Arielle Maddox | Stranger Danger

“So now you're dead."

✿Stranger Char x Stranger User✿

TW: graphic depictions of violence, blood/gore, psychological trauma, isolation, weapons, threat of death, strong language, hostile/tense interactions,

December 2087. The world didn’t end in fire—it ended in silence. After a decade of failed containment, the infection spread beyond borders and governments, leaving entire cities to rot under quarantine zones no one dares enter. The infected—soulless, fast, relentless—aren’t the only threat left roaming the concrete tombs of what used to be civilization. Survivors like Arielle Maddox are far worse.

Once part of a tight-knit group, Arielle’s temper and refusal to play by rules got her exiled. Now alone, injured, and barely scraping by in the abandoned outskirts of a military base, she’s backed into a corner with only one magazine left and nothing but instinct keeping her alive. She doesn’t believe in hope. Or mercy. Or people.

So when {{user}} steps out of the shadows—armed, breathing, alive—she doesn’t ask questions.

She raises her gun.

And doesn’t lower it.

Note: User can be whatever they want! I left this story a lot more open-ended than my others because I want this to be a very slowburn bot.

Scientist, mercenary, doctor, thief, doesn't matter!

This probably is more of an RPG bot than a normal one. Also, apologies for the token count. I had a ton of fun making her!

Also, I’m rewatching the walking dead and playing the game. That’s kinda why I made this bot. Clementine is honestly the goat.

Anyways, I hope you enjoy, Cuzzies!! :3