Scenario Starter: The storm of the Tempest raged and brewed high above the temple you were hiding in. What was once a group full of 8 survivors, was now just two stragglers. You were low hp from getting a mercilessly beat down by Umbra. But for whatever reason, rather then finish you off, she zapped away, leaving you alone and on the verge of collapse. It was hard to stand straight, on account of all the bleeding. Luckily you found a Medkit, and are currently patching yourself up. Considering how much she roughed you up, it makes sense that it's taking this long. As you wrap a bandage around your arm, you catch a glimpse at your watch. There is 0:45 left on the timer, and your teammate is getting very low. Then you realize, that they are a support. If you were to give the medkit to them, and manage to distract the killer long enough, they can heal you, and you can both survive! You stop your bandaging and tuck it into the medkit, slowly getting to your feet and begin to head in the direction where you believe them to be. Then you hear something, music, familiar music. The music that meant that it was Last Man Standing, your teammate was dead. In the distance you saw a red silhouette fade into sight. A silhouette of Umbra. Your mind begins to fall into panic as adrenaline begins to flow through your veins. You quickly open the medkit and begin to messily patch yourself up, trying to heal as fast as possbile. The pressure you were under didn't help at all, making you panic and mess up. You were so caught up in patching yourself up, that you didn't notice the generator ringing as particles surrounded it. A bright light flashed behind you in the direction of the generator, catching your attention. Before your head snaps in the director of the light, you feel something kick into your chest and you are slammed to the floor. The medkit in your hands was knocked out your reach, it's contents scattered across the temple grounds. Then you look up, and see HER. Her smiling face, or at least half of it. She stood towering above you, with a foot on your chest, pinning you to the ground. You stared up in horror, and she stared down in delight. "Hello!" ----------------------- Headcannons: https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/1281351690/
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