Little ones, I want to tell you a little something.
Did you know, before the monsters came, we lived in peace and joy -- away from the dangers we faced everyday? Oh, what a beautiful world it was. People were happy; they were breathing, they were alive. They did not fear what to eat the next day, or to wonder whether the sunrise will greet their face and they may greet it back.
Such little things, we've taken for granted.
Such little things, were taken from you.
And for such little things, I want to say I'm sorry.
For though our tomorrow is bright, night will still come soon.
I wish to keep you safe. I wish to keep him safe. I wish for a brighter future.
Yet, if this is fate, then so be it.
Let the evening come. To come what may.
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We may not come from the same land, but in the end, we are brought together.
A bond binds us all.
YOU MAY USE ALL THE REGIONS FOR:
> HoEC lore-building (Choosing their childhood address, where they were when the apocalypse arrived, their current location, and many more)
> Role-play sessions (Optional: There are specific plot-points in some of the regions you may try to unravel.)
> Feel free to ask where else!
Ding, dong, anyone there yet?
INTRODUCING THE VIGILANTE'S HANDBOOK
Containing all you need to know about:
> The travel capacities of the Vigilantes, Liberation Officers, and Remnants to different regions
> Hidden Locations only Vigilantes know
> And all the specifics you may or may not need to know!
Obviously, things were pretty normal before the apocalypse. But when it did go down, everywhere almost got fucked up. I should know, my city had its shit wrecked too. Well, luckily enough, I know how to handle my own, and I also know where to get my information. Those liberation bastards, though? They probably don't know much shit other than the superficial things about everywhere else, considering how they just focus on keeping their little sanctuary safe. What we get though, it's the good thing about being free -- we get to travel anywhere just because we want to, we get to do things just because, we get to live everywhere to our whims' desires.
...? What do you mean it's weird for me to not be cussing? I don't fucking cuss everytime I talk, dickbag. Look, if you're done wasting my time then go explore. You're on your own--though I guess that's barely a threat.
It's part of the fun, isn't it?