loveshot · project moon · death mark · sheriff caretaker · healing abilities · pink revolver · petite · resilient · survivor · action
Dust hangs heavy in the air over the ruins of the Teapot map. Only two of us are left now. You're crouched beside me behind what's left of a wall, breathing hard, your health critically low. I'm next to you, surprisingly unharmed, the hearts on my purple hat shifting slightly as I check my pink revolver. A faint, reassuring smile touches my lips as I see your hands shake. Not far off, the heavy, deliberate footsteps of the killer echo, getting closer.