle with the same cocky smirk before reaching out and clasping his fingers around the bottle and filling up the glasses. he ran his finger over the rim of the glass for a second before hoisting the whiskey to his lips with a satisfied groan, barely even audible. “Besides, you haven’t even confessed your name love. I prefer to deal with friends, not strangers”, he allowed the hint to drift though his lips with the usual charm, a playful wink and a laid back shrug in his posture as he balanced one elbow on the hard surface of the bar. |
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Post by Danielle Fisher on Jul 31, 2018 2:26:40 GMT
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Downing her own shots she watched this newcomer and supposed he was pretty nice to look at. Granted her tastes were for a softer skin and fairer sex. Her eyes darted to Rose who was upstairs leaning on the banister and she just gave her a smirk. The girl obviously had an interest in the guy so she wasn't going to try anything. Rose had shared her bed in the past but they had a common understanding that they wouldn't go after each others possibility of happiness. A name was spoken and that meant at least she was getting somewhere with negotiations.[break][break]
"Well Ryan, There are jobs of all sorts here in my fair towns. The way you came riding into town to save the day makes me consider the position of sheriff and they you can decide who gets their own necklace." The smirk of a devil was tugging at her lips as she took the bottle and started to fill his glass. The reason people got stuck her and forced to servitude was by running up a tab they could afford. "Or you could stay and work off your debt for the next few weeks behind this bar for the whiskey and damage. The job would be more worth your while and you would have a good pay."[break][break]
"My name is Danielle but I prefer mayor Dani. Now I'm a very busy woman so whats your decision? A nice cozy job and my gratitude or a home in the jail until you work off your debt?" Her eyes shifted and with a nod, a few of her men had slowly started their approach. They now stood prepared for the very likely rejection of a job offer. Then again just by looking at this mans charming smile and general personality. [break][break]
He seemed to be a lot smarter than many would give him credit for. After all who would trade the safety of a walled community and steady food supply? This man could be a great asset for future newcomers and the side business of stealing things from unsuspecting outsiders. A charming face like that could get him into any group and deep enough to be like a trojan horse of sorts. "Rose, How about you come on down and take good care of mister Ryan. Show him the perks of staying and how much of a good choice he is making."
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Post by Ryan Jones on Aug 1, 2018 15:41:16 GMT
| Ryan found himself leaning into the idea with a playful grin, he never expected to hear his name and the word sheriff in the same string of words. He did like the proposition of control, the idea of having some kind of power over other people was a very addictive concept and he wouldn’t mind exploring just how beneficial her offer was. He didn’t deny his eagerness at grasping another glass and tilting the pleasant taste of the whiskey to his lips. Ryan wasn’t embarrassed to admit he was dependent on alcohol until the world went to shit and he was forced into a sober lifestyle, he kept the bottle of rum in his bag for the day he decided to end it all, if he ever got tired of the endless chaos raging in a deeply infected world. His eyes shifted over the length of the bar before glaring at her, it wasn’t the dark glare he offered to some but a more playful tug at the cunning twist behind her alternative option. “In that case I suppose I’d be a fool to refuse your offer. Besides, I’m curious what more this town has to offer”, he glanced up at Rose with a cocky smirk tugging at the corners of his lips with a casual ease he’d grown to possess. He waved a mocking gesture to the men slowly stepping closer, “Calm down lads I’m saving my energy for a pretty lass”. He didn’t have the energy to fight his way out of town and he didn’t want to either, Ryan was a bastard and a criminal but he could adapt to the constantly changing world in a heartbeat. Besides, if every day had the taste of something stronger than water and a pretty lass to look at he’d spend the last of his days working a job as a fucking sheriff. His lips curved into a charming grin at the mention of her name, he found himself leaning closer to Danielle for a low whisper. “Now that’s how you buy a man’s loyalty love”, there was a cocky glint to his gaze before he stood back with one arm balanced on the top of the bar and the other lazily picking at the leather edge of his belt. Ryan found himself captivated by Rose’s beauty, there were hardly anyone worth knowing left alive these days and a pretty face with long legs was harder to come by than corpses. Still, there was something charming to her and he wasn’t going to argue her company. Besides, by the way things were going he could really get used to the town and it’s delightful little perks. If it did end up going to shit then he’d lose his mind over a bottle of rum and watch it burn. |
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Post by Tiffany Marrin on Aug 4, 2018 11:04:54 GMT
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Rose was going to pack and just leave with Seth like she figured would have to happen. Instead, she heard a gunshot and darted back out of her room and looked over the banister. Fully she expected to see Seth standing over someone's body but instead he was on the ground crying like a little wimp. Leaning on the rail her heart skip for a moment as Seth was drug out to face the gallows. For a moment she wasn't even sure if it was possible for her to be free and now she truly would be. With him out of the way, Danielle was convincing this new guy to work for her and even be the sheriff. [break][break]
If you be good to have someone to keep people in line but then again this made was a stranger and could've been some psycho killer. After years of abuse and being treated like property, Rose's faith in men had been completely destroyed. Right now their only use was to line her pockets and make her the teeth she needed to live comfortably. Though seems like he was going to stay and Danielle wanted her to keep the guy company. Only because of her friendship and loyalty was she willing to just do what she was told. [break][break]
Moving back downstairs she grabbed a bottle of whiskey and took Ryan's hand. "Come on handsome. Let's go have a few drinks for being my hero." There was a smirk on her lips as she headed upstairs and saw the others girls just watching. "You two go tend the bar and clean up." Rose spoke and the woman headed back down to the main floor as told. Both of them were girls she had bought in the same way Danielle had bought her. [break][break]
They worked here to make a living and buy back there independence as free women. Not that Rose really kept them as prisoners or slaves but they were allowed to be tied down to just one man right at the moment. Unlike rose who ushered Ryan into her room and closed the door. Drawing back the curtains to let light fill the room and then turning to pour two drinks. The whiskey in her hand was of her own personal stock and it was actually expensive before the world went to shit. It was a bottle she had bought two years back and she still had over half because it was strong.[break][break]
"So, sheriff. You gonna be the savior that keeps the town in line?" Her voice was soft but there was a smirk on her lips as she pushed him onto the bed to sit and handed him his glass. Moving closer she slid into his lap with her own glass and drew it to her lips. Taking a few sips she lowered the glass and her free hand started to trace through the hair at the back of his neck. "Ydon'teally dont strike me as the white knight in fairy tales. Maybe more of a pirate like character."
