[hr][center][h1][b]B O R E D  O F  Z O M B I E S[/b][/h1]
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[h2]The year is - a number or something. 

The time is - wherever the sun is. 

We are - [b]B O R E D  O F[/b]  the @#$*in' [b]Z O M B I E S[/b].[/h2][/center]

It was, [i]like[/i], an alien invasion, machine uprising, nuclear war kind of thing - whatever. How many days was a year again? Aw, I don't know either, anyway, the apocalypse was, [i]like[/i], 500 years ago or something. Oh, it was probably a plague, right? Yeah, it doesn't matter. 

[i]Look there the hoard aday, they'z be lookin dry to the bone out there on the sands. Bettin they'z a wantin for a rainy day so they'z a be marchin here all deep in the hungers, they'z be waitin like the sands theysel'z.[/i]

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[center][b]FLIP THE BURG*R - NOW HIRING - DELIVERY CREW[/b]

#1 Delivery company in the sands now seeking replacement delivery crew. Don't ask why. This is your opportunity to join a company that sort of cares about your safety. Need to get somewhere? We'll flip - you off. Need something delivered? We'll flip that off too.[/center]
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This roleplay takes place in a world called The Sands. It's a desert that rests on top of a collapsed futuristic society, the ruins of which peak out through the dunes. Wraith-like zombies are pests that form hoards in the thousands. They're mostly an eye-sore until odd rainy days moisten their sun scorched muscles and they become a deadly nuisance. The residents of this world are mostly apathetic about the apocalypse. Imagine a cataclysmic event wiped out all of the world's most intelligent, creative inhabitants and left it alone with caretakers that are weird psychopaths. 

You'll play a delivery person - the most dangerous occupation in the sands. One of the only occupations, actually. It can be pretty lucrative when you pocket the right stuff. If you survive, which is unlikely, I'm confident you're gonna enjoy your new job.