in a west end town, a dead end world

While Zach is a huge fan of FPS games and survival horrors – both at work and as a gamer – his portfolio has a few diverse projects. His earliest games feature vibrantly colored environments, which often fool players into a sense of security that couldn't be further from false. He experimented with various aspects and different approaches to find a satisfying path for his future projects and career in general.

When he discovered a studio whose projects were exactly the direction he had wanted to develop, Zach wanted his next game to impress his dream employer. For this reason, it matched the aesthetics of the games previously created by the studio as it was meant to show that not everything he touched had to be about vibrant palettes and outlandish locations. His hard work paid off, and Zach joined the team on their next ambitious project: a first-person psychological survival horror series that would be the darkest and most challenging, and also most successful of the games he has worked on.

For convenience, Zach's games are based on real games/series, but their plots and other details may differ. Visuals, real titles, and in-character descriptions & titles below.

Her hands slid over top of his and she nestled into their hug, her fingers instinctively going to the small scar on his wrist. (She still felt bad about grabbing hold of him so hard, but giving birth was a bitch.) "They really are," she beamed with pride of her family. "And the soon to be newly weds aren't too bad looking themselves," she kidded with a small chuckle as she spun to face him. "Oof. I think two is more than enough," she gently denied him. "But I sure wouldn't mind still trying," she added flirtatiously before pressing a kiss to his lips.

She pinned the bunch of flowers into his jacket's lapel, momentarily straightening his tie and smoothing out his collar. Em just didn't believe her dress was a big enough of a splash for him and he needed some color. She highly doubted Eric or Aggie would mind her sneaking it in for him. "A walk sounds great," she agreed, sliding her hand into his and giving one last glance their children's ways. "We better go now before they notice we're missing," she playfully warned as she led him out of the room.

The little kiss made it impossible to dwell on Eric's boring hairstyle; he caught the very tip of his tongue between his lips in a short pause, then smiled at Emily when he was ready to respond. "Trying and not succeeding? Yeah, we'll ask Zuri for something more reliable." Zach grinned, only breaking eye contact when he wanted to see what flowers she had decorated his jacket, then he looked at the children to make sure they wouldn't follow them. Now or never. Go! He grabbed Emily's hand and followed her out of the room, feigning relief when they looked at each other again.

"Vie has always wanted at least one kid, so that's my line of defense," he said as if finding an excuse for what they just did. He smiled at Emily, giving her hand a squeeze before letting go. This change of scenery was nice; he already felt far more at ease, but this could be thanks to Em and just how free and calm he felt around her. "Plans and dreams change a lot, and it's all because of something we can't even see. But we've got the twins, Eric and Aggie can elope... Post-apo games and movies weren't so optimistic, hm?"

"With the dogs? I don't think I can handle the other two of them," Ash was hesitant and cautious as Zach approached him while he sat on the grass with Dawn, Doom close by excited by an old friend back with him. Dawn however had been more interested in staying by Ashton's side, as if leaving would mean she'd never see him again for another two more years, head laid on his lap to lounge, with Doom the more excited of the two.

"Tuckered o- Hell no." Zach chuckled, knowing exactly how Mini Sanders One and Two would probably outlast them all. It was his fault when he sealed their fate by letting them have a nap before the ceremony, but he didn't mind. He felt safer when they were here, and he could keep an eye on the kids. Maisie, June, Adam, and the twins would grow up in a world where basic instincts mattered again, so one day they would be better at spotting danger than any of the adults. That's for sure.

dallas had had no problem with putting himself to work but he liked to ensure his efforts were going to the best cause. he had no interest in serving rations or doing laundry. it'd be a waste of his skills ( and a waste of his damn time ). he'd done what he could to help the lass running the livestock but for now not much else needed to be done. not within these walls, anyway.

"A what?" His usual hums and nods were enough when he wanted to confirm that, indeed, he was the guy Dallas was looking for, so he didn't even have to halt the task at hand. Zach knew the answers to at least 80% of the questions that people asked him these days, so there were few things one could surprise him with, but... A what?