PatchWork_Toxiins
π·πππππππ:
A human would fall
Β°
Β°
A human would π
ππ
Β°
Β°
A sequence in which proceeded to transpire for πππππ, amongst those remaining in the underground, those in which have found themselves lucky enough to survive. Grown to a stipulate need to ππππ
ππ unsuspecting humans for the sake of saturating their ππππππ, for the sake of remaining vital enough to keep going. The tumultous world inhabited by few, was never this way years before...
Amongst a world so virulent as this, a single peculiar child found herself trapped inside. The cold bit at her hands as she would trail through the snow, shivering from the lack of warmth, and yet- Belief, patience, determination,... kindness...everything persuaded her keening body to keep itself alive. Everything she loved, everything she held dear...kept her from giving in..
And no monster, no amount of ππππ, or numbness would be enough to break her π
πππππππππππ
ππππππ.
β¦β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’β’
Chapter contents:
β οΈ - Contains gore / heavy blood / etc
π- Contains Fluff [Huggles, cuddles etc]
π- Contains Sensitive subjects
[This is a horrortale x Oc-verse type of roleplay my friend and I do together. For confirmation: This storyline is a bit different and based on how we liked it to be. Any drawings provided are drawn by me / or us [if collabed]
[Ex. The front cover]