The almost Civil War and the attack of the dead meme
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  • Reads 357
  • Votes 9
  • Parts 6
  • Time 57m
Ongoing, First published May 08, 2018
Mature
Rated M for violence, mild language, depiction of war.
The story is based off a spontaneous RP event that happened on Tene's discord server between some of the members. After finishing it I decided to use it as base for a short story and expand on it. I am in no way a professional writer, this is at best a free writing experiment of sorts. DISCLAIMER: While I say this story is a T rated story there are heavy topics such as self sacrifice so be warned this not an exactly "happy" story. Also there is no set technology or time this takes place in. This means there is a mix of weapons and vehicles real and fiction. COVER ART BY BLIZZARD.
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