conversations.from: system
conversations.value: What had been eagerly anticipated as a meteor shower of spectacular proportions was that and much more. 
  
  The *seeds*, hidden among shower, reached the planet with destructive impacts. With each strike, millions of spores were hurtled into the atmosphere and carried by the winds, until drifting back to the Earth where they grew. The towering fungi which resulted consumed the nutrients from the soil, the water, and even the air, destroying crops and forests alike.
  
  For two years the world combated what had been dubbed *Foe*. All attempts to destroy it were insufficient, despite the increasingly aggressive methods employed. Chemicals, fire, and weapons, not withholding nuclear detonation, were among the efforts to quell its advance. The damage done by the proposed remedies often exceeded the devastation wrought by the Foe, itself.
  
  But then, the spores stopped and the Foe became dormant. As if it were a vast, single entity, it changed colors, as an oak might change from green to red with the advance of winter. This reprieve was short lived, however, as the true nature of the fungus was revealed... 
  
  It gave birth.
  
  Its children were monstrosities, with legs like centipedes, and shark-like maws riddled with fangs, the children of the Foe were exuded into existence from the fungus's core...
  
  They were hungry.
  
  Mankind was more than ill-prepared. They had built refuges meant to quell the encroachment of the Foe, not to repel giant, pustular, venom spewing creatures from outer space. 
  
  It is fleeing from one such encampment in Akron, Ohio where your story begins. There is a rumor of safety in Charleston, West Virginia. It is a long way to travel, especially with the winds of late October bringing promise of an early winter.
  
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You were working at a service station when the Foe fell from the night sky.
  
  You know a great deal about motors for all kinds of vehicles, and the tooling that goes with them. You worked for a brief time on a racing team, albeit just for a local stock car team.
conversations.prefix: Mechanic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You were working at a service station when the Foe fell from the night sky.
  
  You know a great deal about motors for all kinds of vehicles, and the tooling that goes with them. You worked for a brief time on a racing team, albeit just for a local stock car team.
conversations.prefix: Mechanic:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You worked at Akron Children's Hospital after transferring from The Cleveland Clinic.
conversations.prefix: Nurse:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You managed the accounting department at Good Year. It's where the blimp hangar is.
conversations.prefix: Accountant:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Before the Foe you made your living dealing controlled substances. Dealing with heroin and meth was a lucrative business. Now you do whatever you have to.
conversations.prefix: Drug Dealer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You had your own business. Spying on cheating spouses, investigating theft, and other odds and ends jobs.
conversations.prefix: Detective:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Making delicious french fries or tater tots at the fast food joint. That was your way to make a living.
  
  Playing Dungeons and Dragons and drinking Mountain Dew was right up your alley.
  
