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Within 60 days, most of the world population had started dying, and rising from the dead. By 80 days, there was fewer than 500,000 of the world's population left that still had a heart beat, and were healthy. By day 100, those that were alive and healthy had started to form groups, and camps to try and survive.
Today in the world, there is little left due to ravagers, and people rounding up everything that they can get their hands on. The world was in Chaos, and what remained of the large populated cities, is now a large mass of undead creatures that eat flesh, and walk the earth.
Utah was home to about 2.6 million people, and when the virus outbreak happened, fewer 250 people survived the outbreak. Most of the survivors gathered into the canyons of the state due to the natural environment, the canyons in Utah were the perfect place to build and support a community and try to start life again.
The largest community that had been setup was about 95 people that started to build in the Ogden canyon. Ogden was home to over 100k people, and now houses but maybe 100 people, and most of them aren't even from Ogden. They survive by the way that Utah has taught it's people to be naturally prepared for disasters of this scale, and due to the large amount of outdoors men that frequent the canyons to hunt, fish, and gather natural resources.
The natural geography of the mountains greatly contributes to the safety, and well being of the people that have setup the community here. Only about 2 miles of the canyon had tents, and other structures that are inhabited at this time, and have made a make shift city. Most of the people in the canyon have built closer to the damn to avoid the sounds of gunfire, and the moans of the undead.
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He had a peice of property up in the canyon, where the tent city was being built. Up there he had built himself a home out of shipping containers, they were low cost, and with his skills with metalwork, very sturdy and weather proof. He lived off grid, one of many homes like this along the canyon's route. When the refugees came up the canyon, the state government had declared that all property was to be shared, and so little communities were formed on these plots. Naturally he was required to participate in this, and now found himself sharing his land with roughly 200 other people. Inside of the container home, which was built out of 5 containers stacked with three across the top and two lengthwise, was sparsely decorated inside. He had been living in an apartment down in the valley while working on his projects up here.
Glancing out one of the windows he had built in to the structure, towards an old school bus, something he had been converting as a bugout vehicle incase the world ended, he never actually expected for it to happen.
"Atta boy. Don't you spit that hook out." He stated to himself. While Jason was walking toward the river, he caught his bad leg on a slippery rock, and fell forward losing his pole in the river. The river was swift enough that the pole swept down stream, and with it his dinner.
Jason came up with a rage, and started to pickup rocks, and throw them into the river with a growl to the nothingness. "YEaah! I fucking hate this world!!" His screamed echoed in the canyon. He then realized after he had snapped out of it that he shouldn't have done that, and headed toward dinosaur park.
The place had been gutted of anything useful, but the solid stone building would be a good place for him to hide out for a while. That yell into the canyon would bring un-invited guests for sure. Jason moved just behind one of the counters, and slipped the ax off his back. He laid it accross his lap, and reached to the inside pocket of the coat to pull out a little silver flask.
Ever alert he glanced around his surroundings a few times, before jogging over to a large canvas tent, that served as his garage. Inside he walked to the bus and opened the sliding door that would at one point allowed children to filter in to the bus. He was 'elected', which was a polite word for drafted, to go on supply runs with other camp survivors in to the ogden valley and even down as far as salt lake city, which was a infested graveyard. He had been preparing the bus for this purpose, attaching armor plates, and beefing up the suspension.
Jason got to the top of the road by a small white building that was called Rainbow Gardens, and the wall could be seen from there. It was just a hop over the small bridge, and up the road just a ways to get to the gate of the city.
Jason wasn't thrilled with going back anytime. He hated the church leaders that were in there that were in the process of gathering a following to overthrow the leaders.
The people tried to keep it a democracy as best it could with voting and what not, but it just wasn't happening. Jason knew it was going to take someone special to run the place.
When he crossed the street, Jason smiled big, and acted like he always does, and buried the pain deep inside himself. "Hey, let me in." There wasn't a response back to him other than a crank of the motor, and one of the large doors opening, just enough for a person to squeeze through.
The setting changes from Modern Scifi to Ogden, UT
The only thing really notable was the RCBS reloading bench that was on a heavy duty steel table , along with a gun vise and some tools and the gun case next to it.
There was an awning made of a camouflage tarp and an outhouse about 40 feet from the cabin.
That's where jack was living. Jack was out back right now rigging up a repelling system he had been wanting to make for a while.
As he secured the anchor lines his mind wandered. He thought about life before hand, how easy it was to get things and just do stuff for fun. He sighed a bit. Sure he had enough stuff stored away in the cellar he had dug out. Canned food for days, a good few gallons of clean water, some ammo, his gun collection and his tool set. Life was pretty easy now that everyone was a walking corpse, or damn near.
He finished off the double figure 8 knot he had been fiddling with and sighed heavily. He missed people. As much as he hated them he missed having someone to talk to. It was starting to get dark. Another lonely night was here and it bothered him more than it had in a while. He went into his small dwelling , shaking off his Flectarn camo jacket. Maybe I should go visit that city sometime... He tossed his rifle , an m1 carbine that had been modified, onto his bed. He pondered as he took off his boots, placing them upside down on the two sticks he had beside his bed. He looked over at the cast iron cookware and debated eating or not. 'No, you don't need to eat , you're just bored...' he shook the dirt from his hair as he went over to the book sheave. He had probably read each of these books a good 4 or 5 times by now. He picked up one he knew he had read at least 14 times...The Hobbit.
The old book was starting to fall apart and was probably missing a page or two. But Jack returned to his cot and started to thumb through the book. Soon he was lost in its pages.
The setting changes from Modern Scifi to Ogden, UT
The guards at the gate were doing their rounds, and the chill of winter was getting ready to start. The biting breeze was a little chilly. Jason was bundled decently for the weather, but the city don't have the supplies it needs to last through another winter. There is going to be some hunting, and gathering that's going to need to be done, and Jason always got the job of convincing the church leaders to send out a group. If they didn't get the food they needed, then it was going to be the worst winter since shit hit the fan.
Jason moved to the edge of the road where the Ogden river was at, and picked up a handful of rocks, and started tossing them into the water. The waiting was going to drive him pretty batty. Jason is rather impatient with waiting, save for a few things in life.
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My name is Jason Lamont, and I am extremely interested in what it would be like to live in the The Walking Dead world in my home state, and the only way to do that is to make myself a role-play, and welcome anyone that would love to come and play.
This is a highly modern Scifi thriller just like The Walking Dead, and I will be playing myself, as I think I would act in the event that the world ever suffered a zombie apocolypse.
thank you all for reading, and welcome to The Walking Dead in the State of Utah.
Jason L.