The Waylow Woods
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!!!WARNING: THIS STORY WILL DISPLAY GRAPHIC THEMES SUCH AS DRUGS, IMMORAL ACTS, CORRUPTION, MANIPULATION, GORE, BLOOD, CHARACTER DEATH, AND GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF WOUNDS, FIGHTS, ETC!! I DO NOT CONDONE ANY OF THESE THEMES TO BE REPEATED IN THE REAL WORLD, THIS IS A ROLEPLAY AND A STORY AND SHOULD BE TREATED AS SUCH!!!
~|{After WW3 hit humanity, it wiped with it the entire human race, leaving nothing but ruin and death behind... Or so we thought. Nature has a way of healing from such disasters and it has... to an extent. Radiation from all the radioactive weapons caused damage to everything, not just humankind. Plants and animals suffered as well, however, animals also evolved.}|~
This is a story taken from a discord roleplay server I started, I will include the lore of the server at the beginning of the story, and I will be open to messages if people have an interest to join and add their own characters to this story.
Current Authors (Based on Discord Names):
Server Owner:
- Tem/Me
Server Co-owner:
- Hong/LiJun
Server Members:
- Hazel
- Star
- Kora
- Tay
- Lexi
- Saturn
- Wolf
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