Disclaimer: I don't own World war Z or anything involving it except this story.
A/N: Hello, I have not typed anything for fanfiction in a long time, and this is me stating one thing; I have dropped/stalled both of my other projects. It seems like I just…lost inspiration. This, however, will hopefully stick around for a while. That, however, is your duty.
[As I settle down I have no clue for what exactly to expect. The man across from me refuses to reveal his name and consistently says that what he is about to share has absolutely nothing to do with him.]
Good afternoon.
"Maybe, but there have definitely been better.
I heard that you have an account…
"That's true."
…Do you feel up to telling it?
"I do, I just need a moment to remember it all. It started in the east, you know, the area people thought no one had a chance of surviving. Well, I heard that a few brave souls did make it, although they were but a fraction of their original size. They made that trek through the wilderness, and this is their story, not mine…
Short beginning, aye? Well, this is where you, the reader, come in. None of the characters will be my own, excluding one, and trust me, he definitely won't be in the limelight. Submit your OC's and I will make a new chapter. Deal? Deal.
A submission should look like this:
Name:
Personality:
Appearance:
Best trait:
Worst trait:
Weapon of choice:
History:
Also, be free to PM me any traits about your character that you would like to keep from general public until an opportune time. For example, if the person is a kleptomaniac or perhaps a bandit spy, you will probably want to PM that.
Hope to see you review soon!