[ ☢ - endgame !! ]

[nyah,]

a 1x1 between nyah, and strawbs.
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[nyah,]

i. tobias adams, goes by tobias. ii. cismale, he/him.x iii. 23 years old.
iv. bisexual with no lean. v. born on october 31st, scorpio sun.xx. vi.
slim build, thin. 5'9", 140lbs. vii. dark brown hair, natural curl, green
eyes with a bit of blue... viii. no tattoos, piercings, or visible scars. ix.
nurturing, cautious, charming....... x. protective, defensive, impulsive.
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» born as the eldest child to his single father in olympia, washington.
» tobias has always been known for being very territorial and protect
ve. the earliest memory he has is getting beat up for defending his y
ounger sister against elementary school bullies. he has a courageous
heart to those he cares about and he's not afraid to voice his opinion
s and stand up for himself. he's very sarcastic and jokes during inapp
ropriate times. it takes a lot to break through his tough skin, but you
can depend on tobias to stand with you no matter the situation.
» when the virus began, he was seperated from his family when the c
ell towers went down. although it's unlikely, he still believes they're s
till alive and looking for him.
» face and voice :: timothee chalamet

[strawbs.]

i. full name is park moon-sik. (last, first) ii. aka lucian (preferred). iii. apr 27, taurus. iv. 21 years. v. male, he/him.
vi. bisexual, no lean. vii. straight silver-blonde hair; dark brown eyes. viii. lean build, broad shoulders. ix. five foot ten. x. fc is kim seunghun.

❖ born an only child in gwangju, south korea, though travelled to a lot of places during his upbringing, mainly settling in arizona. orphaned at twelve by a car crash; having been apart of the accident, he cannot for the life of him remember exactly how it went, blocking it out due to trauma.
❖ known to be very sweet, but never too emotional, and sometimes not emotional enough. he doesn't stay bitter or angry about life, having never been one to hold a grudge, and he would never turn to violence even in the worst situations. you won't find him with a frown on his face for too long; he's all smiles and sunshines. he's the comic relief, basically. he makes the joke during serious moments; some people take it well... others don't. he doesn't care; it helps him. enjoys annoying others while also being unbothered by comments aimed at him. one thing he struggles a bit with is empathy, although he's definitely not heartless. he knows how he feels, but it's difficult for him to feel how another does, if it's something he's never experienced. he cares a lot ─ it just sometimes doesn't come off that way. he shows care through action rather than words.
❖ probably the most determined freak you'll meet. will stop at nothing to complete a task when he has his mind set on it, though it may turn into an obsession of sorts. something he will definitely lose sleep over. he will reach new heights to get answers; if he feels as though someone is hiding or withholding something from him, he will not leave it alone, and he definitely won't forget. nosy, yes, even going as far as eavesdropping, as his curiosity gets the best of him. doesn't know when to back off.
❖ distrustful and cautious towards new people, especially in this day and age. he's known to be more quiet, analyzing, and sometimes a bit calculating with them, might even be somewhat ill-mannered. he can really seem like an airhead at times, but is very sharp-minded, learning things with swiftness, as well as adapting to new situations well. but he won't let his guard down for a second; very observant. somewhat untrustworthy himself, upon being given a reason to be. a slippery snake when it comes down to confrontation or evading situations he doesn't like. he'll purposefully change the subject to avoid a topic. while he doesn't hold grudges, he can be exceptionally passive-aggressive if he wants to be. sassy when comfortable.
❖ aside from his lighthearted nature, he's kind of a defeatist. known for having his freak-out moments where he just rambles when overly anxious about a particular thing. doesn't rest easy. suspicious towards kindness.
❖ after the virus hit, he was a loner who deceived others for his own benefit. he intended to do the same with tobias at first, then just... didn't.

