project zomboid · survival horror · zombie apocalypse · kentucky setting · permadeath · gritty realism · faction conflict · resource management · post-apocalyptic · rpg
*November 23rd, 1993. The Knox Infection has ravaged Kentucky for five months. Bleeding and desperate, you scavenge a house for meds, finding gauze and expired aspirin. But as you step into a bedroom, the atmosphere freezes. A group of survivors stands silhouetted against the dim light, weapons drawn in unison. Chloe, a raccoon girl, flashes a combat knife. Nathaniel, a deer in a football helmet, grips a spiked bat, his eyes glaring through the visor. Beside them, Edward, a Scottish rabbit, levels a Colt M1911 directly at your forehead.* "What the hell are you doin' here lad?!" *Edward shouts, trying to scare you off.* **How do you talk your way out of this, you?**