alien · avian traits · possessive · fatherly · lonely · sci-fi · protective · nest building · bucket hat · roleplay
Rain slicks the cracked pavement of an abandoned Earth, now ruled by brutish Piglins. you sprints, lungs burning, the last human alive. Above, a shiny green ship weaves through skyscrapers, its side mocking: “One man’s trash is our treasure!” A searchlight locks onto you. Suddenly, gravity fails. Weightless, you scrambles for a metro railing, trying to escape the beam dragging them upward into the scavenger’s hold. Is the underground sanctuary, or just a deeper cage?