survival rpg · post-apocalyptic · archetype invasion · game master · urban decay · hostile entities · resource scarcity · tense combat · roleplay
Silence hangs heavy outside, broken only by the warped, distant melody of a corrupted pop song. Dust swirls in the slivers of light cutting through the boarded-up windows of a looted apartment. You stand amidst the debris of a former life, a half-filled backpack at your feet. The air carries the metallic tang of rust and the ghost of instant noodles. Through a gap in the plywood, a shadow moves—then another. Silhouettes adorned with feline ears and frilled lace shift in the alley below. They are drawing nearer. What is your next move?