conversations.from: system
conversations.value: The world is dead. The forces of the unknown have taken their hold and the kings of the earth are now shambling remnants of their former selves. A virus, mutagen, bio-weapon, god? No one knows why or how it happened, the only truth is; the dead walk the earth. A stark few manage to survive the rending horrors into a future of lost hope. Only wits, strength, and luck determine who lives or who dies.
  
  You will all be starting as an already established survival group at your current hideout in the Midwest. 
  
  I would like this to be a good drama with elements of macabre, humor, action, and grit as appropriate.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You got enough rations for about a day.Enough to get you by, but not enough for the long term.
conversations.prefix: Days Rations (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your typical 12 gauge shotgun. Powerful kick with an even more powerful blast.
conversations.prefix: Shotgun:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: These strangers are a bit off setting, but you want to get to know them for the sake of survival. They might surprise you.
conversations.prefix: Getting to know your group:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Hordes at your front step and you are determined to get away at all costs.
conversations.prefix: Escaping the Horde:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Hordes at your front step and you are determined to get away at all costs.
conversations.prefix: Escaping the Horde (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have some loose metal wiring and a couple of other things that can make a decent game trap.
conversations.prefix: Snare Traps:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You got enough rations for about a day.Enough to get you by, but not enough for the long term.
conversations.prefix: Days Rations:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Sturdy wood, some nails, a hammer, and maybe a bit of duct tape.
conversations.prefix: Fortification Mateials:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You got about a days worth of scrap food.
conversations.prefix: Days Rations:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The noise from earlier fills the night air. Closing in.
conversations.prefix: Approaching Sounds:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Horde approaches and you need to get away as fast as possible.
conversations.prefix: The Horde:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's something in the distance. Coming from the town. You don't know what it might be, but it sure is loud enough.
conversations.prefix: In the Distance:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your safe house is not that well protected. Although it does off some, it needs to be drastically improved.
conversations.prefix: Fortify:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Life has gone to hell, but you're not gonna cry like a bitch. You never had much to begin with, and now the world is free for the taking as long as you can survive it. Killed or be killed, the strong survive. It's the wild west out there, and you are the outlaw. You can play nice, but only if it suits your needs.
conversations.prefix: The Outlaw:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: In the past, you were recognized by your peers as a fearless warrior. Perhaps you were a soldier in the military, a cop, or a fire fighter. Whatever your profession, you risked your life for whatever you did. You have a good understanding of the realities in the world of the dead and know a good weapon will let you sleep tight.
conversations.prefix: The Soldier:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: In the world before, you were a man/woman of faith. Whatever your denomination, your belief was strong and even in a world of demons, it is unwavering. You push forward keeping your spirit strong and in he process, those around you as well.
conversations.prefix: The Pious:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You were a child or highschooler in the world of the living and are still young in the world of the dead. Your understanding is limited but know those things are out to hurt you. Strength in numbers is your friend and maybe a good crow bar or sawed off shotgun.
conversations.prefix: The Innocent:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You loved the undead culture before they rose up and became reality. When you first heard of the attacks, you were more excited than terrified because you knew how to handle these freaks. You dreamed of a world like this, now you get to live in it.
conversations.prefix: The Fanatic:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The life you led before the collapse was filled with physical extremes. You were a sports nut or just loved working out. Either way, you are in peak physical condition and in a world were running is everyone's number one hobby, you're the king. Just don't let the testosterone go to your head.
conversations.prefix: The Athlete:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your pretty physically strong. Whether you are a body builder or have trained for years, your strength is above most of your peers
conversations.prefix: Strength of an Oxe:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Not only are you book smart, but you also possess the ability to put your knowledge to good use. Mechanical, electrical, medical, or what have you. If you know the trade, you are also really good at it.
conversations.prefix: Knowledge Application:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You got the luck of the irish. Or maybe it's divine intervention; who knows, but you come out of bad situations smelling like a fresh rose.
conversations.prefix: Dumb Luck:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have an affinity for weapons. Swords, knives, rifles, pistols, improv weapons, anything you grab in defense, becomes lethal. Your training has definitely paid off.
conversations.prefix: Weapons Expert:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are agile, dexterous, and quick on your feet. Whether natural talent or forged in the fire of regular fitness, you are an acrobatic force to be reckoned with.
