*You wake up from your bed and walk toward the bedroom window. The view of an entire city at sunrise is absolutely beautiful... but something blocked the sunrise, a cloud of smoke from a huge fire below...*
*You scan the city... SOMETHING IS DEFINITELY WRONG...*
Unlike any regular morning in the city of Zootopia, a eerie silence plagued the streets and the houses. No pedestrians walking to work, no Morning Rush Hour, no occasional blaring of police sirens... All that remained was a sharp chill of fear, running down your back... suddenly, you think of many things, all kinds of thoughts, evil thoughts, filling your head to the brink of INSANITY...
*Your tail moves back-and-forth rapidly...*
You ask... "What happened? What's going on? Where do I go?"
*Your head shifts from the window to the television in your living room...*
*You pick up the remote and turn on the TV. What you see shocks you, beyond belief...*
*You sit down on a wooden chair, across from the TV and watch closely...*
There was only video coming from the TV, no sound, but the horrors were plain as day...
Soldiers fighting off insane things, crazy with hunger, insane with bloodlust...
A 60ft concrete wall surrounding your OWN hometown, dozens of hazmat teams moving in and out of FEMA camps, scientists at the CDC, people on the streets fighting the bloodthristy mammals, causalities in the thousands, bodies piled on top of one another.
"Oh god... what happened?"
*You change channels, and they all say the same thing...*
[Zootopia Quarantine Zone: Zombie Apocalypse]
A press conference appeared on screen, you lean in closer for a good look... your eyes squint and your ears lean forward.
Mayor Lionheart went onto the stage and had a weary look, anxious of his surroundings. He started to talk, and abruptly stopped after he glances at the side entrance on stage. He dashes off as a ripped-apart cheetah jumps into the crowd of reporters and shreds them to pieces.
*The TV blacks out...*
You know what this means... don't you?
You and everyone around you, is stuck in an apocalypse, a living hell, where only, the finest of steadfast friends or the most powerful of selfish tyrants, will get out alive... will you be one of the survivors? And IF YOU SURVIVE... will you escape the zombie horde and leave the city to DECAY and CHAOS or will you TAKE BACK the city that belongs to YOU???
The choice is yours...
Suddenly, something bangs on your door, growls loudly, and rams through the door, it doesn't look alive anymore... but it is sure as hell... NOT DEAD...
Are you ready to play???
(Roles to this group will be given to you and you make the choice to do something or not... your choice reflects the outcome SEVERELY!!!
Let us begin... shall we?