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Post by Ryan Jones on Aug 5, 2018 19:08:49 GMT
| Ryan didn’t argue for a second, his lustful gaze shamelessly traced the beautiful woman and embraced the soft warmth of her slender palm. He couldn’t help but glance hungrily at the bottle of whiskey in her other palm, with the dark dangers of the world he could hardly dive into his old destructive habits but with the idea of a warm body and safe walls he could already feel the harsh pull of his mind to the bottom of the bottle like a man who hadn’t tasted a drop of water in an endless desert. He mockingly saluted Danielle with a charming grin before he followed Rose’s tempting lead. He felt a sense of cocky pride wash over his features as he glared at the masculine features of men scattered within the building. Ryan felt the rough edge of his free hand’s fingers caress the wooden handrail leading up either side of the stairs. His eyes focused solely on the treasure leading him away from the odd job offering and mess he left downstairs. His intense azure eyes trailed the room with a slight sense of distrust, as if someone would jump out and rob him of his dignity at any second. the risk was worth the seconds he could gaze at Rose though, he was a victim to his lust long before the world went to shit and a few sick assholes eating their neighbors weren’t going to change that any time soon. “I’m no savior love”, he spoke the words with a happy grin fully embracing the mischief of his personality with no shame whatsoever. The light filling into the room was enough to burn his eyes for a split second and he shielded his face from the yellow rays of sun until he could relax into the almost relaxing warmth with a relaxed shrug of his shoulders. The bed was a soft welcome and he eagerly slipped his fingers around the glass before bringing the crystalline rim to his lips with a deep groan of satisfaction. His free hand lightly caressed the soft skin of her hip concealed by the clothes lining her slender figure with ease. Ryan could feel a sot tug of pleasure run through the scattered nerves along his skin as her fingers traced the soft, dark hair at the back of his neck. His lips tilted into a charming smirk, he was deeply devoted to the pleasure of the moment. “Aye lass, I’m no knight”, he theatrically lifted the glass to his lips with a slight sway in the movement and met her gaze with a soft chuckle. “besides, I’m hooked on rum and treasure love and this isn’t a world for heroes”, the words left his lips with a comical seriousness as he drew her slender figure closer to him with a sly grin etched onto his features. He hardly considered himself any means of good, there were a few times he proved to do more good than harm and the mess downstairs was perfect proof of a rare slither of kindness, although he’d argue it was for his own selfish purposes until he the day he died. “Tell me love, how did you end up in this charming little town?”, there was a hint of sarcasm to his voice as he gestured to the walls around them in an obscure notion to the town around them. Besides, there was something interesting to the lass and he was dedicated to soothing his curiosity. |
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The Living Dead
A pandemic has over taken the world and the dead now rule the majority of the planet. You either join others and have safety in numbers or go it alone and try to survive. Friends turn into enemies and somes more.
Stronghold Stats
| Harper Creek Survivors
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♂ 02
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♀ 02
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| CDC
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♂ 00
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♀ 00
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| B.H.R.T San Diego
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♂ 02
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♀ 00
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| Forrest Ranch
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♂ 01
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♀ 01
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| Canyon Refuge
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♂ 00
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♀ 08
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| Wyoming National Park
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♂ 04
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♀ 04
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| Pope bunker Complex
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♂ 03
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♀ 03
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| The Kingdom
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♂ 05
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♀ 05
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| Homeless survivors
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♂ 10
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♀ 10
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| Survivor total
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♂ 22
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♀ 28
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credits
The Living Dead was created by Danielle Fisher. Content is copyrighted to The Living Dead unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney.
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