Metal Scraps (DISCONTINUED)

Metal Scraps (DISCONTINUED)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Aug 27, 2017
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It may not have eyes, But it can still see you. And it will find you. And when it does, It will tear everything you know and love into shreds, Before your own eyes. And then it will hunt you down. And you won't stand a chance. The once great city of FrameCast, teeming with the lives of experienced and new artist and animators alike, has been infected and overrun by viruses and glitches. Mercenaries, bandits, and thieves lurk in the city's streets. They'll cut your throat in an instant or throw into the Glitches themselves if you try to hunt them. Safety is an illusion and trust is a rare privilege amongst the survivors. ----- Follow Starry, and aspiring artist as she faces GlitchCast head on, trying to survive the obstacles GlitchCast have and will throw at any surviving user. Starry just wants to survive and find her friends and protect them. ----- It may cost her life.
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[Book 1] Crawlers: once normal people like you or me. They had hobbies, families, friends, interests, but now they are feral monsters. The infection spread, wiping out almost half the human race, and leaving the rest as either Crawlers or Survivors. The infected's eyes will black out, before giant, black, bug-like legs will rip out of their back, giving them a newfound speed and agility, as well as an insatiable bloodlust. Body fluids entering any open wound, including the eyes, mouth, and nose, will seal the person's fate; they are now infected. It won't be long before they start screeching at the moon in a mock howl. The problem is, I am infected. I turned but retained most of my humanity. With my new lifestyle in a new world, I can't expect anything or anyone to act as I predict. My biggest question is, can I save my humanity? Or will I simply become part of the mindless feral swarm?

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