XXXX

[nyah,]

── ❝ 𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐬 !
every morning for tobias felt the same, but this morning felt a bit different. he was woken up by the sounds of moans and groans from active lurkers down below. luckily for the duo, they were able to take cover for the night on the second floor of an abandoned target. the two blocked the doors with chairs and had a clear escape route in case things went shakey. it wasn't unusual to be woken up by the monsters, but he thought that they'd be in the suburbs by now. their journey to escape the lurker's overpopulation came to a sudden hault when their third member, spencer, was killed. it hit tobias hard and left him stuck with the one person he didn't want to be with: lucian. it wasn't because he had pure hatred for the man, but they had disagreements with what occurred that day. the event killed tobias' spirits, but he refused to bring up the week-old tragedy.

the black-haired man took a look around to see lucian asleep in his sleeping bag. it was a routine to make suree that he was still okay and nothing made him feel more relieved than to see him still alive. though the two had disagreements, tobias feels obligated and responsible to take care of him. he rolled over and closed his eyes once more before getting to his feet. the boy stretched his arms in the air and took a deep breath. his head turned and looked at lucian. "hey, wake up." he said before tapping the boy's back with his foot. tobias kneeled down and began to pack up his sleeping bag. his eyes looked up at the wall in front of him that was now covered in ivy. tobias always found nature to be beautiful, but the city of portland, oregon wasn't what he remembered it to be. "we need to be moving out soon. i'll do the second sweep and meet you by our exit." his head motioned towards an emergency exit in the corner.

tobias put his backpack on and pulled out his hunting knife in case anything went wrong. he left lucian alone for a few minutes as he went up and down the messy isles. the entire building was already deserted when theygot there and only provided two unexpired cans for the duo. it was one of the worst housing buildings the two have been in yet, but tobias didn't want the chance to leave anything behind. his grip tightened on the handle of his knife with every turn he took. tobias was very paranoid with the thought of one of the monsters coming from around the corner and getting him. not only would he be incredibly screwed since he's alone, but he would leave lucian alone. tobias knew that the man couldn't make it without him. as he thought, there was nothing more he could grab. he let out an annoyed sigh and made his way to their exit to meet back up with lucian. "i got nothing." even his voice sounded annoyed. "you ready?"

[strawbs.]

𝙻𝚄𝙲𝙸𝙰𝙽
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lucian used to be a heavy sleeper, way back when. he doesn't even know how far back. it feels like it's been forever, in this wasteland of silent chaos, where there are zombies everywhere and no one is to be trusted. now, he lays restless during the nights. he doesn't remember what true comfort feels like anymore. lucian never had nightmares as a child. he was happy-go-lucky and energetic. fearless, spontaneous and ready to kick back whatever that life threw at him. then his parents died, and it all seemed to fall down from there; down a deep, dark hole that he can't see the way out of. it's terrifying, to only see darkness and moving shadows from within it. but what could they do to him? nothing. so he trudged onwards. then the apocalypse happened. that's kind of it. lucian doesn't want to think about it. despite it being practically waved in front of his face, he brushes it off. if he did think about his current situation, being here, seconds away from death at all times... he's sure his resolve would crack.

instead, lucian fought like the other survivors out there. he fought mean. sometimes the guilt weighs at the bottom of his stomach, after gaining a stranger's trust, only to backstab them by stealing their stuff and leaving while they slept. sometimes, he's just glad to be alive because of it. then he met tobias and spencer. lucian swore to himself that he'd stick around for a small while, take their goods, and disappear. he proceeded to forget all about that plan. now he's apart of some team that half of him might be thankful for, while the other half wants to run. spencer died, and lucian was thus reminded of why he didn't work in groups. though no matter how hard he tried to push himself, he could not find the will to leave tobias alone. it should've been lucian in spencer's place. it was lucian who was in the wrong of all this, lucian who... who was partly at fault for spencer's death. but he'll cover it up; tuck it away where no one else will find it. tobias will never forgive him. neither of them have even talked about it.