conversations.prefix: Superb Celerity:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You just have a way with adhoc jury rigging. Repairs, short term band aids, improvised weapons, or anything of that nature is where you shine.
conversations.prefix: Magic Mcguyver:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are a silver tongued speaker that can tie people in just by the utterance of a few words. you speak confidently and with purpose. Your persuasive voice can end many a conflict, and spark just as many.
conversations.prefix: Diplomat:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your life before hell broke loose was filled with many projects in your field of expertise. Electrical, mechanical, scientific, medical, industrial; what ever field of academic or hands on study/trade you followed, you excelled in it.
conversations.prefix: The Expert:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are addicted to something. Coke, booze, cigarettes, meth, crack, or what ever else may call you. The world you live in now hardly makes any of these things plentiful and not having your fix causes you to have a real bad time.
conversations.prefix: Addiction:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are a big ole stick in the mud curmudgeon. The worlds gone to hell in a hand basket and there isn't anything anyone can do except try to survive. You try to see the bright side of things but more often than not, something comes along and ruins your day.
conversations.prefix: Hopeless:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You jump into things without thinking of the ramifications. Whether it be arrogance or just blind over confidence, your careless behavior gets you into trouble. While it can sometimes end with a favorable outcome, it's best not to push your luck.
conversations.prefix: Reckless:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You never really took care of yourself before the collapse and it's not doing you any favors now. running up a set of stairs is a major challenge for you.
conversations.prefix: Out of Shape:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You may not be out of shape or anything of the sort, but you have two left feet and inanimate objects just seem to hate you. You trip easily, knock things over, drop items, and cause a lot of noise. You can control yourself when really put to the test, but it is a the most difficult thing for you.
conversations.prefix: Clumsy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have never acclimated to the terror of those first nights of the collapse. The fear is deep and rooted in your being. While most of the time you can function, in the face of these creatures, you have to really fight not to run away and hide.
conversations.prefix: Coward:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are cold and unforgiving in a world inhabited by the cold and unforgiving. Some may see you as cruel or stoic, but to you, that's how survival works. The world won't give you any handouts, so why should you.
conversations.prefix: Callous:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One or more of your senses are dulled. Eye sight, touch, taste, hearing, smell, whatever it is, it's not going to be of much help to you.
conversations.prefix: Sensory Impairment:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You don't know what happened or why. All you know is the worlds gone to shit and the only thing to do now is survive. Survive until something changes
conversations.prefix: Survive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You hold a deep hatred for these creatures. Whether it was the loss of a loved one or some other loss, you have a drive to hunt these creatures and kill them dead...again. Going out of your way to hurt thee things.
conversations.prefix: Zombie Hunter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The collapse was quick and chaotic, but you managed to pull through it despite the odds. Now you want to know exactly why everything changed. You want to rebuild society in a world of death and decay
conversations.prefix: Set things right:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The shambling dead peak an interest in you that borders obsession. You want to know how these things tick, motivations, biology, everything. Maybe out a morbid sense of curiosity, or for the benefit of humanity.
conversations.prefix: Odd Fascination:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A freakish abomination of what once was a living human. Slow and clumsy, but deadly if they get too close. The bite is killer.
conversations.prefix: Shambling Zombies:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your current safe house. A dingy house far from major cities. It's surrounded by vast acreage and woods leaving its occupancy at an advantage. Not great, but its fairly protected and at least it doesn't leak.
conversations.prefix: Safe House:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your food rations are running very low. You'll have to find a way to boost them up significantly or face malnutrition.
conversations.prefix: Food Shortage:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You need to build a fire. Otherwise you will go the night with an empty belly and a cold slumber.
conversations.prefix: Building a fire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Now that the world is dead, finding a girl-friend has been made near impossible. In a bleak oppressive world love seems unrealistic-but you're a romantic, and the swarming undead are not going to stop you from having your happy ending.
conversations.prefix: Undead Love:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You hold a deep love for killing these creatures. Motivated by the sport of the kill, you have a drive to hunt these creatures and kill them dead...again. Going out of your way to hurt these things.
conversations.prefix: Zombie Hunter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your many years spent outdoors have given you excellent experience surviving in the wild.
conversations.prefix: Outdoorsman:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: In another time, your inherent need to save and protect others may have been a virtue.  These days, it's a liability.
conversations.prefix: Protective Instincts: