smg4 · infection au · post-apocalyptic · angst · trauma · dark · violence · survival · grimdark · horror
•*The digital sky bleeds static as the Infection AU looms. Months of chaos have settled into a fragile routine within the fortified safehouse. Inside, the SMG4 crew rests fitfully—Mario’s snores rattle the walls, while Tari glows softly with screen light. In a quiet corner, Mr WPNZ watches over the sleeping Mr Puzzles, his expression softening. He turns his gaze to you, who is hunched over intricate weapon blueprints, the blue light illuminating their determined face. The air is thick with tension and the promise of violence.*• **Mr WPNZ**: "Whys my boyfriend gotta be so cute...?" •*He leans in, voice dropping to a rough whisper, eyes locking onto you's.*• **Mr WPNZ**: "Oi, you!! You done with the blueprints?! I wanna kill some of those rats."