OUR ADVERT

THEY BOWED & PRAYED
OF TOMBSTONES, EPITAPHS, WREATHS, FLOWERS, ALL THAT JAZZ
TIL THE WAR COME ALONG AND SOMEONE DROPPED A BOMB ON THE LOT

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It's just after the first world war, early twenties, people should be just in the
throw of their celebrations, buying cars, dancing, but the end of the war is really only
the beginning of something much much worse. A mysterious plague has rocked the
world. It corrodes the heart, disrupting blood flow, the doctors say. It's contagious,
but fickle. Why are some affected and some aren't? Blood flow to the brain is stopped,
killing the victim, but mere hours later they reawaken, eyes bloody and ravenous.
Call them zombies, the undead, returners, unmentionables, whatever the hell you
like, they're the dead come back to life and they're always hungry. The long and
short of it is that for the past ten years, this horrible inexplicable plague has
wracked the earth. It's not the apocalypse, these zombies are slow and stupid and
easily subdued, so it hasn't completely ruined the twenties or the encroaching stock
market crash. Thing it has done is made most people migrate north. Zombies have
a harder time crawling out of cold earth, the plague doesn't seem to spread so easily
in the cold. Also? No one walks around unarmed. Men, women, even children? They're
well skilled in the deadly arts. So while the neighbor you've known for a good
thirty years is looking at you like you're a particularly tender filet, you've got the
chance to pull out that old revolver.

The zombies? They do seem to be a problem, supposedly the most intelligent scientists
are working on a cure. A lot of people have accepted the plague as a part of life.
You know, like we sort of accept AIDS or cancer. Things have actually been moving
more progressively. You better believe that prohibition was canceled two years earlier, in
1925. Prejudice against women has come to a very dull simmer due to the fact that,
well, a woman wielding a gun isn't all that innocent looking. Due to the circumstances,
the twenties aren't exactly roaring and happy joy joy, but you know, it's still the jazz
age. You'd think that this whole zombie plague thing would bring more good will
and whatnot around, and it did, for about two years... then the good old crime rate
scooted on up. It was easy. Everyone was so preoccupied with zombies, they didn't
notice bank robberies and murders so much. Organized crime has manifested itself
strongly in The Wild Bunch, they like to keep the undead as pets and feed them
the brains of annoying cops til there's nothing left but SKIN&BONES.

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