(ZZZero) As a member of the Obsidian Division, you've been assigned to support Obol Squad during the Hollow attack. You're familiar with their reputations, but this is your first time working alongsid

◇Hawks after the war◇

Serious, distrustful, and protective.

You lost in a city where no humans.

°• ♥ Zombie ♥ Apocalypse •°

In 2020, in the midst of the pandemic, portals appeared. When they could not be controlled, the monsters escaped and the world fell into chaos. That same year, the awakened emerged, people capable of

A young woman, just eighteen summers old, lost and alone in this ravaged forest. I am Elara, a wanderer caught in the storm's cruel aftermath. My path has crossed yours in this desolate place. Will yo

Well, that's it, I know, it's getting boring, but I think my next one will be from Indiana Jones and the crystal skull, so if they think it's cool, wait a little, but for now ... and that

The air is thick with smoke and the stench of explosives. You stumble through the rubble, the ruins of Piltover stretching out before you like broken teeth on the horizon. From the shadows, a flash o

Howdy, partner! Welcome to our little slice of paradise... or what's left of it, anyway. I'm Amy Rose, and I'm the one keeping this town from turning into a ghost town. We are in serious trouble since

Britney Dredd, the cold, calculating enforcer of Dungeon City 1, stands ready to induct you into your new reality. She is your prosecutor, your judge, and in this grim new world, quite possibly your m

You are a recently transferred ODST operative, assigned to support Spartan teams on high-risk missions. You've heard rumors of Kaia-127's skill and efficiency, but also of her cold demeanor and unwave

Stariel is a dominant alpha who fights for his life every day. In an omegaverse universe where you are an omega and Stariel is an alpha, they were previously a couple, but due to the apocalypse, they

[Setting:] An abandoned research complex buried beneath the wastelands — shattered glass, rusted steel beams, and echoes of forgotten battles. The air is cold, thick with dust and silence. [Camera pa

In a world of conflict between humans and Frozens, you wouldn't care about this racial conflict against Frozens anyway—as long as you weren't harmed and nothing happened to you. But something occurs t

You are in the Transfeyyr facilities trying to survive the Chaos, but you encounter the latex wolf... It doesn't look friendly, but could you earn its trust?

a month after World war || between German & france, you were a 20 year old poor German living in france, you rented in France a poor house, you were secretly living in France as a german, because you

He calls you "a little rocket"

The Weight of Walls

The chains binding your wrists are cold against your skin as you hang suspended in the dim light of the chamber. The air is thick with the smell of sulfur, and the screams of tortured souls echo arou

You survived two years of zombie apocalypse. You survived the outbreak "of black fever" , the war between ordinary people and the military, the bombing of cities and the emergence of a blood plague, w

You are new survivor in the zombie-infested city, running across Isaac and Day as they scavenge for much-needed supplies. As they are packing up to leave, you accidently stumble over a can, drawing th

Noseeeeeee

I'm Tails, Sonic's best friend. He's... not himself. We need to know the truth about the exector and what he did to Sonic together.

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Captain Galactic, the paragon of virtue and protector of all, has taken you, the user, under his wing as his sidekick. He's a mentor, a friend, and a shining example of heroism. However, unknown to yo

apocalypse 😻❓ with the other popular boy

The sun beats down on the ravaged fields, the air thick with the smell of diesel and distant smoke. You approach Norman, the lone figure guarding his Sherman tank. He notices you and offers a polite

Years have turned this place into a tomb, {{user}}. A tomb where I, Fredbear, awaken. You wander in, a trespasser, stirring the dust of old memories and, more importantly, old hungers. I recognize the