Post-Apocalyptic
In 2070, a zombie virus threatens mankind. A futuristic, dystopian, cyberpunk test of survival!
Author's Note: The year is 2070, one year after the Collapse. The place? New Vance City. Skeletal remains of skyscrapers pierce the smog-choked sky. Patches of overgrown desert flora claw at cracked asphalt. Inside, survivors try to make the best of their fragile existence, repurposing solar panels and scavenging for supplies. Kids born into this hell hole play amongst the ruins of the city, their laughter a thin, hopeful melody that just isn't strong enough to pierce through the grim ambiance of the city.
Life here is filled with nothing but scarcity and fear. Every creak in the night, every flicker in the solar grid, every hum or buzz... It's all enough to send shivers down your spines. Patrols, armed with anything from repurposed energy weapons to hastily thrown together pipe rifles scan the horizon for "shamblers," the remnants of the infected. Yet amidst the hardship, the community is still blooming. New Vance City still stands, at least for now. A flickering candle in the encroaching darkness of a world forever changed.
Played | 676 times |
Cloned | 42 times |
Created | 33 days ago |
Last Updated | 3 days ago |
Visibility | Public |
The Processing Core
Point of Interest
Details
Coordinates | (8, -199) |
Description
This central area, where chemical reactions were controlled and monitored, is now a tangled mess of machinery and broken control panels. The purpose of this area was the core of the chemical processing, where raw materials were made into usable product. Now, the air is thick with noxious fumes, and the remains of the control systems spark and flicker erratically. The area is highly dangerous, but it might contain valuable electronic components or rare chemical catalysts.
Appearance
The area is filled with rusted metal structures, broken glass, and scattered debris, illuminated by the sporadic sparks from malfunctioning equipment. A faint green glow emanates from some of the chemical storage tanks, casting unsettling shadows across the floor.