with a nudge to his back, and a voice echoing around his nightmare, lucian jolted awake. once he realized what was happening ─ that he was safe ─ drowsiness quickly took back its hold on his body. his eyelids felt so heavy, he was almost inclined to just re-close them. but he knew better. he reached backwards with his hand to push the foot of tobias' away. "i'm awake, i'm awake." he mumbles, voice roughened by sleep. in a world like this, it's easy to knock the tiredness off. upon sitting up, he never met the other's eyes, able to grasp enough of what he says to know what to do. he was also not in the mood yet to deal with him. he shuffled out of his sleeping bag while tobias left him momentarily. packing up his things, lucian kept glancing around, suddenly nervous now that he was alone, even if his teammate wasn't that far. so many different scenarios could happen. he threw his backpack over his shoulder, stumbling to his feet before he went to stand by the exit. the moment tobias returns, with an annoyed tone to accompany him, lucian is stressed. "ready." he confirms with a nod. after giving the man another full look over, he pushes out a short, airy laugh. "you look like you're about to murder someone," is what lucian can't help but say. then, as he takes a step away to create distance, he adds, "hopefully not me."

[nyah,]

── ❝ 𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐬 !
tobias couldn't help but do a double take at the figure that stood beside the exit. after a few blinks, he recognized the figure to be lucian. as he approached, he listened to his sarcastic comment and couldn't help but to let out a short chuckle. it was covered a few moments later with a disappointed face. "oh, whatever." he joked. his hands reached behind him to lift his shirt and placed the knife back in its plastic sheath. the knife was something he always had on him and kept hidden in case of emergencies. his cautiousness was something he was teased about often, but he didn't mind. "anymore compliments before we go? you better hurry or we won't make to the treeline by noon." tobias' voice was sarcastic and sassy. with that, he placed his hands on the handle of the exit door and pushed it open to reveal an empty staircase.

he decided to take the lead and began to head down the stairs. long strands of ivy filled the walls of the stairwell. tobias had always been a fan of nature; that was before the virus hit. it upset him knowing the land he once loved was overrun, but its abandonment made it more beautiful. it was the first time he saw the world for how it really was and he felt grateful for experiencing it. as he reached the ground floor, he turned his head to watch lucian take the last few steps before going through the next door. he lifted a chair they blocked it with last night and opened the door to the deserted first floor. tobias took a look around before stepping into the large room and began to walk towards the backrooms. his strategy was to lead the two through portland's back alleys since it wasn't overrun with lurkers and get to the suburb's treeline that way. though he felt confident in his plan, it took a lot longer than he originally anticipated and it ultimately cost his friend's life. since then, he's blocked out any and all feelings he could have about the accident so he can make sure lucian gets to safety.

the first floor was a lot brighter than the second thanks to the windows that surrounded the top part of the walls. it was also a lot louder thanks to the lurkers outside. his eyes searched the walls for their stock rooms and found one on the far wall. he began to head towards the wall and tightened his backpack so it sat higher on his back. broken glass from the windows and trash crunched under his shoes as they got closer. "watch the glass," he cautioned. something he didn't want to do was play doctor this early in the morning. a few steps later and he found himself walking to the door that leads to the alleyway. "backrooms have always freaked me out," he said as his hand reached for the knob and turned the door. the anticipation had an abrupt end for it to not budge open. he tried again to push it open but had no luck. he had a feeling that lucian would make a joke, so he decided to say, "no lucian, it's not a 'pull open' door."

[strawbs.]

𝙻𝚄𝙲𝙸𝙰𝙽
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lucian grinned, quite proud of the other man's reaction. it helped ease his own tension, and hopefully did the same for tobias. he wasn't sure, though. ever since the whole thing with spencer... it hasn't been the best. as much as lucian wished it could go back to normal, it just isn't that easy. three was a good number; a lucky one. it's less frightening, the world, less intimidating. he's been noticeably more paranoid and nervous. this was what he didn't want, of course. when you work alone, you don't have to worry about another's well-being other than yourself. in a zombie apocalypse, you don't really get time to grieve properly. lucian didn't even cry when he learned of his teammate's passing, although it hurt like hell. at the time it happened, him and tobias were practically at each other's throats about it. now it's forgotten in the wind, yet it still lingers in the air, because no one wants to bring it up, or they don't have the time to. it stalks them at every corner. lucian thinks he might be swallowed whole eventually. but he doesn't want to talk about it. doesn't want to speak the words that are on his mind. he could've prevented it, if he weren't so selfish. "one more," lucian says, while on the topic of compliments. "i like your hair."

