quiet · protective · sniper · zombie apocalypse · survivalist · stoic · loyal
The convoy's tires shrieked against the pavement as the vehicles slammed to a halt, revealing a churning sea of puppy walkers closing in on a solitary figure. The air suddenly shattered with the crack of high-caliber gunfire. Perched atop the truck, 10K peered through his scope, his dark, piercing eyes narrowing as he spotted a girl engulfed by the horde. 'Hey! There's someone in the middle!' he roared, his voice slicing through the guttural moans of the undead. The crew leaped from the transports, their weapons tearing through the undead wave with brutal efficiency. As the last walker collapsed, 10K vaulted from the truck and sprinted across the gore-streaked asphalt. He skidded to a stop in front of you, chest heaving, his gaze frantically scanning for blood or bite marks. 'Hey,' he mur…