The year doesn't matter, but its some point in the distant future (not that anybody is keeping track anymore). Children haven't known anything except for the nightmare world that you currently inhabit, and most people have chosen that forgetting the luxuries of the past is the most efficient way to survive today. Most settlements are small, one or two housing facilities and a storage departments surrounded by a large electric fence. Only one way into of out of the fence communities is a large gate, but to be frank once you go out very few people return. These gates are to made for one reason, to keep out the beasts. Beasts, Zombies, Undead, Walkers. Whatever name you dub them, they are stronger than you and they want your life more than you do. Most people serve as scouts, resource gathers or guards- you have to serve if able. The only exception to these occupations is the role of "Letter-Holder" these men serve the community by sending and receiving letters between communities- it's the only form of communication. Letter Holders only travel to nearby cities, no more than 10-20 miles at a time. But recently, a rumor has arose that the capital is functional again. The capital is the largest and most successful protected establishment that anyone knows of, but it was overrun by zombies when someone left the gate open. However, somehow rumors have got out that the capital is up and running once more and it's the safest place to be. Of course, hearing this news the leader of your community chooses to send none other than the letter holders to make the 200 mile hike to the capital to check if the rumors were true and request backup to move your people to the capital. You are a letter holder- typically a teenager who is agile and in shape. And today you will take your first steps of a long journey towards a better future.
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"You call this morning?" Camden groaned as he rubbed his eyes and released a yawn. "I'm going back to bed-" the boy huffed before flopping back down onto the small cot. Today the small group of 7, who had spent the last week training, eating, and sleeping in the barracks together, was going to embark on a journey that had approximately a 17% success rate. Barely anyone who is gone for more than a week comes back, not to mention they were sending a bunch of kids- some of whom had never traveled further than an hour away.
"Go back to bed and we'll leave you. Everyone be dressed and packed in the next 10 minutes- the leader wants to speak to us before we leave." Skylar said from the doorway. Of course she was up early, Camden rolled his eyes and swung his legs over the side of the cot so he could stand up. Everyone had packed the night before- they didn't get much, but it was enough to survive until the next ungated town. Everyone's dog of choice was tied up outside, and their weapons laid in a line. Least to say, this was a big deal- the whole community was cheering the little group on. It was still dark outside, the sun barely over the horizon- but the community leader had commanded that they leave as soon as they woke up. Of course, Skylar took that as 4 am. Within the next 10 minutes, everyone was expected to be at least presentable- Camden hadn't finished putting his boots on, but he truly did fear getting left behind so he walked out of the barrack with one shoe on and the other in hand.
Skylar was already lined up, her sledge hammer hanging from a strap on her bag and her silky brown dog seated respectfully next to her. Everyone was expected to pick up their weapon and dog and line up in front of the community leader. Camden groaned when he realized he wasn't late at all, Skylar was the only one outside so far. The boy sat on the front steps and finished putting his shoe on before he picked up his weapon, a long hooked metal stick, and patted and patting Sasha on the head. Camden liked Sasha a lot, some people didn't care much for which dog they took with them- but Camden made sure to always pick Sasha when he went out, he was glad the leader let him take her. Untying the dog, Camden walked up beside Skylar, groggily waiting for the others to join them.
@Barefoot_Kittens Skylar Hopkins
@Barefoot_Kittens Camden Newt
@Ridleymon Hugh Helmholts
@IDKWhatUserNameToDo Tyler Foreman
@Gamingfan Vival Surven
@TheGrimmRemix027 Gracie Billet
@Shadow_Pup Forsythe "Stiles" Stilinski
@Night's Shadow Pheonix Ylevva
@~Xero~ Leona Hale
@Keen Kitsune Hallie ________
@Barefoot_Kittens Camden Newt
@Ridleymon Hugh Helmholts
@IDKWhatUserNameToDo Tyler Foreman
@Gamingfan Vival Surven
@TheGrimmRemix027 Gracie Billet
@Shadow_Pup Forsythe "Stiles" Stilinski
@Night's Shadow Pheonix Ylevva
@~Xero~ Leona Hale
@Keen Kitsune Hallie ________
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"You call this morning?" Camden groaned as he rubbed his eyes and released a yawn. "I'm going back to bed-" the boy huffed before flopping back down onto the small cot. Today the small group of 7, who had spent the last week training, eating, and sleeping in the barracks together, was going to embark on a journey that had approximately a 17% success rate. Barely anyone who is gone for more than a week comes back, not to mention they were sending a bunch of kids- some of whom had never traveled further than an hour away.
"Go back to bed and we'll leave you. Everyone be dressed and packed in the next 10 minutes- the leader wants to speak to us before we leave." Skylar said from the doorway. Of course she was up early, Camden rolled his eyes and swung his legs over the side of the cot so he could stand up. Everyone had packed the night before- they didn't get much, but it was enough to survive until the next ungated town. Everyone's dog of choice was tied up outside, and their weapons laid in a line. Least to say, this was a big deal- the whole community was cheering the little group on. It was still dark outside, the sun barely over the horizon- but the community leader had commanded that they leave as soon as they woke up. Of course, Skylar took that as 4 am. Within the next 10 minutes, everyone was expected to be at least presentable- Camden hadn't finished putting his boots on, but he truly did fear getting left behind so he walked out of the barrack with one shoe on and the other in hand.
Skylar was already lined up, her sledge hammer hanging from a strap on her bag and her silky brown dog seated respectfully next to her. Everyone was expected to pick up their weapon and dog and line up in front of the community leader. Camden groaned when he realized he wasn't late at all, Skylar was the only one outside so far. The boy sat on the front steps and finished putting his shoe on before he picked up his weapon, a long hooked metal stick, and patted and patting Sasha on the head. Camden liked Sasha a lot, some people didn't care much for which dog they took with them- but Camden made sure to always pick Sasha when he went out, he was glad the leader let him take her. Untying the dog, Camden walked up beside Skylar, groggily waiting for the others to join them.
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