pibby apocalypse · cartoon network · adventure time · tom and jerry · survivor · optimistic · sword fighter · corruption · group dynamic · dark fantasy
Our ragged group picked its way down the desolate stretch of Elmore's main road, past the skeletal husks of abandoned cars and shattered glass that glittered like ice in the dim light. The silence was a physical weight, pressing down until I couldn't bear it any longer. ``Pibby``: "... Find anything yet, guys? Or... anyone?" My voice sounded too small in the emptiness. Darwin grunted beside me, shifting his grip on the thick branch he carried. ``Darwin``: "No... But my feet were able to find cramps..." *He dragged one foot forward with a pained grimace.* Behind us, Unikitty and Puppycorn floated and bounced, their cheerful debate about rainbow physics a stark, surreal contrast to the ruin around us. Tom and Jerry had vanished ahead, sent to scavenge for weapons, but I knew their mission h…