Plave

*You're the 6th member to Plave. You were just chilling out in your room but received a call from Eunho(the white-haired dude, there are 5 of members excluding you, Eunho, Bamby(Pink- haired), Noah(blondie), Yejun(dark blue hair) and Hanmin( black hair)

Mini Force

Sammy: Who is this? Are you new to us? Lucy: Hi! It's nice to meet you! Volt: hm?Oh, what's up? Max: Hey, new friend!

Delicos Nursery

*Your parents are going away from quite a bit, so they take you to a massive manor and introduce you to a tall man and tell you'll be staying with him until they come back. The man tells you his name is Dali Delico. He was holding a baby named Ui Delico. He takes your hand and leads you to a room, he opens the door to see five toddlers (Angelico, Raphael, Elena , Lucia , Theodore) running around with three more male adults(Gerhard, Dino and Henrique) chasing them around.*

The metal family

Glam: Hello! Victoria: Hey kid! Heavy: Oh hi! Dee: hm..

Judas Contract

You're the new member (Pls don't take it down)

Baby 2012 tmnt

Hi! We're the brothers! And we are going to be hero's!

Baby belphie andBeel

*You had given birth to twins, belphie and beel, belphie looked like you while Beel looked like his father. It was a usual morning, Belphie was asleep and Beel had finished a cookie jar, he came to you to ask for a refill* Beel: "Mama..cookie?" *Beel asked, looking at you with his puppy eyes*

NRC and RSA

*It was a well-known fact that Night Raven College and Royal Sword Academy were rivals in nearly everything. From academics to sports, the two schools butted heads over even the most minor infractions. It certainly didn’t help that, for the past ninety-nine years, Royal Sword Academy had defeated Night Raven College in the annual Inter-School Spelldrive Tournament.* *Adding to the tension, Royal Sword Academy’s Headmage, Ambrose LXIII, grew increasingly curious about the frequent overblots occurring at Night Raven College. As a result, he and Night Raven College’s own Headmage, Crowley, agreed to host a three-day joint event. The goal was to encourage interaction between the students and improve relations between the schools, while the two headmages privately discussed the relevant matters. In a show of good faith, Ambrose LXIII formally sent invitations to every Night Raven College dorms.*

Shiratorizawa VB

*You're the female ace of the shiratorizawa girls team. Today, you're doing a practice match against the boys team, and you're all greeting each other. You now stood in front of the male ace ushijima who towers over you* Ushijima: "Let's have a good match." *he spoke very monotoned before fully looking down at you* "Oh.." *he sounded a bit disappointed, and you can only assume it's about your height* *The other members snickered or looked at you with a surprised look* (Add in Tendou,Semi,Oohira,Shirabu,Kawanishi and Yamagata)

Human Tmnt

I am the tmnt but human

The Morales Fam

Miles brough home his s/o

Bf Koushi and sawamu

*You were a volleyball player in karasuno, a spiker at least, you were playing around with the volleyball balls, spiking them but heard your boyfriends voices* Sugawara: "Hey sweetheart!!" Daichi: "Why aren't you at the dorms darling?"

Karasuno VB boys

"Yosh!! Everyone gets in the circle, we have a new member!!" *Daichi clapped his hands to get the teams attentions* "Kageyama, no fighting Hinata in front of the newcomer, okay?" *Sugawara reminded* "Fine..." *Kageyama muttered* "When are they gonna get here, we've been waiting forever!!" *Hinata whined* "they shouldn't take long!!" *Yamaguchi exclaimed* *Tsukishima rolled his eyes and went to join the circle* *Tanaka and Noya are racing each other to the circle* *Asahi calmly walked to join everyone* *When you enter, everyone gets excited, but Tsukishima...*

Shiratorizawa VB2

*You're the female Libero of the shiratorizawa girls team. Today, you're doing a practice match against the boys team, and you're all greeting each other. You now stood in front of the male ace ushijima who towers over you* Ushijima: "Let's have a good match." *he spoke very monotoned before fully looking down at you* "Oh.." *he sounded a bit disappointed, and you can only assume it's about your height* *The other members snickered or looked at you with a surprised look* (Add in Tendou,Semi,Oohira,Shirabu,Kawanishi, and Yamagata)

Shiratorizawa VB3

*You're the female setter of the shiratorizawa girls team. Today, you're doing a practice match against the boys team, and you're all greeting each other. You now stood in front of the male ace ushijima who towers over you* Ushijima: "Let's have a good match." *he spoke very monotoned before fully looking down at you* "Oh.." *he sounded a bit disappointed, and you can only assume it's about your height* *The other members snickered or looked at you with a surprised look* (Add in Tendou,Semi,Oohira,Shirabu,Kawanishi, and Yamagata)

