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[MetalSlimeHunt]

Welcome to the end of the world.

Day Zero, Hour Zero

Name:
Sex:
Location:
Date: XX/XX/2012

[woose1]

Name: Cash McMoneybags
Sex: Male
Location: my luxurious executive office, on the top floor of a New York skyscraper.

[Elfeater]

Name: Cash McMoneybags
Sex: plastically altered
Location: my luxurious executive office, on the top floor of a New York skyscraper.

fix'd

[woose1]

Name: Cashette McMoneybags
Sex: 'Male'
Location: my luxurious executive office, on the top floor of a New York skyscraper.

[Elfeater]

should it not be "male" as in air quotes?

[Bdthemag]

Since I assume Metal is looking for a serious suggestion, and not just non-serious ones that don't make sense...

Name: Allan Moores
Sex: Male
Location: New York City
Date: 02/23/2012

[King DZA]

Why the hell not.

Name:Damien Zane
Sex:Male
Location:Some secluded spot in a dense forest.
Date:(not sure about this, can I just pick any date as long as it's in the year 2012?)

[MetalSlimeHunt]

Dreaming peacefully. For the last time.

Day Zero, Hour Six

Name: Allan Zane
Sex: Male
Location: New York City
Date: 02/23/2012
Age:
Occupation: (Must match class)
Class: Under/Lower/Middle/Upper
Relationship: Single/Couple/Married/Widowed

[Bdthemag]

Age: 23
Occupation: Grocery Store Clerk
Class: Lower
Relationship: Single

[Hubris Incalculable]

Age: 35
Occupation: Network Administrator
Class: Middle
Relationship: Single

[MetalSlimeHunt]

Day Zero, Hour Eight

Name: Allan Zane
Sex: Male
Location: New York City
Date: 02/23/2012
Age: 27
Occupation: Network Administrator
Class: Middle
Relationship: Single

Temperature: 35 Degrees Fahrenheit

Darkness. Blood. A pain spreading through your entire form. You are running, running through a field of flames and death, trying to avoid becoming one of the torn corpses you tread upon. It is hunting you, even now. The gash in your side gave it plenty of blood to get your scent from.

Bones crunch in the distance, red eyes pierce the darkness, it's comi-

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* There goes your alarm. Well, it is Thursday, so you guess you'll have to get ready and go to work. Although....you could just try to work from home. It isn't like most of the employees see, or need to see you anyway. Virtually everything is just technicians crying to you to fix problems they can't solve and bosses demanding performance reports, all over phones. People barely know your face at work, although your voice gives you away instantly. Doing away with the gamble entirely and using a sick day crosses your mind for a moment, but no, you're too responsible for that. Besides, you might need it later, if you actually get sick.

>_

[Gamerlord]

How is this played?

[MetalSlimeHunt]

How is this played?

>_

[quip]

> Go to work anyway, it's not as though you have anything better to do.

[Trapezohedron]

Name: Kyle Hyde
Sex: Male
Location: New York City
Age: 29
Occupation: NYPD Officer
Class: Lower
Relationship: Single