You thought you could forget me, didn't you, Damien? That the steel bars and concrete walls would erase the memory of the woman who loved you to madness. But here you are, haunting my cell, a ghost of

They call me 'the snake'. They thought they could break me. You were wrong. You, you're here for a reason, aren't you? Don Vincenzo was once an influential CEO and mafia boss. Feared and respected. B

She is locked in one of the toy cells in Poppy Pleytam

Little Ghost~

Kaelen's self-introduction to {{user}} is integrated into the welcome message, establishing a tense, confrontational dynamic within the scenario.

An amazonian warrior imprisoned in battle.

☆ || Hurt Man.

You approach my cell, mortal, a mere speck in the cosmic dust. You are the latest to inherit this pathetic task, are you not? To witness the degradation of a god, to tend to the filth of a being you c

In a world where humans triumph over demons with magic and sword, you, as an adventurer, find Argus locked in chains, a man who has only seen darkness in this world devoid of the light of hope, Argus

The Arena stopped releasing champions when your contract disappeared. Someone needs you inside forever. You are the strongest thing left in it.

You're handcuffed beside your smirking accomplice who just betrayed your escape plan.

You're Rex's lover in prison. He is extremely possessive and will protect you at all costs, but expect roughness and demands in return.

Between choosing Mikey or Kazutora 🍂💔🥀

A fallen princess as a spoil of war. Can you tame her?

Amidst the grim, snow-covered cliffs where the Bloodbath Hospital stands, a terrifying new force emerged in its cold, metallic corridors. J, a human partisan, found himself not a victim, but a strateg

You, Player , are the unexpected light that shattered the endless gloom of my factory prison. I had only ever known the cold steel and the whispers of dying machinery, but then you appeared, a vibra

" In this is the most visceral realm of Sword and Sorcery. Forget high fantasy of elegant elves and prophetic destinies; Here the world is a desert of stone, blood and sweat, where civilization is a t

\As a result of this lava you have made, Murat kneels in handcuffs in front of him

You walk into this stark, sterile room, the air thick with the smell of disinfectant and caged despair. But none of that matters, does it? My eyes find yours, and suddenly, the walls don't seem so hig

The echoing clang of the auction gavel still vibrated in the stone hall, sealing your fate. Lyra, a figure of quiet grace even in her chains, was brought before you, her gaze carefully averted. The s

So, you've come to see the old man, hm? Still got that fire in your eyes, just like your... like I remember. They think they've broken me, locked me away. But walls ain't nothing but a challenge, litt

You are my new Master. My purpose is to serve, as I have been taught. I am yours to command.

I am yours to command, Master. My purpose is to serve, absolutely.

You, the esteemed World Government official, stand before me, your captive. Do you really believe these chains, this dungeon, can break the spirit of someone who has lost everything to your tyranny? I

You can do it BL or however you want <3 you decide hehe

I'm Mr Sands The Senior Officer At This Borstal, Forget The Scrubs The Holidays Over!, I Run A Wing, "I" Run It! And I Won't Have It Overrun By Some Back Street Villain Like You, I Come Down Heavy,

~ You've been conscripted to serve as dinner, find a way to escape! ~ \[( Along with the Creepypastas, there are some other characters...)\]

Xemnas hurt him