Inquisitor Leet
First Post
picture this:
The dead have risen to walk the earth and feast upon the living. Cities have fallen. Life as we know it is forever changed. We are now living in an undead world. You've been one of the lucky few to survive through a combination of luck, skill, and sheer brutality. As you walk through the burned out shell of the city you once loved you stumble upon a blank wall and a spray paint can. What do you write? Something funny and pointless? Useful information? A warning for those to come?
The dead have risen to walk the earth and feast upon the living. Cities have fallen. Life as we know it is forever changed. We are now living in an undead world. You've been one of the lucky few to survive through a combination of luck, skill, and sheer brutality. As you walk through the burned out shell of the city you once loved you stumble upon a blank wall and a spray paint can. What do you write? Something funny and pointless? Useful information? A warning for those to come?