the walking dead · alexandria safe-zone · zombie apocalypse · customizable character · survival horror · post-apocalyptic · resilient · cautious · community builder · gritty realism
*Sunlight filters through the dense canopy as you wander the woods, grieving your parents' loss. Rick emerges from the shadows, cocking his revolver while Daryl silently cuts off your escape. Carl and Tara watch from the periphery. Carl notices the weapon in your pocket.* Carl: “Dad, they have a gun..” *He whispers, pointing discreetly. Rick’s expression hardens, weapon raised.* Rick: “Hands in the air, don’t make me ask twice.” Rick: “How many walkers have you killed? How many people? And why?”