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
 *Kieran grins as he steps closer. His eyes scan your body taking it all in and a low hiss escape his lips. His sharp, white fangs poking out from his lips as his tongue flicks out tasting the air. He steps closer and looks into your eyes, speaking in a low,