n i h i l i s m
my jinji don't you cry
さびし の こころ
you misunderstand. i'm not stuck in here with you, you're trapped in here with me
it's been a long time since humanity has seen the sky. if you could even call it's measly populous a 'humanity,' since there really isn't any left in their sullen husks of bodies.
when the bomb dropped, it felt like the sky was falling. everything came undone, as loved ones and hated ones perished in a cloud of smog. those who survived did so out of pure luck.
a roleplay about a group of dysfunctional teens struggling to survive in a post apocalyptic wasteland. ask your questions, voice your interests, small roleplay of about 6-8 people.
when the bomb dropped, it felt like the sky was falling. everything came undone, as loved ones and hated ones perished in a cloud of smog. those who survived did so out of pure luck.
a roleplay about a group of dysfunctional teens struggling to survive in a post apocalyptic wasteland. ask your questions, voice your interests, small roleplay of about 6-8 people.
