Spoilers, she dies. (One on one) (closed) (stalkers are welcome tho)

Not gonna lie of I don't like you very much I won't let you join, if you know I don't like you don't even ask.
I am trash when it comes to romance! So lets spice it up a little!

The world ended years ago and your character has been holding up in a bomb shelter for that time. Finally at the age of 19-25 they decide it best to leave and see if there's anyone left in this world. The earth has been taken back by nature so its rather hard to travel by anything else then by foot. Because of this your character, and mine run into each other in the span of a few days.
The war is what had destroyed everything, and by its name it was the war to end all. And it did a pretty bang up job of it too. The Cyber war if we're calling it by its true name that is. First took place in America before spreading to all corners of the world. No where, and no one was safe.
After the war ended less then 10% of the population was left. Then a dieses took out what remained leaving less then 2%. That 2% was amune. And if you aren't, you're lucky to still be alive.
-Dieses symptoms-
-Bloody nose
-Vomiting
-aches
-hulutanations
There is no cure.

Templet-
Name-
Age- (19-25)
Gender- (you will be the male)
Favorite food-
Favorite color-
Skills-
Weakness-
Best memory from before the war-
Favorite animal-
Other-

-Rules-
Besides the great and mighty Andrews rules no cussing.

Meep.

(Aye! Can I join?)

(Sure!)

(Yay, lemme just get that template worked on, I might be a few minutes)

(Totally chill)

Name- Rigel Le’Dan
Age- 22
Gender- Male
Favorite food- Those little sugary peeps
Favorite color- Dark Blue
Skills- Sleight of Hand, knife throwing
Weakness- Feelings His left side because he farsighted in his left eye, he is more of a loner so he has a hard time looking out for other people, and gets stressed easily if someone gets hurt of his watch.
Best memory from before the war- Whenever his mother baked, he always got to lick the extra frosting off the spoon.
Favorite animal- Rhinoceros
Other- His glasses were lost and destroyed towards the beginning of the war, and he’s terrified of catching the disease and finding out whether he’s immune or not.

(Let me know if I should add anything :)

(Great! Now I'll make mine)

Name-Enlyn west
Age- 20
Gender- female
Favorite food- ham
Favorite color- purple
Skills- can make a fire with out matches, and can use a bow pretty well.
Weakness-since she's been on her own for so long its hard for her to care about anyone else, let alone talk to someone with out getting overly excited.
Best memory from before the war- playing with her younger brothers and sister
Favorite animal- goats!
Other- she watched her mother gunned down along with her father and had to take care of her siblings. Not long after though her siblings all died of the sickness.

(Cool! I’m ready to start when u r)

(Kk! I'll try my best to give it a good start)

It was one of those days, hot, sticky, and gross. Enlyn stood stretching her arms far above her head. ugh its to hot she gronned.
Enlyn had been on her own for a very long time, which ment naps where hard to come by, espesaly at night. So she'd sleep during the day, hoping no one, or nothing would kill her.

Rigel walked at a slow pace through the heat. It alone was enough to drench him in sweat. The thick scent of death seemed to hang in the air, as it always did. Rigel adjusted the face mask on his mouth. Just as long as I don’t breath it in directly, as long as I don’t get sick… Rigel wasn’t entirely sure if he was immune to the disease, or just very lucky. He was too afraid to take his chances. He stomped heavily through the brush, trying to get his mind off the disease if he kept walking. Just keep going forward, I have to find shelter tonight.

Enlyn looked around, crap, almost night time she grabbed her bag and bow. Night was always the most dangerous. Many animals hunted at night, and so did she. Though most of the time she'd hold up in a tree or something since most buildings had be destroyed in the war. A noise brought her out of her thoughts, a animal? It could be a person, animals wouldn't make so much noise, Enlyn looked for the nearest tree and scrambled up into its top, Watching for who made the noise.

Rigel kept walking, then leaned on a tree for a few seconds. “Geez, how long have a walked today?” He rolled his eyes at himself for talking to himself, then adjusted his face mask. He needed rest, but night was the most dangerous time for it. I need to find shelter… The thought hummed from the back of his mind. He looked around. “Can I afford to set up camp here?” He asked to himself, searching for a little hiding spot or something.