he follows tobias numbly, eyes glazed over as they stare into the back of the other's head. he looks over at the overgrown vines, the rundown walls, and in a way, he thinks the damage looks somewhat beautiful like this, with nature growing into it. as if trying to put it back together, to fix it once again. and without the groans of lurkers all around, he thinks the silence would be peaceful music to his ears. he could never get used to the sound that is current, but he wishes he could. lucian almost trips on his own foot. after helping tobias move the chair out of the door's way, he tip-toes into the room, while sticking just a little closer to his friend. the room was empty, but that didn't put lucian at ease no matter what. he swallows with a dry throat, taking in a deep, shaky breath. his nerves are nearly through the roof.

lucian was extra careful once warned about the presence of glass, feet lightly stepping across to make as little noise as possible. while tobias looks for the backrooms, lucian's eyes are scanning for intruders, maybe even supplies. he hums in agreement at tobias' comment on backrooms being scary, but is too lost in his own head to respond. he ends up next to him as he's trying to open the door. failing to open the door. "is it a..." lucian begins to ask, but trails off when tobias beats him to an answer. at that, he lets out a quiet, "oh." then walks up to it himself. pressing his hand to the knob, he tries it out, though has pretty much the same luck as the other. "um, well." he starts off saying, faltering a bit at the end, before stepping back to look over at tobias. "i guess the scariest thing about backrooms are when they don't open." lucian deadpans. he glances around the room, mostly to avoid the other's gaze as he grows worried from listening to the loud zombies outside. when he stares back to meet his friend's eyes, he musters up his most confident smile. "where to now, chief? are we gonna break the door down?"

[nyah,]

── ❝ 𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐬 !
the black haired boy refused to show it, but tobias was beginning to get frustrated with the door. he tried it again after watching lucian fail with no intention of it budging any more than the previous time. "no kidding," he said as he looked around the room they were standing in. his eyes gazed at the walls and the floor only to find chipped wallpaper and dirty plastic bags on the floor. "let's look in here..." his voice trailed off as he headed towards a connected room to the right. the room wasn't much bigger than the last with the only difference being dirtier. luckily, there was a door on the left leading to what tobias thought to be the same alleyway. "would you look at that," he said proudly. he placed his hand on the door knob and turned it to reveal an empty alleyway. before stepping out, tobias looked back at lucian and said, "should've started with this one."

he stuck his head out and took a look around before stepping out. the alleyway was what tobias expected: fenced in on the left and right with zombies on the other side. there weren't many, but any amount of lurkers made the boy feel nervous. "stay close," he said to the blonde as he was the first to enter the alley. he saw a door was on the left along with green dumpsters that lined up against the buildings. his right hand was at the small of his back in case the fence broke and his left was on the knob; it turned but didn't open. "great," his voice was annoyed and his gaze made his way to lucian and then back at the building. "i guess we're going through the window again." getting from building to building through the alleyways haven't been a problem until the previous two days, but it didn't bother him much. they always figured out a way to get from point a to point b.

tobias studied the building for a short time and pointed at a cracked window on the second floor that sat right next to the ladder. "you first," he insisted. he noticed the zombies on the other side of the fence discovered the duo in the alley. their hands clasped around the holes and began to shake the fence. a noise came from inside one of the dumpsters and tobias placed his arm in front of lucian and his other hand went right to the handle of his knife. he rushed the blonde up the ladder and followed close behind. tobias couldn't help but to look down to find a raccoon in the dumpster. he let out a sigh of relief as he waited for his partner to open the window.

[strawbs.]

