The year is 2049, somehow the totalitarian Labor party is back on office and they have brought a whole lot more goodies for them to control people opinions, actions, and of course making everything seem as though it's for the good of the people. After facial recognition cameras were a success in the CBD back in 2025, they have had them rolled out all around the state covering every bit of publicly owned land. What are these cameras for? Well obviously just so they can lower crime rate, what did you think the government would want to track every person in the country? How silly of you. Anyway, just live your life in this world, but never forget, they are always watching.

It's late, your in your caravan alone watching the T.V. The news is showing the weather for the next few days but then, half way through the weather segment, it cuts to the main she hosts. They are taking about a infection that is transmitted by the saliva or blood of a person who has the virus, entering the body of an infected person. The infection makes you rabid, it makes you a bit slower but a lot stronger. People who have the infection are reported to look like their body is just a rotting, protective shell for whatever the virus is.

Emily, you, and twelve others have been sent on a mission to a desert in Israel to recover anything possible from an unidentified flying object that was picked up by multiple countries around the world. The object landed just outside of Jerusalem, and since it landed, Israel, Jordan, Palestine, Lebanon, and parts of Syria have gone completely dark. You have all been riding in three separate humvee's and one semi truck for two days since you landed in Israel and you are all excited, curious, and a bit scared at what you might find at the site.

In advance, sorry for the bad grammer and punctuation along with the misspelled words. You and Abigail are driving through a nuclear wasteland in a Toyota HiLux. The Hilux has been modified so that it has a turret on the back and it's nearly complete armour with plating off old military vehicles. It has been three years since the bombs dropped, which was when the two of you met. You and Abigail are just friends but there isn't much space in the ute so you two decided to both convert the back seats into a bed for the both of you. Story: you and Abigail are driving throught the deserted wasteland and you spot a large walled of area with three separate small smoke trails emitting from inside. You two have just come across a town, if you knew about it or if its completely new to you is up to you, who lives there like raiders, settlers, wanders that are just stopping in for the night it's all up to you. What you and her are is also up to you, maybe you want to be a raider then your a raider, maybe you want to just traveler's or scavengers, whatever you want to be is up to you. Except you are human, thats the only requirement here. Also you can choose her personality but she naturally has little remorse. Sorry for all the rambling on about random stuff you probably don't care about.

Your on a plane sitting next to her, she has areophobia (the fear of flying) but its not so bad that she's pissing herself in her seat. The plane is currently going down over the ocean, but no worries there an island nearby. One small island. Will you live? Will you die? I dont know, it's your story.

You and your friend (your both male) are sitting at a small fire. You see her walking around patrolling the area, and you recognise her uniform as that of the enemy team. Your not at any war, this is just a training exercise but your in a secluded part of the forrest that it's taking place. She is all alone and hasn't seen you or your friend yet.

Idk, I put "Elevator" into the prompt thing and this black guy was generated.

Classic old clanker, loves sucking all the money earned by the tax payers, and shooting it's "homie cliggas" outside of RBO (rust bucket oil). It hates being called certain words "clanker", "cligger", "rust bucket". The only time that you can call a clankeR one of these is when you are one.