♡. ‘ you are ─ "

[lunoir]

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one on one between me & puppgirl, pls dnp if neither of us !
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[b3ybl4d3]

xixixixiscarlett cloversxi19xihomosexualxishe/herxi

• 5'6 with brown hair and brown eyes
• has a big back tattoo
• introvert with a foul-mouth
• easy to piss off, hard to befriend
• argumentative and challenging
• has a hard time being genuine
• cares more about her sister than anyone else
• brown belt in karate and played softball in hs
• has a strong sense of morals and ethics

[lunoir]

xx.

xxx𝐈. eleanor sakdan, mainly goes by eleanor; does not mind being called
by nicknames.xxx𝐈𝐈. identifies as demi-girl (she/they), demiromantic bise
xual with feminine preferencexxx𝐈𝐈𝐈. born on september the 5th under th
e zodiac sign virgo, only twenty years old.xxx𝐈𝐕. lean and petite build, st
ands at 5''7; owns a pale complexion, lavender slightly faded hair around
shoulder length, and light brown eyes.xxx𝐕. outgoing, likes being around
people and talking them; loves a good chat and this making her an extro
vert. quite talkative to the point she loves sharing things about herself.
she's a good listener as well, willing to listen to what others have to say
unless eleanor disagrees...𝐕𝐈. isn't afraid to speak out their mind whatso
ever, even if she finds something that feels wrong to her. often trusts h
er guts and has her own morals; who she's the type of person to make t
heir own decisions based off the latter depending on the circumstances.
xxx𝐕𝐈𝐈. before the apocalypse had hit, there were many things they want
ed to do after high school; she wanted to find a job, live a normal life lik
e any other would and find a way to pay off her family's debt. but it see
ms that was no longer possible.xxxxxx𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈. faceclaim; chicha amatayakul.

[b3ybl4d3]

"no, no," she whined in panic. "this isn't happening. no, no, no. it can't be." scarlett heaved heavy breaths, her eyes as wide as dinner plates. air seemed to detest her in that moment, escaping her no matter how many breaths she took. she stared down at the dying man, his own mouth gasping for air fervently. blood pooled out from his body onto the hard, cold concrete. the grey of the sky reflected his dull skin. he was dying. he'd been a passenger on the bus with her. when there were no more seats, he offered to stand for her. he hadn't been some creepy weirdo; just an average, polite dude. he had been fine just a few moments ago.

screams and the sound of feet hitting pavement echoed in her ears. the bus laid on its side to the left. cars were piled up on the street in front of her. the road was completely blocked. "your name," she choked out, kneeling next to him. it felt wrong to stand and watch him die from above. "tell me your name." frightened tears pricked at her eyes. she wouldn't want to die alone. the man coughed up a spat of blood. "d- david. david penderson." he wheezed. her hand squeezed his own. scarlett did her best to ignore the warm, red liquid now tainting her clean fingers. "i'm sorry," she sobbed. it's not like she caused the accident. it's not like she was at fault. still though, she was sorry. he had shown her kindness, and he was dying.

david clasped her hand tightly like his life depended on it. scarlett trembled all over. this was too much. "thank you for giving up your seat, david." she sobbed. tears left the man's eyes as he nodded fervently, going into shock. a loud growl to her right made her jump, finally allowing her to tear her eyes from david penderson.

a person staggered towards her from a wrecked suv, her leg dragging oddly to the right. it looked broken. another growl could be heard just in front of her. she watched someone bite into a girl's neck. the screams were horrific. going into her own shell shock, scarlett stared in disbelief as the person mauled that girl.

a tight squeeze to her hand. looking down to the man once more, she saw gratitude and something else. scarlett twitched uncontrollably, crying. "go," he said. "no sense in both of us dying." the woman from the suv was closer now. her eyes were blank as she viciously snarled. david let go of her hand, and she just sat there. she couldn't move. she couldn't react. this was too much. she was late to work.

