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Rotted Tropicz
Rotted Tropicz drops Rotted Capes into the Florida Keys
Sun-bleached islands, rusting bridges, and turquoise water hiding very real horrors. The world ended, the tourists never left, and the dead don’t stay down.
You play B-List heroes scraping by after Z-Day, balancing powers that can save lives—or burn you out when you need them most. Enclaves are fragile, resources are scarce, and every island has a story soaked in blood, salt, and bad decisions.
This isn’t about saving the world.
It’s about deciding who survives, what’s worth protecting, and how far you’re willing to go when paradise rots around you.