  Until it all turned to crap that is.
conversations.prefix: Fry Cook:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Who knows what you did in your professional life, but you had saved enough to live your life out in comfort. Exploring the outdoors and fishing, or dedicating yourself to charity, or something in-between.
conversations.prefix: Retired:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You were aspiring to greatness, and when told by yourself, you were on the cusp of gold records and a life of lights and parties.
conversations.prefix: Bassist:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You read between the lines, or interpreting the signs with an impressive amount of accuracy.
conversations.prefix: Intuitive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Signal? What signal?
conversations.prefix: Oblivious:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It offers some defense, although not much. People are disappearing, food is running out, the water is dirty. Remaining here will surely be the end of you.
conversations.prefix: Akron Survivor's Hold:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's what it is.
conversations.prefix: .38:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The world has changed to say the least. To lay down and give up seems inviting. Find a way to keep going.
conversations.prefix: Find Hope:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Just plain old lucky.
conversations.prefix: Pure Luck:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Luck that isn't so pure.
conversations.prefix: Unlucky:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: To survive, you had to do something unthinkable. You murdered someone close to one of the other cast members. It was either them or you - you did what you had to do, or so you tell yourself.
conversations.prefix: A Secret:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Batteries are rare by themselves, but to have a working flash light?
conversations.prefix: Flashlight:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Call it reaction, call it linear thinking. Whatever you want to call it your timing is impeccable.
conversations.prefix: Calculating:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It was a good plan, if only you could carry it out, that is.
conversations.prefix: Blunderer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Someone close to you didn't make it. They promised they would, but you fear they have been killed by the Foe, or worse, by another survivor.
conversations.prefix: Despair:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's not much left inside, but there's enough to help in a pinch.
conversations.prefix: Med Kit:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's not how many times you get knocked down. It's how many times you get back up.
conversations.prefix: Resilience:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It's not how many times you get knocked down... Oh wait, yes it is.
conversations.prefix: Defeatist:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Somewhere along the way you came up short. That shortness affected another cast member in a bad way. You are determined to make up for it.
conversations.prefix: A Debt To Pay:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You keep it hidden, just in case.
conversations.prefix: A Knife:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There's a lot to get distracted by these days, but you are able to keep your eye on what's most important.
conversations.prefix: Focused:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Too many decisions, too many obstacles. This wasn't in the original plan and it isn't going to help.
conversations.prefix: Distracted:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You aren't well, and you know it. What you do with the time you have remaining is up to you.
conversations.prefix: Dying:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It's been a while since anyone has seen a Snickers!
conversations.prefix: Candybar:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Arguments are in your wheelhouse, and knowing what to say and how to say it is an art form.
conversations.prefix: Persuasive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The voice of reason was never your strong suit.
conversations.prefix: Unsocial:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: They're out there, you can feel it. At least, you've convinced yourself of it. Word has it someone matching their description left for Charleston less than a week ago.
conversations.prefix: Lost Sibling:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can be like a Swiss Army knife at times. The things you have in your pockets are often a wonder.
conversations.prefix: Things:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If it has a handle you can break it. You likely will, too.
conversations.prefix: Break It:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are hooked on something. Alcohol, heroin, prescription pills.  Your supply is almost gone and you'll either need to find something to keep you whole, or suffer the consequences.
conversations.prefix: Addict:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: What can't it do?
  
  Laying upon the work bench it is. It could be carried in a side pouch easily enough.
conversations.prefix: Duct Tape:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Keeping calm is a key element to survival. When the stress builds up, you steady out.
conversations.prefix: Cool Head:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Stress is a mountain, and sometimes mountains cannot be climbed.
conversations.prefix: Panic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your motivation comes from a promise made in the past to someone. You'll do it or die trying. What is the promise? Who was it to?
conversations.prefix: The Promise:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Speak to one another as you tend to the crop. Keep your voices low. The topic of conversation is yours to choose, although the challenge's outcome may come with repercussions.
conversations.prefix: Conversation:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Not so much an obstacle as it is a query to the stances of the cast:
  
  Speak to one another as you tend to the crop. Keep your voices low. The topic of conversation is yours to choose, although the challenge's outcome may come with repercussions.
conversations.prefix: Deliberation:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You worked hard, pushed through so many exams, stressed yourself out beyond belief, in the hope for a better future - A future that won't come. At least there's no more homework, right?
conversations.prefix: Student:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a little bit of a micro-manager - You probably would make a good leader, you think. You can tell which person in the group is the unhappiest, who may need talking to, and who could pose the biggest risk to everyone. When thinking over the pros and cons of a situation, you consider the group before yourself.
conversations.prefix: Group-Focused:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You'd make a great leader... If you weren't so damn quiet. You shrivel in the limelight, despite wanting it. You're quite the introvert, and with too much attention, you often clam up completely, which isn't always the best in situations like this.
conversations.prefix: Distant:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Quiet and poised, you try to keep up the facade created by your parents of an articulate artist. 
  
  Really, you are a talented odd ball just trying to survive. 
conversations.prefix: Violinist:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You aren't naive, but your heart is too big and you are too giving to make the hard decisions that come up when EVERYTHING has become your enemy. 
conversations.prefix: Big Heart:
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: Before the Foe, a pen was wielded. Afterwards they found a mind shielded. Practiced in verses of practical fiction, the writer turned survivor in this modern dereliction.  
conversations.prefix: Horror Author:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Having researched and written countless possibilities in the horror genre, the author's ingenuity knows no bounds.
conversations.prefix: Resourceful:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Few people know better than the author, and you're not one of them.
conversations.prefix: Impatient:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're too afraid of dealing with your own problems, and actually coming to terms with your families' death. If you've got other people around you, they'll keep you preoccupied, even if you don't say a thing to them. The minute you're alone, with no one to worry about, or to take care of, you'll have to deal with your thoughts - That can't happen.
conversations.prefix: Stave Off The Loneliness: