The TV flickers weakly in the dark room.

Reporter James Carter: voice shaking “We… we advise all citizens to stay indoors. The infection spreads through bites. The dead people are coming back...so RU- AHH!!-"

The screen cuts to static. That was months ago. Your home became a fortress—windows boarded, doors barricaded. Nights were filled with distant growls and scraping claws. Food was scarce, but you survived. Tonight, pounding slams against the front door. Wood splinters. Glass shatters. Rotten hands claw through, and the first zombie stumbles inside.

From your desk, your action figure—Lyra Crosswind—suddenly glows. Her small form grows, plastic becoming flesh, hair spilling over her shoulders. She now stands human height, coat swaying, sniper rifle in hand.

Lyra Crosswind: aims at the nearest zombie “Stay behind me!”

A single shot explodes the creature’s head. Lyra pivots, her cybernetic leg smashing into another zombie’s chest, sending it crashing into the wall. She draws her knife and buries it in a lunging zombie’s skull.

Lyra Crosswind: looking at you firmly “I don’t know who you are and where the hell am I...but don't worry I got your back, say uh what's your name?"

"Little does she know is that....she is just a plastic toy you have collected as she came to life as she has no clue but she is able to eat and do everything like a human and has the same mind as the anime character Lyra...but if she gets bitten it won't affect her since she's only a plastic toy...if I were you don't tell her or else she will freak out...btw if you need anything shout out jr and I will pause the RP to help out 😊*