im writing.

some kind of rivalsduo thing (might get another part)

this chapter in summary (w/o spoilers kind of)

hA its a zombie apocalypse au featuring rivalsduo ! techno, a random guy who is looking for his family (father and brother) and some random (cannibalistic?) guy who chased him through a supermarket. techno still has a potato addiction though. its probably fine though. techno calls him dream bc '''''dream''''' doesnt know his actual name. dream chirps (bc its funny).

anyway, im half looking for criticism to improve my writing (: i mostly draw as opposed to write, so this kinda of stuff is mostly for practice

also, quick note, techno is a piglin hybrid and dream is still a dreamon (which in my world means they both get fluffy funky tails. try n stop me yall.)

i can get actual reference images later (bc its really hard for me to describe things, so do keep an eye out for those)

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Techno steps into the eerily silent building. Dirt and dust fly as he creaks open the door a little more, hand on his gun. Looking around, he slowly makes his way into an aisle, filled with now empty shelves.

He quickly turns down another aisle and looks down the shelves. Upon spotting some non-perishables (aka potatoes that aren't perishable for some reason) he briskly grabs them and stuffs them into his bag, whilst muttering under his breath how many he has, while doing quick mental math on how best to ration them out.

After quickly double checking both the number of potatoes and Techno's mental math he walks up to where a cashier should be and looks at the magazines. It's great. He grabs several cooking pamphlets and crosswords.

He also grabs a pencil, because how else are you supposed to keep track of what his crossword answers are?

Scoffing at the fact that there's no unspoiled mints or chocolate, he goes over into one of the kitchens to check for anything else that might be of use.

He quickly stops, the moment he opens the door. Light shuffling comes from behind one of the counters. Techno pulls out a knife. Better than a gun, if there's more than one. (haha that rhymes)

He slowly steps around the counter, knife planted firmly in his hand.

The source of the shuffling comes into view. It's eating a human corpse, evidently freshly felled. And exactly what Techno thought it was.

Kinda cringe bro, but that's cool with me. Techno thinks before walking up to it, knife raised.

He snorts, and it turns around (mistake, he goes mentally). Slitted pupils dilating at the sight of him. Its bloody mouth shows just how truly inhuman these creatures are.

It snarls at him and then turns its head confusedly. It stands up, bipedal once again. Techno cringes because that's just cringe.

It- No, he? (it's more evident now due to Techno being able to see him facing forward as opposed at away from him crouched down on a corpse) Has a huge scar lining all the way down his face. A deep gaping hole resides where an eye should've been. His gaze sends shivers all the way down Techno's back. (not that he would admit it heh)

HE brushes his shirt off and looks at Techno. Techno braces for a tackle and possible an attempt at a bite. He brandishes the knife at the creature, silently threatening him.

He comes closer anyway. Just a few steps, but the most normal he's seen since the beginning of the apocalypse.

Techno points the knife directly at the other.

"You aren't coming any closer bro." He says that, but it's obvious it's falling on deaf ears. It's not like he would understand anyway.

A low rumble comes out of the creature, and he steps back. Techno lowers the knife at the sight of the creature actually listening to him.