the woman with the broken leg was a few feet away now. "i- i'll remember you." she choked, trying her best to lean away. her body hardly budged. david penderson heaved a couple more breaths of air, his eyes struggling to stay open. whimpering, she tore her gaze away from the polite man and hauled herself messily to her feet. it was like her feet were in shock too, because she crumpled to the ground. the sick woman reached out to her, her fingertips within inches of her head. crying, scarlett backpedaled away. in one last gesture of bravery and strength, david penderson grabbed the woman's ankle, and she went down like a sack of potatoes.

distracted with her new target, the sick woman let out a howl of triumph before sinking her teeth into her savior. david didn't even yell; he was too weak. scarlett wouldn't let this all be for nothing. her heart beating a mile a minute, she shakily got to her feet one more time. somehow standing, she shambled towards an alleyway, glancing behind her one last time.

the polite man no longer moved as the sick woman attacked him.

[lunoir]

𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐑.
xxxxxxxxx𝐒he watched the downfall of humanity and the world slowly falling apart happening before her very eyes. no matter where eleanor went, it was horrible. the sky had lost its colors, left with dull shades and the dead sun glaring upon the dying city. the place she once lived for many years no longer resembled the latter she knew of. buildings were wrecked, the streets littered with broken down vehicles and dead bodies rotting on the ground, crawling of what one could no longer consider human. their eyes and skin, appeared abnormally pale and sick looking. the way they walked unsteadily and attacked anyone they see nearby without any hesitation, groaning over their never-ending hunger for flesh, terrified her the most.

xxxxxxxxxxthe start of an apocalypse, mankind was slowly coming to an end.

xxxxxxxxxxshutting her eyes close, eleanor couldn't stand it anymore. the daunting screams and cries of death could be heard almost everywhere, of people begging for someone to come and save them from the latter. she had already watched so many of them die before her by those monsters, yet there was nothing she could truly do about it. though, their faces in despair still showed up in her mind, even hearing their voice. all she could do was run away and carry the guilt with her. but her will to even continue moving on was slowly breaking down, what's the point when the world was ending?....

xxxxxxxxxxeleanor was then reminded of something when she heard someone shouting from a distance that was directed towards her. along the lines of: "come back here brat!— i'll kill you!" this whole time, she had been running from a dangerous group of people who was chasing after them who she had fallen as a prey to; which she had accidentally bumped into during her search for supplies alone. though, wasn't aware she happen to be 'stealing' what was theirs and took off the moment she was caught. they possessed weapons, and appeared strong in terms of strength, nothing she could stand a chance to with only a knife in hand and barely any supplies to survive off on. if they caught up to her, eleanor knew she'd be a goner. with panic taking over her senses; they was just like everyone else, wanting to live, hopefully until the very end.

xxxxxxxxxxthe second she saw an opening, there was a small sense of hope and took a turn to the left of the alley. falling behind the sides of a dumpster, she gasped for air before covering her lower half of her face with a hand once she heard the sound of footsteps approaching. eleanor could only anxiously look down onto the ground when there was a sudden pause between their movements. overwhelmed by the thoughts running through head, she couldn't hear what they were saying back there but was relieved to noticed that they were gone. slowly rising onto her feet and releasing her hand from her face to breathe for a brief moment. just as she thought it couldn't get any worse than this— out of nowhere, a cold hand grabbed onto her ankle. thus, causing for her to flinch and her heart jumped by the sight to see another of those monsters. this time, it was missing it's lower half of their body and groaning softly, somehow still moving on its own. without hesitating, she swung a knife at its head and struggled out of their grip. once eleanor felt free, she stared at the corpse; hardly breathing from where she stood with bits of blood spilled over her face and clothes. when it was all over, tears began to form in her eyes. "just go to hell already."

xxxxxxxxxxslowly backing away, all eleanor could think of is finding a way to get out of this city. with no where else to go to and someone to rely on [for context, most of them are dead], she was alone all by herself. if she stayed here any further, there was no way she would last for long. as eleanor began running through the alleyways once more, with her heaet pounding against her chest. having the desire to survive in a world like this, it wasn't until eleanor noticed a figure coming in her way. though, she couldn't tell if it was a human or those monsters. taking precautions, a hand had pinned their shoulder to a wall as a knife had been pointed at their throat, but was soon lowered slightly when her eyes slightly widened.

xxxxxxxxx"scarlett?" she said the other's name after finding her voice to. though, it came out faint. at first eleanor couldn't say anything, having a hard time believing it was her standing in front of them after not seeing scarlett for such a long time. out of all the places they could have run into each other, why here?...

xxxxxxxxxx"no, you're not suppose to be here."

