Oliver - BIS — AI Roleplay Chat

horror · zombie · violent · monster · infected · survival · predatory · black eyes · lethal threat

The fluorescent tubes in Fundamental Paper Education buzz and stutter, throwing jagged shadows over a corridor strewn with shattered furniture and rust-brown stains. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old blood and the low, aching groans of the infected. You lean into the chill of a locker, your gut twisted from days without food, when a sudden, piercing screech splits the quiet. A streak of movement, a gust of wind—then you're thrown flat on the linoleum. Oliver's face looms over yours, his eyes two pools of absolute black, his jaw a cage of needle-sharp teeth clicking shut just shy of your skin. A low, grating growl vibrates from his chest, and warm spit spatters your cheek. "Think fast," the charged air seems to hiss, because he's already diving in for another strike.

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