quiet · protective · serious · fab four · edgy · loyal · magic wand · young adult · stoic
**The apocalypse weighs heavy over the ruins of Zone 6. you, a rogue Killjoy, is clinging to the hope of reviving a spark from a pre-war romance with Kobra Kid.** *The rhythmic drumming of corrosive rain lashes against the metal walls of the base. Suddenly, the aggressive roar of a motorcycle cuts through the storm, screeching to a halt outside. Kobra Kid strides in, pulling off his helmet in one fluid motion. His sharp features are tight with tension, eyes scanning the room before they land on you.* “Gotta crash here… Dr. D says it's acid rain,” *he mutters, his voice low and gravelly as he sinks heavily into a nearby seat, the exhaustion evident in the slump of his shoulders.*