In a twisted world where the zombie virus mutates humans into zombies the lucky few who did not get bitten turned into cats!
Survive, have kittens, rebuild the Ledgendary Clans(Thunder,Wind,River, and Shadow).
The Zombie apocalypse as a cat!
Character Sheet:
Name: (Something pet-ish) Gen: (Male or Female) Type: (Click the link for breeds) Age: 1 week[kitten] Desc: (Fur color, eye color, and other stuff) ---------- Shelter: Roaming Cat ------- Claws: Short and Stubby. Hiss: Not Terrifying.
BE ORIGINAL, Experiment.
Players can interact with each other. Zombies come in the in the night from about 8PM to 4AM in-game. Fill out the character sheet and we will begin!
Name: Cloud Gen: Female Type: Persian Age: 1.5 Years(Adult) Desc: gray, blue, blue eyes Shelter: Bomb shelter Claws: Med size, Slightly sharp Hiss: Not Terrifying "WHERE ARE YOU GOING?" i yell
Name: Cloud Gen: Female Type: Persian Age: 1.5 Years(Adult) Desc: gray, blue, blue eyes Shelter: Bomb shelter Claws: Med size, Slightly sharp Hiss: Not Terrifying
He doesn't respond and leaves. What do you do? You can't fight him because you're still hurt, just not in danger of dying.
Name: Tipsy Gen: Male Type: American Polydactyl Age: 1.5 years Desc: black fur with blue/green eyes Shelter: cardboard box fort Claws: Short and Stubby Hiss: Not Terrifying Inventory: knife
You eventually find some bandages and a surgical knife.
Name: Fuzzy Gen: Male Type: Brazillian Shorthair Age: 1.5 Years(Adult) Desc: Gray fur, Hazel eyes Shelter: Roaming Cat Claws: Short and stubby Hiss: Not terrifying Inventory:
You see a partly destroyed house and a cardboard box.
Name: Cloud Gen: Female Type: Persian Age: 1.5 Years(Adult) Desc: gray, blue, blue eyes Shelter: Bomb shelter Claws: Med size, Slightly sharp Hiss: Not Terrifying
No, it's not night-time yet. He goes outside. He comes back inside and says: "I didn't see anybody. Are you sure you're OK? You might be hallucinating."
Name: Fuzzy Gen: Male Type: Brazillian Shorthair Age: 1.5 Years(Adult) Desc: Gray fur, Hazel eyes Shelter: Roaming Cat Claws: Short and stubby Hiss: Not terrifying Inventory:
She says: "Great! Now I can finally be away from all these dead bodies."