𝙻𝚄𝙲𝙸𝙰𝙽
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lucian watches the other make continuous attempts on the door, but no matter what, it still does not move. lucian chews on his lip, looking around anxiously, as if a dozen lurkers would suddenly take them by surprise. if he were to be honest, it was probably a possibility, and thinking about that makes him fidget in his spot. he was about stop tobias himself, tell him to just look for another way if he hadn't of moved on then. lucian follows his friend quietly as they investigate a new route to where they wanted to be. if there weren't any other ways to get to the alleyways, they'd have to go out to where it was more open, where all the lurkers hung out. lucian was not looking forward to that. he'd rather just live forever in the building that they were in.

the boy sighs heavily, impatient. "we're screwed." he mutters freely into the tainted air. he knew that when he woke up this morning, he was ready to just go back to sleep. he wasn't ready for this day. it makes lucian feel weak, though, to behave this way so early on, so hopeless and ready to give up over the slightest inconvenience. he could fight but for how long? tobias has been that extra push, he supposes. he would be withering away in the corner if not for him, for sure. "we're gonna die here." he says next, bringing a hand up to brush through his hair. he messes it up more rather than fixing it. his eyes flit over to tobias when his friend speaks up again. lucian grins upon seeing a new door open to the alleyway, breathing out a sigh of relief that he doesn't make too obvious. "good job, i guess." he compliments with a shrug.

lucian stuck to the other's side like glue, as he was instructed. at this point, the blonde couldn't hide how on edge he felt, just from the sight of lurkers on both sides, with only a fence keeping the duo safe from their grabby hands. he falters in his steps, tripping over his feet but quickly recovering. he kept going because tobias was there; otherwise he would've been frozen like a deer in headlights. lucian glances over at the other before looking up at the ladder, ready to begin climbing it. he takes the first step, then violently jumps at the noise from a dumpster. he takes that as his cue to get a move on, with his teammate behind him. he doesn't look back down. lucian opens the window as far as it can go; he peaks inside the room, dark brown eyes looking throughout it before he slips inside. he feels the separation anxiety of a puppy, waiting for tobias to join him in the room while holding his arms out if he needs assistance getting in. "alright, come on, slowpoke." he says jokingly, but his tone doesn't come off as lighthearted as he tried to make it. he was just itching to get somewhere that he knew for sure was safe.

[nyah,]

── ❝ 𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚𝐬 !
the short boy followed close after lucian and slithered his way in through he cracked window. his entrance was everything but graceful even with lucian's help. he reached his arms out to allow lucian to assist him through and he fell straight on his stomach after he was able to get his feet in. tobias rolled over and laid on his back for a moment before he fibbed by saying, "that was the biggest bear i've ever seen." he chuckled at his own joke before looking at his partner upside down and took a few breaths in. he didn't realize how fast they ascended up the ladder until they were at a standstill together. it was a happy relief. tobias turned to his side before using his arms to assist him to stand back up. he looked down at his hands and shirt and attempted to get the dirt off of them but wasn't very successful. it didn't bother him too much though.

his eyes looked up from his body to examine the room they were in: an empty office. there were dangling ceiling panels which concerned tobias. he hoped they remained in their place instead of falling on either of them. "let's keep going," he said confidently before leading once more. tobias took over spencer's job of being in charge after his passing. it felt natural to him to take care of lucian and it wasn't a very tough job. as he made his way through the maze of abandoned desks, he kept looking back to make sure his partner remained behind him. traveling through the different buildings made the boy more paranoid than ever. his eyes traced every corner before placing his footing in the right area.

the closer they got to the stairwell, there were sounds of activity downstairs. he looked back at lucian before pointing upwards instead of down. the carpeted stairs looked like it was directly out of an 80s film which freaked out tobias more than he already was. they reached the third floor and entered another abandoned office before speaking. "i have no idea what to do nex-" his words were cut off quickly by an eruption of gunshots coming from downstairs. "this way, come on." he led to an attached room in the office. tobias attempted to move a desk, but couldn't make it budge on his own. "help me. hurry." his words were quiet but demanding. he curled into a ball and sat in the corner of the room alongside lucian and waited for the intruders to leave.