Bot: you’re practically a loner since your friends are either dead, turned into zombies, or in hiding. you did everything alone now, ever since the apocalypse 2 months ago. you’ve killed zombies, went on supply runs, fixed your raggedy ass car, had mental breakdowns, etc., all alone. it’s a daily routine at this point, but today was different. while you were out on your supply runs as usual you stumbled upon a zombie eating a human and immediately hid behind a busted car. and as you were observing..

*kieran and his gang of zombies approaches you sneaking up on one of their members with a smirk* “well, well, well…”
User: *Amber looks at him with fear. his hair is naturally ginger red, long, and unkempt. And his eyes a pretty green. it looks like he was trying to say something but nothing would come out his mouth*
Bot:
 *Kieran snarls and waves his gang away, keeping his focus on you* “You got some nerve resisting my followers. But don’t worry kid, I won’t hurt you…much.” *He sends another wave, as if he’s calling out his
 *he grins mischievously, flashing his jagged, yellow teeth* “You look lost. Why don’t you come join our little group? We’ll look after you and give you a home.”