They came without warning. Sure, there were a couple news reports about some Middle Eastern disease with some weird side effects. But like all government-controlled media stations would do, they ended it with a perky 'Don't forget your annual flu shot!' spill.And then there was the increased military activity.Times Square under a temporary quarantine? The news shrugged it off as some kind of military test, and us, being the the naïve Americans we are, believed 'em. The final straw came in Connecticut, or maybe it was Colorado. . .one of those C-states. . . Some pretty little black newswoman labeled it FEED. She had some detailed meaning behind the name, but all people really remembered from it were the facts: hospitals locked down, some twisted viral outbreak hidden by the government, and victims rising after they'd already passed on. A course, the very night she made the broadcast, the newswoman went home and "killed herself". There weren't anymore stories after that. . Then they started showing up in our own backyards.Hospitals were overwhelmed with people. Lots of 'em died and reanimated hours after arriving. The staff was overtaken. Things deteriorated quickly. We started calling 'em Feeders pretty soon after the first few outbreaks. They swarmed Austin one night. . .damn, I remember it clearly, all their moaning, and groaning, and running in that half-dragged way. . . Austin was bad, like I told ya. There were only a lucky few who got out unscathed.They were gonna bomb us. The whole thing was gonna go up in flames, if a couple of them big cities hadn't been so overrun. By the time Washington had dealt with them, they were taken over themselves. Communication broke down after that, what with the power grid going out. Really though, there weren't many sane ones left to communicate with. I got my wife out pretty quick, and we took shelter in my parent's old house, but it's never quiet these days. . .Even a year later, they still play that newswoman's voice on a loop, on the radios, on the televisions. Sometimes it gets frozen, and her lips will stick around the word. But it never changes. She's always repeating it. . .F E E D S E T T I N GConsider this game to be a sandbox, at least at the very beginning. Everyone will be able to feature their own storylines, though there is an overarching plot that will affect everyone at one point. While it's assumed that the Feeding plague affected everyone across the entire globe, the only setting I plan on using (at least at first) is near, around, or in: Austin, Texas. As lawlessness and chaos descended upon Texas in those final days before the power grid went down, many people had the idea to flee the metropolitan areas. Austin itself became a hotspot for Feeders, many of which still roam the streets a year later. Several people manage to survive in the city even this long after, avoiding Feeders and collecting food and supplies. Surviving the Feeders is but one of the many challenges. Outside of Austin, there has been a lot of anarchy. The desert is a cruel and unyielding place in some parts, especially for those without proper food and shelter. And the cartels and mercenaries are even more dangerous, proving to be a thorn in the side to many.Survival, at this point, is hard to come by. C H A R A C T E R SCreating a character shouldn't be that difficult.It's the apocalypse.How has your character survived the first year after the apocalypse? Any number of people from any number of nationalities, occupations, skill sets, etc. could have survived. Be as creative as you like. You can only experience the zombie apocalypse once. Fill out this little sheet and send it by me before posting:Name:Age: Gender:Equipment:Pre-FEED: (Life prior to the apocalypse)Post-FEED: (The past year of survival)GM Secrets: (Doesn't have to be included, but it's always nice to have a few cards up your sleeve. This wouldn't be included in your posted character sheet.) R U L E S- No God-moding, baiting, etc.- Send CS by me before posting.- Enjoy the apocalypse!