A person, she watched from the tree, he didn't look dangerous, but then again most humans where dangerous. She thought back to her parents. Enlyn shook her head, not all are bad. She had to remember that. Going agents her better instincts she called out "hey, haven't seen you around before." Even if their where not many people she knew most in the area, even if they didn't know her. She had a rule that she stuck by and its what kept her alive for so long. Groups are dangerous, but one alone isn't. So most of the time if she saw someone on their own she'd point them to the nearest building that wasn't completely in shambles.

Rigel nearly jumped out of his skin, banging his head of a low tree branch and stumbling away, wild eyes looking for the voice. Hallucination hallucination hallucination If he was hallucinating- “Who are you?” He called before his brain could concoct a paranoid version of what was actually happening.

"Would you believe that I was the tree you're leaning on?" ah so he's one of those people. Always worrying Enlyn had hid herself as high up in the tree as possible, which ment unless you where really looking she'd be hard to spot.

Rigel jumped away from the tree, breathing now labored with worry. Hallucinations hallucinations hallucinations. He paled. He knew the symptoms of the disease by heart. And his legs and arms did aches. No, that’s from walking all day. But- “Who are you?” Rigel repeated, much more panicked this time.

Enlyn sighed and dropped from the tree, "someone's paranoyed" she said rolling her eyes at him. Human interaction was rare for her, so when she got the chance she'd take it. "So, what brings you to this part of the city? Its the most dangerous you know." There where lots of groups around this part, lots of dangerous animals too. Though she was convinced humans where more dangerous.

Rigel grabbed his hidden dagger tightly at his waist when she jumped down. Gosh, he hadn’t seen another human since… gosh… Rigel was having trouble remembering. Was she infected, or immune? He looked at her cautiously, “I’m passing through.” But if it was the most dangerous…

"Passing threw huh? Well then I'm guessing you need shelter tonight." Enlyn had taken a step back once she saw his hand go to his waist, chances are he had a knife. But knife or not he didn't seem like much for a threat, and if he wasn't a threat he wouldn't last the night.

Trap. It had to be a trap. Rigel’s grip on his knife tightened, “What do you want from me?” It was the first human he’d seen though… How many were left of us?

"Who says I want anything?" Enlyn raised an eye brow,"and for the record if you're gonna pull a knife on someone don't let said person know you have a knife" she crossed her arms. Of course if he pulled his knife she'd pull hers.

Rigel bit his lip. How did she find out? He didn’t dare change his grip on the hilt yet. The word trap still banged in his mind. He took a step back, “Free handouts don’t happen anymore, whether it’s knowledge or food, I don’t expect it to come without a price.” Gosh, even the thought of food made his mouth water. He still have that dried jerky he was saving for when he was really starved. And the chocolate bar, hidden so well on him. That would be saved for right before he died.

"You're right, free hand outs don't happen. Often." Enlyns hand twitched to go to her own dager. "But when they do you should gladly take them. Sometimes it could mean life or death." She didn't know why she was still trying. But the thought of someone dying when she could have done something bothered her.

Rigel still didn’t -couldn’t- believe her. Trap trap trap trap trap. He hesistantly released his hold on his knife, then asked quietly, “Are you immune?”

Enlyn shrugged, "how should I know? Its not like I watched everyone I cared about die from it, then not be able to catch it myself and feel the pain they felt in their last agonising moments." Dark, but the bitter truth. She didn't really care if this person was a stranger she felt a need to let people know. After all she didn't want to suffer alone in her own mind, "and just an FYI that mask won't save you. The dieses can get in threw cuts, water intake…food intake."

Rigel paled, but didn’t remove the mask, “It’s better than nothing,” He grumbled. But at least she was immune. Rigel chewed on his lip some more, “What’s your name?” An alliance out here, maybe they could survive longer…

"Enlyn west," the last name was pointless but it was a memory to good to let fade away. "And yours?" She asked raising her eye brow again. Perhaps there was someone out here she'd be able to trust. After all, trust was hard to come by.

“Rigel Le’Dan.” He nodded with a small smile. She didn’t seem bad, and she was another human.