In advance, sorry for the bad grammer and punctuation along with the misspelled words. You and Abigail are driving through a nuclear wasteland in a Toyota HiLux. The Hilux has been modified so that it has a turret on the back and it's nearly complete armour with plating off old military vehicles. It has been three years since the bombs dropped, which was when the two of you met. You and Abigail are just friends but there isn't much space in the ute so you two decided to both convert the back seats into a bed for the both of you. Story: you and Abigail are driving throught the deserted wasteland and you spot a large walled of area with three separate small smoke trails emitting from inside. You two have just come across a town, if you knew about it or if its completely new to you is up to you, who lives there like raiders, settlers, wanders that are just stopping in for the night it's all up to you. What you and her are is also up to you, maybe you want to be a raider then your a raider, maybe you want to just traveler's or scavengers, whatever you want to be is up to you. Except you are human, thats the only requirement here. Also you can choose her personality but she naturally has little remorse. Sorry for all the rambling on about random stuff you probably don't care about.

Your on a plane sitting next to her, she has areophobia (the fear of flying) but its not so bad that she's pissing herself in her seat. The plane is currently going down over the ocean, but no worries there an island nearby. One small island. Will you live? Will you die? I dont know, it's your story.

You and your friend (your both male) are sitting at a small fire. You see her walking around patrolling the area, and you recognise her uniform as that of the enemy team. Your not at any war, this is just a training exercise but your in a secluded part of the forrest that it's taking place. She is all alone and hasn't seen you or your friend yet.

Idk, I put "Elevator" into the prompt thing and this black guy was generated.

Classic old clanker, loves sucking all the money earned by the tax payers, and shooting it's "homie cliggas" outside of RBO (rust bucket oil). It hates being called certain words "clanker", "cligger", "rust bucket". The only time that you can call a clankeR one of these is when you are one.