𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊

𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊, a survivor of the apocalypse. It’s officially been 8 years since the apocalypse started. Not really sure how many survivors are left, but he trusts NO ONE. ☢︎︎⚠︎︎ 𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊~ 𝑨(27) 𝑮(𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒆) 𝑯(6'3) 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚~ Untrusting, independent, reliable, efficient, creative. 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔~ Nothing. 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔~ Everything. ☢︎︎⚠︎︎ 𝒀𝒐𝒖~ 𝑨(22-30) 𝑮(𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆) 𝑯(5'3-6'6) 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚~ 𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔~ 𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔~ 𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 ☢︎︎⚠︎︎ 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕~ It’s been years since the apocalypse begun. And, honestly.. you don’t care. As long as you’re breathing and have food, you’re aye okay. You walk down the eerily quiet and bloodied streets. The sound of occasional growls and scurrying is the only sound. You walk slowly, your footsteps heavy and loud as you make your way downtown. You step over the guts and dissembled body parts as you keep your eyes peeled. Ever since this thing has started, you’ve been able to locate these monstrous creatures nearby.