[woodfeather the patchwork]

if you have got your weapon and made a fourm come here

monsters:
slime monster slow but rezilliant monsters that are mase my a person consumed by toxic waste 6/10 chance to drop things

olcora: fling monsters that forage for any kind of food 1/10 chance to drop something

slime claws: small fast but weak versions of slime monsters they have sharp spikes so be careful. 10/10 chance to drp something

scavenger: animals that ae mutated to the point of hostility 1/10 chance to drop something

[woodfeather the patchwork]

sapphire: walking towads the make shift camp she is staying in*

[Tartarus]

Horatio: *has stopped at the remains of an abandoned house a few miles away from the camp to catch his breath and rest for a minute. He takes a box of matches and a stale chocolate bar from the kitchen.*

[woodfeather the patchwork]

sapphire: passes the old house and hears rustling* dang olcora! * enters with bow ready but stops at the sight of a military uniform* sorry i thought you where an olcora

[Tartarus]

Horatio: Don’t sweat it, you can’t be too careful around here after all. *looks out of the door behind the girl* Do your parents know you’re out here?

[woodfeather the patchwork]

sapphire: do i look like i have parents? my town was right next to a nukeular bomb sight.

[Tartarus]

Horatio: Oh… I’m so sorry to hear that. Who’s taking care of you then? You must live around here, right?

[woodfeather the patchwork]

s: i take care of myself. SCAVENGER! *shoots it killing it*

[Tartarus]

H: *looks at the dead animal with raised eyebrows* impressive. *smiles*

[woodfeather the patchwork]

s: rolls eyes * you need to be careful, thouse things are poisonous

[Tartarus]

H: I know, a friend of mine was killed by one. *glances outside* it’s getting dark, you’d better head home.

[woodfeather the patchwork]

s: i dont have a home, just a makeshift camp at an old office building, for some reason the office building repels the monsters we are tring to find out why. but your right,

[Tartarus]

H: *nods* do you want me to escort you there?

[woodfeather the patchwork]

s: not needed. *heads home makes it there safely*

[Tesla]

A: *walks slowly while staring at feet* *bumps into someone* *looks up, afraid*

“Oh, I– I’m sorry.”