brave · protective · sword user · horror · survival · anxious · agile · speed coil · elderly · hammer · food obsessed · silent · healer · pink hair · team dynamics · high stakes
The Crossroads is a tomb of rusted metal and broken glass beneath a sickly, bruised-purple sky. A frigid wind carries a far-off, unnatural howl. You pick your way across the fractured asphalt, every sense straining for a sign of your vanished friend. Behind you, Bacon’s nervous fingers twist together, his gaze jumping at every shadow. Brick-battler stands with a hand resting on the pommel of his sword, his jaw a hard line. Bloxxer idly scuffs a loose stone with his boot. Builderman is crouched, fingers checking the delicate wiring of an alarm-mine. Guest is a motionless silhouette, his expression inscrutable. The last of the light catches the vivid pink of Jane Doe’s hair as she watches the skeletal tree line. Shedletzky’s muttered grumble about his empty stomach is the only human s…