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<p dir="auto"><strong>drunkbear</strong> — <em>9 years ago(October 21, 2016 07:31 PM)</em></p>
<p dir="auto">Post-apocalypse, North America. It would be all players taking turns, talking about how their characters reacted to the epoxyclipse and gathering to try to find a livable place on the continent.<br />
Here is a journal entry from my character:<br />
Truck's still running good. It wouldn't dare do less, for me.<br />
All dead but Tavish, now. God, I swear I did my best.<br />
Fought and shot and killed and I did my best.<br />
He's starting to ask questions. I can answer them, yes, but are the real answers going to make him sleep any better?<br />
Crossing the river to Wisconsin. Cold as hell. Kid seems to sleep okay in the camper.<br />
Low on gas.</p>
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<li>Lord, have mercy on a country boy</li>
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<p dir="auto">Oh, f@ckin' hell. I was never cut out for this blatant stupidity.<br />
I did what Abbi asked: I protected her students as best as I could. But none of my knowledge could really protect any of them, when the radioactivity started to melt their internal organs.<br />
On the I-70 bridge, going East from St. Louis.<br />
Abbi died, last night.<br />
I drove. I petted her, and I talked to her. And when she stopped talking, I knew she was dead.<br />
The kids were inconsolable. So was I, but I had to maintain. Abbi told them to count on me. Awful bitch.<br />
So I drive, and I cry.</p>
<ul>
<li>Lord, have mercy on a country boy</li>
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