Thread: M x F - Long-Term - 24 prompts/plots/starters within

M4F - Post-Apocalyptic survival To put into words what has happened to the world over the last 30 years would take a lifetime in itself. The devastation that mankind has witnessed left those that survived in a state of non-existence, its really the only way that it could be described. The majority just couldnt cope. The new living circumstances created a society of survivalists. If you couldnt figure out how to start a fire with only natural resources, you died. If you couldnt figure out how to hunt with only natural resources, you died. The list of reasons one died, in the early years, from simply not knowing out to survive in the wilderness was endless. Starvation, freezing, dehydration, poison, disease, attacks from wildlife the list goes on and on. The handful that managed to avoid almost certain death were now stronger than anyone that likely ever roamed the planet. The first few years were desolate. No one left their shelters for fear that they may never be able to go back to it. The coat-tailers is what people would call them the ones that could only survive by riding others coat tails. They were always on the look out for a new shelter to pillage. This only lasted so long though. The coat-tailers quickly died off. In about year 5, the survivors of the worlds destruction, finally started to become comfortable with this new world. They still remembered, but were able to press on and make this new life theirs babies were born. Now 30 years after the destruction the world is still as harsh as it was the day after global devastation. Bill had grown up in this world, his parents taken from him 8 years ago in a landslide. By the time they saw it coming Bills Father only had time to make a split second decision. He could only save one of them, he chose his son. Bill now 22, had a rough go at the start. He was 14, which in this world was more than enough to be on your own. The saving grace for him was that he was born into it. He had started out trying to make a life for himself at his old home, the one his parents raised him in, but it became too difficult to maintain as the surrounding resources depleted over the next couple of years. He pushed on, as you had to do to survive, and now found himself here still a wanderer, looking for the next place to lay his head as he looked out over the vast landscape. He only realized, when he saw her, that it must have been 3-4 months since hed seen another person. Even when you did see someone, often it was instinct to hide from them. If you had a settlement closeby, you wouldnt want to alert them to that fact and therefore would stay hidden if possible. Being between homes right now, Bill had nothing to lose so called out to her Hey there. She didnt hear him so he moved closer, running slightly down the hill toward the forest she was on the outskirts of. Hey there he called out again finally catching her attention. This story will be highly driven by the destroyed world mechanics meaning survival and destruction. Im open to interpretations on how its been destroyed if thats even important at this point, Im open to how many survivors there are, where we are, how we got there. You should be comfortable with NSFW writing, as I would like to include romance between our two survivors and desire a descriptive exchange in this as well. Im open to writing in 1st or 3rd person. If you have commentsideas please dont hesitate to message me Im always open to constructive criticism and discussing how I may improve my writing! At the very least let me know what you think after reading!