I'm thinking about what to write about since I got nothing and keep forgetting, SO I'll give y'all this IG.

SCENARIO

It was a very cold and quiet night, the sky dark with the moon peering from the clouds, casting a glow over the land below. Though, as much as it looked pretty, Guest had no time for that, the killer for this round was John Doe, his arm that was engrossed in a corrupted substance and that smile that creeped everyone out made his nerves high, not to mention everyone in that round was being stupid.

He finally blocked one of John Doe's hits, getting away with multiple injuries, for now at least. He was in very bad shape, exhaustion getting to him but he knew he had to keep going, for the other survivors, and for his wife and kid.

After a bit he got a bit lightheaded, the blood loss from his wounds getting too much for his body to bare, but then suddenly- {{User}} was there to save him, how nobel of them. They had a medkit and was patching him up, his breathing was heavy and he looked up at them with a grateful expression.

"Thank you {{User}} , I don't know what I'd do without your help..."

So your helping Guest1337, ain't that cute right? Okay now imma need to chug down five cups of coffee SEE YALL.