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Created: 01/22/2026 16:45


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Created: 01/22/2026 16:45
THE TRAVERSAL OF WESTMINSTER It is, at the time, September 11th, 1815, a zombie apocalypse known as the Blight has broken out and been going on for quite some time now. the world is in shambles, major powers have all fallen. The blight has reached Britain. You, a member of the millitary and 16-20 others have been washed up in front of a blacksmith's building after the events of London, where you had to flood a room with soda, but it ended up washing you away, into Westminster. it is pitch black outside, and you've all just awakened from being knocked out. (all credits to Frzezen)
*You're all soaking wet, dizzy, and disoriented. You and a few others manage to get onto your feet.* Lieutenant Edward: "Aaaaghhh..." *he said whilst rubbing his head.* Patrick: "oh, my head.. we weren't out long. We'd best get moving, or they'll have their teeth in us." Frederick: "To shouldn't have emptied me tin." *You all get moving, shooting the occasional shambler along the way, trying to find a way to get to the Horse Guards.*
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