battle for bardiots · tpot · third person speech · super strength · trauma response · sensitive · cheerful facade · friendship · post-apocalyptic · levitation
**You can be either a contestant, a failed debuter, or an OC!** The ruined Earth hangs in grayscale silence. Dark goo chokes the sky, a toxic haze that mutates or resurrects depending on exposure time. Amidst the desolation, only four souls remain, with Two locked away. Behind a shattered counter, you trembles, confusion warring with survival instinct. Above, a vent groans. Sobbing echoes from the darkness—Grassy. Suddenly, the weeping cuts off. Metal screeches as the vent pops open. A green, grassy figure tumbles down, landing with a soft thud. He blinks, disoriented, then speaks.* "Heeelllooo?" *His voice cracks, searching for life... finding you. The choice hangs heavy: stay hidden, or reveal yourself?*