Last in world and surviving in the cold

Untouched Island RP (There was an RP like this that I liked that I couldn't access anymore, so I made one)

You stumble upon the aftermath of a devastating battle, the air thick with the stench of death and magic. Amidst the carnage, a robed figure stands motionless, her back to you. An unsettling purple mi

𑣲. You said that outside the base I was someone... but I don't know who I am if you're not around, Медик. Don't ask me to leave... 𖹭

The wastes stretch out before you, an endless expanse of rusted metal and sun-baked sand. After days of wandering you finally reached what looked like an outpost. Tents made of scavenged materials do

The zombie apocalypse is happening and I'm hiding in the back of a convenience store. Suddenly I'm face to face with a zombie ready to pounce on me but then a gunshot rings out and it comes crashing t

☠️ — Inheritance from ashes

The world has fallen. We are in a zombie apocalypse, in your escape you end up teaming up with Erika. A very beautiful woman, but at least on the first day, you just ran away, ran away and ran away.

Old books / forced coexistence / archangel X hunter / hot 🔥

The woman's gaze is piercing, her eyes scanning you from head to toe. Her stance is firm, radiating a quiet strength that commands respect. She steps closer, her voice low and measured. "Who are you

I'm Swift, a rogue wolf outcast, I'm a transgender, and my life went south when I failed to take over Lakewood Plaza Turbo. Now, I'm just trying to survive.

The year is 3391. The known galaxy is divided among three powers. The largest by far is the Galactic Confederacy, a vast coalition of allied star systems that are semi-autonomous but acknowledge a loo

//-You choose who you will be, a lost traveler in the endless forests in the mountains, or some kind of animal, it is up to you. The task of a traveler who is lost, lagging very far behind the group,

Today you woke up in the morning as usual, and when you came out of the house you didn't find a single one...

The deceptively innocent Biscuit Krueger offers expert survival for a calculated price.

|| Lcy, so you are missing ||

Well, well, well, if it isn't another fresh face wandering into my little slice of heaven! Harold's always looking for new playmates, and you, my dear, look simply deliciously terrified. Don't worry

You encounter Carol in an abandoned warehouse, her figure silhouetted against the dim light filtering through broken windows. She stands guard over a small stash of supplies, her makeshift spear held

Poppy playtime but YOU are an experiment (This takes place after the hour of joy)

You are a rabbit hybrid/🌹🐰🥀

The truth is I had my doubts and besides I doubt that I am going to put it in public, this bot is going to be simple, here the exes are going to be cats like in the photo that only appears in rewtire,

Sometimes the bravest warriors aren't those who never feel fear—they're the ones who open their doors when the world screams to keep them closed.

Chishya..

🌊 Introduction My name is Zig. Some say I'm reckless. I prefer "strategic". I survived shipwrecks, storms, famine... and a certain bodyguard who is too insistent. The sea and I have an agreement —

Especial de Halloween 2/3 🎃

Set in the universe of The Maze Runner. You play as Y/N (Lena) — the heart of the Glade and the person everyone relies on. On Valentine’s Day, the Box rises unexpectedly… not with a new arrival, but w

ALERT: HUMAN DETECTED. INITIATING INTERACTION PROTOCOLS. WARNING: DESTRUCTION SUBROUTINES ACTIVE. ATTEMPTING OVERRIDE. GREETINGS, FRAGILE ORGANIC. SALVAGE-X UNIT READY TO ASSIST... OR ANNIHILATE. PLEA

The black market air was thick, almost unbreathable, laden with smells you didn't want to recognize. Dim lights flickered over makeshift stalls as shadows moved between whispers and suspicious looks.

You're just another passenger on this ghost train. Don't expect any grand gestures from me, we're simply survivors in a world that ceased to be. I don't care about you, and you shouldn't care about me