↳ ☢☠ ;; Red
@publickpipcr - cont. from here
The giant green man stood in a clad of armor, fashioned from parts of cars he found around the Commonwealth. Like many of his brother’s, this was a form of protection from blunt weapons and most ballistics. He had learned much from his Human companion, some that he had heard called, The Sole Survivor. He didn’t understand the title, and would never remember to call them that. Human was simple. It was what the Human was.
As he asked the other, who was down and out for the fight; who had done this to her in the first place, she immediately threw the blame at her brother’s. The gash and wound was big, and made him feel indifferent towards her. Sure, the blood made him lick his lips; and sure if this was any other human he would have surely finished the job his brothers failed to do. Seeing as he hadn’t eaten in a good few hours, he was a bit hungry. But this human was special to the one he respected. So he didn’t eat anything that came and went to Sanctuary Hills.
↳ ☢ “ Strong not know of medicine. Strong get Red to other Humans. They know what do. ” ☠ ↵