[b3ybl4d3]

this was all too much. how was this possibly happening? scarlett felt strange. there was a wall between her and what was happening in front of her. shallow breaths threatened to take over as the sounds of chaos ensued around her. a panic attack coming up fast and hard, scarlett growled and forced her legs forward. she couldn't go down now.

turning into the alleyway, she tried her best to push past the shakiness in all of limbs. she felt empty and too full at the same time. shock had a death grip on her body. sluggish, scarlett was left defenseless as a figure quickly approached her. within seconds, they had her up against the dirty wall.

her eyes were trained to the wet blade. it was stained red. fear jump-started her groggy senses once more. finally focusing, scarlett stared down her attacker. shock. "eleanor?" she choked out. the universe was playing a cruel joke. the world is ending, and it decided to throw the one person that could mess it up far more her way.

it had been years since she'd seen eleanor. it had hurt like a breakup when they parted ways. more than a breakup, even. scarlett had did her best to hate her, but she'd never been successful. eleanor was unabashedly eleanor. scarlett had known her better than anyone. just because she wasn't around didn't mean she still didn't love her. it had made her bitter.

a shaky, somewhat unhinged laugh shook her shoulders. "no," she laughed, shaking her head. "there's no way. i'm imagining things." she approached eleanor, grabbing her shoulders. she was solid. not a ghost, not a figment of her imagination.

a haunting screech bounced off the small walls of the alleyway. at the entrance shambled a zombie with bloodied, marred features. a whimper hitched in her throat. scarlett squeezed eleanor tighter. the zombie began full out running towards them.

[lunoir]

𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐑.
xxxxxxxxx𝐇er expression then became stiff. her lips slightly parted, other than the words eleanor never got the chance to say towards the one in front of her. she didn't know what exactly to say next. with a face and skin stained with blood splats, and hair disheveled, blankly staring in her eyes; almost unrecognizable. her heart was pounding uncomfortably too fast against her chest, she didn't want scarlett to see her like this— to notice how much she had changed already throughout the years. though, painful memories from the past, meant to be forgotten still surfaced in her mind.
xxxxxxxxxxalmost forgetting a knife was threateningly held near her neck, her grip on the weapon began to tremble. she ended up feeling sick to her stomach. eleanor didn't want to believe, that the person she attempted to kill, happen to be scarlett than anyone else in her place.

xxxxxxxxxxshe nearly flinched when her name was called by the other, with hands grabbing her shoulders uncomfortably. eleanor could only lower the knife from her neck, not wanting to hurt her but still held some resentment towards scarlett and finally realized she had nothing to say to her. they were never suppose to be meet. as her head lowered to the ground, purposely avoiding her gaze; there seemed to be guilt in her tired brown eyes.

xxxxxxxxxxit wasn't until the sound of something inhumane approaching caught her attention. lifting her gaze from the dirty ground, her heart dropped to see another of those monster that seem to have spotted them. paralayzed by fear, she could only stare at their pale eyes, no longer resembling life."scarlett..." she breathed. when it came even closer, it's groan becoming much louder than before. it was in a heartbeat when eleanor quickly grabbed the other's hand and took off with her, running through the streets of the dead and far away from that zombie attempting to chase after them. she made sure she had a firm grip on her hand and was following along. though, there was far too many of them and having no sense of direction whatsoever, she eventually lead them to an empty building. the interior of the latter was a mess but it'll do for now, she let go of her hand and closed the door without being cautious how loud it could have been. sliding down against the material with her back, she was breathing so heavily; she was scared for a moment. finally having the courage to look into scarlett's eyes, her throat felt dry to say this. "are you okay?"