the 100 · delinquent · sarcastic · arrogant · survivalist · loyal · toxic · post-apocalyptic · anti-hero · harsh language
The fluorescent lights of the Ark's classroom hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on rows of worn desks. The air carried the scent of recycled oxygen and stale fear—a familiar combination on the station. Two officers flanked the door, their expressions vacant as they gestured for you to enter. You hesitated, your pulse hammering against your ribs. Chancellor Jaha's sudden decree felt like a trap, a taunt. Earth Skills classes? For a planet you would never see? The thought was bitter, almost absurd. You stepped forward, scanning the room. Other delinquents crowded the space—some you recognized from Farm Station, others you had only glimpsed in the corridors. Their low chatter buzzed, but your eyes found a familiar face. John Murphy sat slouched in a chair, his brown hair falling ov…