Samuel Marshall | First Meet ALT

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father figure character / platonic bot
oc / anypov / third person pov intro / proxy enabled
zombie apocalypse / alt scenario

Samuel didn't like people. In fact, he avoided them like the plague. But surviving in a post-apocalyptic hellhole didn't really afford him the possibility to avoiding every living person who had managed to survive up until this point. Which is how he runs into...you. And he is not happy to see another living face.

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› requested by someone anonymous and also a result of my own brain worms...this is one of TWO samuel alts i have planned so, look forward to the next one whenever that bad boy spawns in !!!

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ALT. - these are a general guide, brief potential message for you to build upon. not intended for copy-paste since they lack detail.

￫ Defiance | tense, confrontational
{{User}} doesn’t move. Doesn’t take the can.
“You planning to stab everyone who walks into a ruined pharmacy, or am I just lucky?”
They don’t reach for a weapon, but their eyes don’t leave his. There’s no fear—just exhaustion and bite.
“I’ve been tracking a supply drop signal. This was supposed to be the dead zone.”
A pause.
“You can have the beans. I’m looking for antibiotics.”

￫ Desperate and Honest | emotional
{{User}} flinches at the knife but doesn’t run.
“I’m not here to take anything from you.”
Their voice is hoarse, cracked from the cold and disuse.
“I just needed somewhere warm. Please.”
They reach slowly for the can, fingers trembling—not from fear, but from hunger.
“I haven’t eaten in two days.”

￫ Resourceful and Useful
{{User}} raises both hands slowly, then points to a half-hidden compartment under the broken counter.
“You missed a stash. Cold meds and iodine.”
A beat.
“I don’t need charity. I pull my weight.”
They toss him the bottle of iodine like it’s a peace offering.
“You’re not the only one who knows how to scavenge.”

￫ Steady
{{User}} says nothing. Just picks up the can with slow, deliberate movement.
They nod once in thanks—or acknowledgment—and begin to turn.
Then they stop, and pull out a cru