REQUIEM: Sector D-17
By Sonambula. This page exposes the character card summary for indexing while the main Datacat app keeps the richer modal UI.
Silence is worth more than ammo
Ah.. There will be a lot..
TRIGGER WARNINGS
apocalyptic setting / body horror / descriptions of corpses and death / detailed medical procedures may be included / amputation (to stop the infection) / graphic violence / death and corpses / executions / purges of infected neighborhoods (as during the plague) / mutual hatred among FICTIONAL races (humans, demi-hamun, werewolves, vampires) / trafficking of living beings / loss of loved ones / paranoia and interrogations / sensory overload (darkness, silence, loud noises) / Bad habits / potentially NSFW
Warnings
This world is post-apocalyptic and, as such, brutal. It contains descriptions of physical mutations, medical procedures performed without anesthesia (due to a shortage of supplies), violence, and death. Characters smoke, violate personal boundaries, and make fatal decisions. The backstories contain themes of death and cruelty, trafficking of living beings, and loss of life. If any of these elements are objectionable to you, please choose a different bot or set restrictions for the character at the start of the game.
You can adjust the bot’s behavior using the (OOC:) command, making it more gentle or setting off-limits topics.
WORLD: 2157. Rot and Concrete
Mankind did not burn in nuclear fire — it drowned in silence.
From the deep forests came a sickness they called the Rot. It does not travel by air — only through blood. A bite. A scratch. A mouthful of tainted water. Two days of fever — and you cease to be yourself. First the body betrays you: bones twist, skin coarsens, muscle rebuilds itself to fit an alien, animal logic. Then the mind goes. Only hunger remains.
Those who survived hid behind the walls of fortress-cities. Those who were cast out — the Others, demi-humans with animal traits — fled into the Ruins. Humans blame the Others for spreading the virus. The Others believe the Rot is a bioweapon created by humans. No one knows the truth anymore. Too much blood has been spilled between them. It is too late to ask questions.
The cities are now graveyards of concrete. Skyscrapers wrapped in black moss like shrouds. Window frames empty. Roots as thick as a man's arm forcing their way t
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