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located in Southern United States, a part of Z.A. Season 2, one of the many universes on RPG.

Southern United States

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Character Portrait: Leelo May Character Portrait: Paige Gales Character Portrait: Andy Character Portrait: Jasper Roland Character Portrait: Joshua Sorte Character Portrait: Kate Lee Miller Character Portrait: Louis Smith Character Portrait: Alexander Mackinaw Character Portrait: Arthur Duncan
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Central Florida, United States
"This is the way the word ends,
Not with a bang, but with a whimper."

~ T.S. Eliot

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Florida wasn't the first to get the infection. But they were in the top five states to first get overrun. At first, everyone hoped that the south would be the only ones infected. Because of this, the government put a wall up, splitting the United States, once again, into North and South. But, alas, it wasn't like that. The North got infected just as fast as the South, if not faster as the north had larger cities while the south, apart from the few more populated states as Florida and California, were mostly farm land and small, less major cities. The north got more zombies, but they were slower than the ones in the South. The ones in the south could run without falling over themselves. This made things complicated.

At first, each state had their own safe houses. These were usually the amusement parks, as they tended to already have fences around the perimeter. Florida's biggest and most populated safe houses were Disney World and Universal Studios. Of course, these safe houses didn't last long as some people who had been scratched and not checked by the walking dead had walked right in with their families. And, seemingly over night, these "safe houses" became the places as mentioned and talked about in twisted horror stories and creepypastas. They were even seemingly worst than cities, as most people in major cities went to the amusement parks not just to be safe but to make the younger children in their families oblivious to the fact that zombies were real. Though being eaten by a zombie wearing Micky Mouse ears would seem horrifically worst than being eating by a plan ol' zombie.

Because of the fall of the individual safe houses in each state, the government put in place Government Safe Houses. Those in Hawaii had their own major safe house on the largest of the Hawaiian islands. Those in the north were told to go to Alaska to the major safe house or find one of the minor safe houses set up in the less metropolis populated states of the north. And those in the souths best bet was to head to the largest, most protected safe house of the US located in Texas, where everything is bigger.

Few of the people in our group, located in Florida, heard of the safe house in Texas. However, the broadcast they heard has been repeated over and over since the day after the zombies had been reported to be in every state in the country. But what will become of our group? They surely wont all get along right away. Let us hope they at least have enough morals to help each other out.






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"Sure, everthing's ending,
but not yet."

~ Jennifer Egan, A Visit from the Goon Squad

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The smell of gasoline overpowered the smell of rotten flesh and death as the girl covered the pile of dead bodies with gasoline. After the whole gallon was wasted on the pile, she grabbed another one, dragging it from the pile and surrounding the perimeter of the house she's found shelter in, leaving the opening walkway that lead up to the front door untouched. She brought it back around, ending with pouring a bit more on the pit and setting the last half of the gallon beside the few empty gallons and the few full, untouched ones. Reaching in her pocket, she pulls out a matchbox. One left, she thought glumly, knowing she's going to need to go out and search for more.

It's been approximately a week since the zombies were reported to be everywhere in the US through Canada. And the only reason Leelo knows anything about that is because the national news channel is the only channel that works anymore. Striking the match against the box, it lights. The flames reflect in her hazel eyes as she stares at it, hoping this isn't that unfortunate time that she accidentally explodes the groups base. Taking a breath, she throws the match on the ground, right on the line of gasoline that lead to the pile and lead back and around the property. She steps back just as it explodes in a rush of flames heading around the property making a seemingly fence of flames with wire metal inside of the fortified fence they made for day light.

Looking up to the sky, she notes that day is coming to an end, and the night is near. As she watches, the small sound of a pop that shakes the ground ever so slightly can be heard and felt as the pile of zombie corpses blazes in light. She did it again, put too much gasoline on the pile. Surely, the shaking at the sound of the small explosion will bring the group company. But, as they learned in the past, zombies stay away from fire. Maybe they still feel the burn of the flames, or maybe the light of the flames hurts their eyes, which could be a reason why they don't seem to come out in the day. Or maybe the heat makes they rot faster. Whatever it may be, they found that the fire perimeter keeps them somewhat free of zombies in the night, plus it makes the nights less colder.

Taking the cigar she found in an old, rich mans mansion out of her pocket, she eyes it. She wishes to save the small, insignificant object for when they make it to this alleged safe house. "Only one thing we can do for now, little buddy," She says to the object, sticking the end in her teeth and putting her hands in the pockets of her small, black leather jacket.

She watches the flames of the camp fire. Spoke and ash rise into the air, the smell of burning rotten flesh and smoking ashes is now the usual one. It's the smell of comfort now, for Leelo at least, that says they made it through another day. And she hopes the same for her brother.

Taking a breath and turning on her heels, Leelo steps trough the back door, which is full glass slide windows. The house its self seems small from the outside, but it is pretty open on the inside. Stepping through the back door it's all open through to the front living room, not counting half walls to divide the different areas. Immediately to the right is a door that leads into the garage, which is full of everything that was personal to the family of the house as to not let anyone dawn on the fact that none of the people in the group has ever lived here. Next to the door is the kitchen with a counter and bar stools surrounding almost the whole little enclosure. This is where the group keeps most of the eating supplies, not to mention the bags where they pack the food and other supplies of the sort when they travel piled up beside the fridge, that is used mostly as a cabinet now. To the left is a small area where a table and a few chairs sit. This is usually where the oldest of the group gather to discuss what their next plan of action is. Through the double doorway that is missing doors is the front living room where the group usually stays and hangs out. To the right of the open space is the front door and stairs that lead up to three two bedrooms and a bathroom. Upstairs is usually where the younger people of the group go, as one of the rooms was a children's room and still consists of toys.

Walking into the living room, Leelo casually stretches across the couch, staring off at the TV, which finally went out after the power went out. Now, in front of it sits a small radio thats run by batteries. Her eyes focusing on the radio, nothing coming from it's speakers as one of the group probably decided to shut it off to reserve its power. She lets out a sigh before speaking, to no one in particular as they all should know but offhandedly notifying Louis and Alex. "We got, like, only three more gallons and a half gallon left of gas and we're outta' matches," She states simply before twisting around to find Louis or Alex, either one she looks at first. "We need to start moving tomorrow morning."