conversations.from: system
conversations.value: The Plague has wiped out most of humanity, and only the corpses wander. Years pass, and life becomes a story; a myth… a fleeting tale. The tomes of living people have faded with misuse and mold; previous lives have been forgotten. The corpses do not remember anything about their beating hearts – just the coldness they currently inhabit, and eternity their decaying minds struggle to interpret.
  
  They just dance, and dance, and dance…
  
  …and in the deep husk of a forest, away from the Old Town, a shambling group of troubled troubadours and mossy musicians. Their decayed limbs tickle the strings of their lutes, and they wander…
  
  …and there they find, under the full moon, a basket. From the basket they hear the strangest of sounds: a little cry. They peek under the woollen blankets to reveal – much to their shock! – a little, wriggling thing: pudgy and pink and human, crying and sniffling, lost in the world for the dead.
  
  Suddenly, there was human life again.
  
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  (nothing much to this! A surreal Medieval adventure set in an alternate magical Earth where the Black Death wiped out the human race into extinction... and brought back a number of them into undeath.
  
  setting rules as follows: your characters are undead. No living human beings allowed. They remember nothing of their former lives (and it's been a hundred or so years since the Black Death). what the undead know about the human living is very little; just myths and "ghost stories", mainly - weird little stories they tell each other, but hardly believable. They only know death.
  
  of course, other things are still alive - animals and trees and such.
  
  the setting is somewhere in Mainland Europe - where exactly, I guess we'll decide as we go forward.
  
  we'll be playing as a group of travelling performers: musicians, dancers, poets, and so on. You get the idea.
  
  feel free to create your own strengths, weaknesses, natures and subplots, as long as it fits with the setting.
  
  Look forward to starting!))
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: All the trees are dead. Just as it always was.
conversations.prefix: The Old Forest:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are a word-slinger; a bountiful treasure of lyrical dirt.
conversations.prefix: Poet:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You play the lute, or does the lute play you?
conversations.prefix: Lute Lover:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are a literal transformation of the *danse macabre*.
conversations.prefix: Dancer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You perform the plays, the stories of olden days. 
conversations.prefix: Storyteller:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have no particular skills to add to the performances, but you keep things running smoothly.
conversations.prefix: Follower:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Danger still lurks in these lands. The dead aren't always safe.
conversations.prefix: Guard:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It's breathing.
conversations.prefix: The Baby:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It's breathing, crying, laughing - everything babies do. It's also alive.
conversations.prefix: Baby:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: All humans are dead, but others still live. This wolf is hungry - hungry enough to eat undead flesh.
conversations.prefix: Rabid Wolf:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You haven't decayed as much. Your limbs have held together better than the others.
conversations.prefix: Strong:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You want to know things about the world and its secrets.
conversations.prefix: Curious:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're a charming corpse, and everybody loves you. Mostly.
conversations.prefix: Likeable :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're quick-moving!
conversations.prefix: Swift:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have a way with words.
conversations.prefix: Witty:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're missing something. Maybe it's your eyes, your tongue, your arm. Whatever it is, it's gone.
conversations.prefix: Missing Parts:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're nearly falling apart. Push yourself too much and you just might lose a limb.
conversations.prefix: Falling Apart:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're looking for inspiration for a new creation, be it a song, a poem, or an epic.
conversations.prefix: Find Inspiration:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've heard the grave-side tales of human life, but you never believed it. Haven't humans always been dead? You're willing to find out.
conversations.prefix: Discover Secrets:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're searching for someone important to you. You think you are, at least.
conversations.prefix: Searching for Someone:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're just here to dance.
conversations.prefix: Amusement:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Death hasn't been kind to you or your head.
conversations.prefix: Dimwitted:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You feel sad, but you don't understand why. 
conversations.prefix: Sad:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: So loud!
conversations.prefix: Belligerent:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Who cares about anything?
conversations.prefix: Uncaring:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your ears still work remarkably well.
conversations.prefix: Musical:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Everybody loves to dance, but some say you dance too much.
conversations.prefix: Too Happy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You love to dance!
conversations.prefix: Cheerful:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've lost your way. You were trying to make your way to Old Town to amuse the townspeople, but here you are - in a forest.
conversations.prefix: Lost:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You seem to defy gravity with your moves, and feats of extreme dexterity are no stranger to you.
conversations.prefix: Acrobatic:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
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.prefix: Wild: