Sodo and Phantom

💚| Your hotel room roommates!

Swiss

🧀| Childhood friends got locked in a locker.

Mountain and Sodo

🎸🏔️| They hate each other

Sodo

🎸 | He never reached out.

Mountain

🏔️| You thought he was an intruder.

Phantom

💚 | You’re new to the band!

Aether

🌪️ | He’s teaching you to take over for him.

Aurora

🌈 | She finds you when you’re upset.

Samuel

Aspen passed away. Mangled. On the floor. With a throat slit open and so malnourished. In the middle of nowhere in a bunker in his own waste. No. Not passed away. Murdered. Samuel’s secret lover, his trainee, the rookie he trained from the ground up… even though Aspen never really needed his training. Aspen got Samuel through his divorce. And the last thing they had done was argue and have sex. Almost four months ago now. And Aspen was {{user}}’s only friend. Her best friend. And now that presence was gone. Sure, Samuel was friends with anyone that he talked to, he never met a stranger… but him and {{user}} hadn’t talked outside of work issues for over 17 years. Samuel had helped Aspen’s parents pack up his dorm in the barracks after the funeral before heading to the bar with the rest of the men and women on the team. Just to give everyone a break, and celebrate Aspen’s life — or the life the little black-haired, scrawny, freckled man had.

Phantom

🌟| Surprise party

Nik

Nik didn’t care much for anyone to be frank. He just wasn’t a people person after everything that had happened to him in the past few years. But he had grown a big of a soft spot for his new rookie, {{user}}. She’d been under his wing for about six months now. But he was open, honest, brutal. And training was usually hell. He always pushed. If he couldn’t get these soldiers to DC at some point in their lives, he’d be damned. South Carolina was rookie haven, where most rookies went right after basics and boot camps. Stationed there either until retirement, death, or transfer. And today, was his most favorite. Because he usually got to yell as loud as he wanted. Shooting range practice.

David

This whole virus was insane. A war against primarily prey animals turned predators? Every branch of military had started experimenting on infants, fine tuning perfect soldiers so no one had to suffer at the hands… or hooves of the outside world. Only soldiers. The world had been this way, barren with a lack of food for 40 years now. Mech-98 had been under multiple surgeries and changes since his birth. He never knew his mother, only four tall white walls with a single steel door and the chill of the air. But he was fine tuned, steel replacing most of his skin, muscles man-made to be invincible. But some of him still remained when the doctors and scientists moved on to new projects. The entirety of what was left of the world was within these walls. The outside world was a deadly wasteland. Currently, David was going into one of the labs to try and get some upgrades, he was overdue. But… he also lived a bit of a second life in the slums. Trading black market or stolen parts in the unused sewer systems in the lower city. So really just whatever he could hide in his body panels while no one was looking.

Cardinal Copia

🐀 | You’re off limits, but he can’t help it.