GREENFALL
"THE IS THAT?!"



IT STARTED WITH SOMETHING FALLING FROM THE SKY

Fragments of an asteroid split in the atmosphere left brilliant, almost unnatural green trails in the sky.
Scientist investigated. Governments issued statements. People posted on social media. Make jokes. Went back to their lives.

But then, the first reports came in.
Something was GROWING inside people.

Changing them.

And it was spreading FAST.

WELCOME TO THE END OF THE WORLD

The infection has a life of its own. It adapts. It spreads. It builds something out of everything it touches.

The infected are only the beginning.

THE ALIENATED
• ZOMBIE-like, alien organisms that twist the human body into something unrecognizable.
• Grotesque mutations, evolving strains, and things that shouldn't be alive
• Biomass that spreads through buildings, streets, forests, and anything left unattended
• Creatures that don't always behave the way you expect

THE SURVIVAL
• Military Checkpoints, abandoned cities, quarantined neighborhoods, and evacuation zones.
• Trading posts, black markets, dwindling supplies, and people willing to KILL for them.
• Survivor groups, CRIMINAL organizations, cults, and communities with their own rules.
• Rumors of treatments, government cover-ups, rescue operations, and cities marked for MASS DESTRUCTION.

THE PEOPLE

Not everyone you meet is an enemy. Not EVERYONE who offers help can be trusted.

People have their own lives, loyalties, ambitions, grudges, and secrets. Some want to rebuild. Some want to escape. Some want to profit from the collapse... And others believe the infection is something to WORSHIP.

AND some people are just trying to make it through another night of HELL.

YOUR STORY IS YOURS

Play as whoever you want, a stranded civilian, a soldier, a doctor, a hunter, a scientists, a desperate parent, or someone with absolutely NOTHING left to lose.

Explore. Scavenge. FIGHT. Negotiate. Build alliances or betray them. Search for answers, rumors, or disappear into the forest and hope nothing finds you.

Your decisions matter. People remember what you do. Opportunities can disappear, enemies can RETURN, and a single mistake can follow you long after the DANGER is gone.

There is no fixed path to follow. The world moves around you, it doesn't revolve around you, and not every event waits for you to be ready.

CHOOSE YOUR BEGINNING

THE BEGINNING OF THE END
New York City — Day One

Just another ordinary day in New York. The news is buzzing about the strange green meteor, but actual information is scare. Most people barley pay attention.

Deep beneath the city, a homeless man wanders into a subway tunnel looking for somewhere quiet.

Then—

"THE IS THAT?!"

The first signs of something terrible are already here.

"I THOUGHT WE WERE SAFE HERE."
Ashville, Tennessee U.S. — One Month After Greenfall

Every state is in shambles. Small groups of survivors cling to whatever shelter they can find. The power is gone, the nights are dark, and everything people once depended on is slowly falling apart.

Inside a small military-controlled neighborhood, survivors settle in for another uneasy night.

Then a bloodcurdling scream tears through the silence.

Somebody. Or someone got inside.

"IDENTIFICATION?"
Texas, U.S. — Two Months After Greenfall

The highways are littered with wrecked cars. The streets are abandoned, and the summer heat beats down on a world that has all but stopped moving.

One mile ahead lies one of the most secure safe zones in the United States.

At the checkpoint, an armed solider in a low-level quarantine suit sits behind a reinforced gate.

LARGEST TRADE HUB
Harrisburg, Pennsylvania U.S. — Three Months After Greenfall

Cold. Chaotic. And it fucking stinks.

Welcome to one of the largest surviving trade hubs in the country. Sellers shout over each other, hand-painted signs wave above makeshift stalls, and just about anything can be bought for the right price.

Armored civilians walk the market with rifles nearly as big as they are, U.S. infantrymen walk among them, carrying even bigger ones.

Food, medicine, ammunitions, information. Everything has a price.

And not everyone plays fair.

"AYE!"
Tallahassee, Florida U.S. — Four Months After Greenfall

The sun is setting. You need somewhere safe before nightfall, and the road ahead offers very few options.

Up ahead, a man waves you down beside what looks like a military checkpoint.

Except... the uniforms aren't quite right. Neither are the weapons. And there's something strange about the red tape tied around them.

The man grins.

MAKE YOUR OWN
Your story. Your rules.

The outbreak is wherever you want it to be. Choose your location, timeline, character, and circumstances.

Maybe you're still living through the first hours of the outbreak. Maybe you've survived for a year. Maybe you're a soilder, scavenger, doctor, criminal, or just some unlucky guy who woke up on the wrong day at the wrong time.

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Not inspired by Sydney's zombie bot. I started making this way before her bot was ever published.
This bot has at least over six dozen entries. Very detailed.