Dead of Night rp

It's a little passion project I built for my friends and I, but.

Here's a little in character lore synopsis

- An old speaker crackles to life on a pole in the center of the city. A voice resembling that of a deep rasp clears its throat on the other end, before beginning to speak -

"I've been noticing a sharp uptick in the amount of survivors moving into our little slice of infected paradise, so, I figured a history lesson would be in order.

For those of you without a map, we're far in the north of Canada. Well, not exactly. We're near the borderline of Alberta and the Northwest Territories.

For those of you who don't know me, I'm one of the oldest survivors in town. Born and raised here. I'm in my 70's, and I figured this old boy should get stories out for as long as he can draw breath"

*a deep chuckle echoes through the speaker, gently distorting by the feedback caused by someone being to close to a microphone*

"It was 40 years ago, give or take. I think it was 2019?. I was 32 when the event most refer to as "The Fall" happened. But, I remember it as Bloody Monday.

It was quite the thing. A town named Broken Bend was actually a military test site for this new disease. It broke out, took over in nearly a week. Before we knew it, this disease had leapt across countries, even oceans. Nobody was safe.

Within two years, the world's population had plummeted 85%. Within five years, a mere 7% of the total population was left uninfected, or immune. We've recovered as much as we can since. We're only down 88% of the population now. Not much, but we're rebuilding, I suppose.

It's nice to see so many new faces. It's good to see that maybe, just maybe, this world isn't doomed forever.

Well, this is where I should let you go. I'll get a good distraction going for the infected, let everyone do a little scavenging. Whaddya think, eh?"