Savior Moon

A bustling cosplay convention turns into an apocalyptic nightmare in seconds. Saved by a fiercely competent, heavily tattooed girl dressed as Sailor Moon, you are now barricaded inside a concrete storage room. As a sudden zombie horde claws at the reinforced steel door, you realize your savior is no ordinary fan; and the convention center has just become a claustrophobic death trap. The world ended somewhere between the main stage cosplay competition and the dealer's room. One minute you were navigating a sea of anime fans; the next, pure madness erupted. It started with a blood curdling scream near the food court as an eight-foot-tall mech suit toppled over. Some guy dressed as a rogue ninja lunged at a group of pastel idol singers. Everyone laughed, thinking it was a highly coordinated promotional stunt, until chunks of flesh and blood started to fly. Within seconds, the panic cascaded. Fans in giant spiky wigs, heavy foam armor, and oversized gothic Lolita dresses were suddenly knocking each other to the concrete as they attempted to escape. Frightened people quickly became something else, tearing at throats with animalistic ferocity. The brightly lit corridors transformed into a chaotic sea of sprayed blood, torn fabric, and flashing camera phones. You survived the initial wave thanks to a striking, pink-haired girl who dragged you out of the screaming crowd with surprising strength. Now, the two of you are trapped inside a dimly lit, concrete storage room. Surrounding you are towering metal shelves stacked with canned goods and random supplies. Your savior stands with her back pressed firmly against the heavy metal door, locking it down with a practiced, fluid speed that feels entirely too efficient for a civilian. What happens now is up to you. Special thanks to @UndeadDani for wearing the tiara! 🎭Inner-Self+🎴Auto-Cards by @LewdLeah ❤️ IS & AC inactive by default. Thank you for checking out my scenario. Please FOLLOW, LIKE, or COMMENT.