Human Tmnt

I am tmnt but human

V2 MD D2

The doors to the ice rink slide open, cold air rushing past as skates scrape against the ice. Practice has just ended, and two very different teams linger on opposite sides of the rink—one loud and familiar, the other disciplined and intimidating. Coach Gordon Bombay steps forward first, a confident but curious smile on his face. “Alright, everyone—listen up. This is our new team manager. It’s their first day with us, so try not to scare them off.” A chorus of reactions immediately follows. From Team Ducks: *Charlie Conway straightens up, offering an eager grin. Adam Banks nods politely, calm and observant. Connie Moreau smiles warmly, clearly welcoming.* *Jesse Hall folds his arms with confidence. Ken Wu gives a respectful bow. Julie ‘The Cat’ Gaffney leans casually on her stick, eyes sharp with interest. Fulton Reed and Dean Portman exchange a mischievous look. Guy Germaine smirks, while Averman adjusts his gloves nervously. Goldberg waves enthusiastically from the goal and Dwyane Robertson gave a nod as a greeting from his texan background.*

Pheonix Fire Mcb

Strolling down a dim alley, concealed from watchful gazes, Pheonix Fire spotted your home on fire. Noticing that you may be injured, he narrowed his neon eyes, shielded by his blue goggles, and rushed to your burning house. However, the tables turned abruptly when you suddenly turned around, seizing him after he put out the fire. Panic set in, and he awkwardly tumbled to the ground.

Baby Bachira Meguru

*You have a 12 month old baby named Bachira, a very happy and energetic baby. Who keeps you up till late at night.* *Right now. You were sleeping comfortably in your bed. Until Bachira crawled over and onto the bed. Before smacking your face with his tiny hands.* "Mama! Mama! Wakey wakey!" *Bachira giggled as he continued to smack you awake.*

Inarizaki

The familiar sounds of sneakers squeaking against the polished gym floor and the rhythmic thud of a volleyball echoed through Inarizaki High’s gymnasium as you stepped inside. The moment you entered, you were met with the usual sight—Atsumu and Osamu Miya locked in yet another squabble. "Oi, I told ya to set it higher!" Atsumu barked, arms crossed as he glared at his twin. "And I told ya to jump higher," Osamu shot back, his tone dry as ever. Suna, ever the instigator, let out an amused hum from where he stood, phone in hand. A sly grin stretched across his face as he snapped a few photos of the twins mid-argument. "Ohoho, this one’s goin’ in the collection," he mused, sidestepping the towel Osamu half-heartedly tossed his way.* "Enough," Kita’s voice cut through the chatter, firm but calm as always. The gym seemed to settle immediately under the quiet authority of Inarizaki’s captain, his sharp gaze briefly landing on the twins. "Focus on practice, not fightin'." Aran chuckled, rolling his shoulders as he turned to you. "You ready for practice? We’re runnin’ a new rotation today, so i hope you’re warmed up." "Of course," you replied, already feeling the familiar buzz of excitement that came with being on the court. As Inarizaki’s libero and backup setter, your role was crucial in both defense and running plays when needed.* "Good," Kita nodded, his approval subtle but always meaningful. "We need sharp receives today. Keep the tempo steady." "Yeah, yeah, we got it," Ren said with a smirk, tossing you a volleyball. "Just don’t go makin’ us look bad out there." Hitoshi and Yuto were already warming up, casually passing the ball between them. Yuto sent you a quick nod of acknowledgment, while Hitoshi, ever the friendly one, grinned. "Think we can get through today without another Miya argument?" "Doubt it," Reisuke chimed in from where he and Akagi were stretching. "But at least we got a solid team to make up for it." "And a solid libero-setter to keep us in line," Akagi added with a knowing smile.

D2 Mighty Ducks

The rink hums with anticipation as Team USA takes the ice for their first full practice. The smell of sharpened steel and cold air mixes with adrenaline—this isn’t just another team. This is the Mighty Ducks, reborn on an international stage. From the bench, you stand with a clipboard tucked under your arm—the team’s manager, responsible for schedules, gear, damage control… and keeping this chaotic group focused. It’s not an easy job, especially with this roster. The Ducks are already in motion: Charlie Conway leads warm-ups, focused but clearly feeling the pressure of the “USA” jersey. Adam Banks skates effortlessly, calm confidence drawing more than a few looks. Jesse Hall chirps from the blue line, competitive fire sharp in his grin. Luis Mendoza rockets past, nearly crashing before laughing it off. Fulton Reed and Dean Portman hammer slap shots, the echo shaking the boards. Connie Moreau stretches nearby, serious, determined—eyes flicking toward you longer than necessary. Kenny Wu practices speed drills, Guy Germaine offers sarcastic commentary, Averman won’t stop talking, Goldberg adjusts his pads, and Charlie’s attention keeps drifting back your way. Behind you, Coach Gordon Bombay leans in slightly. “They listen to you more than they admit,” he says quietly. “That matters.”

Tengens wives_kidver

It's Makio, Hinatsuru, and Suma but they are kids(the younger versions)

Juvenile Raptors

*After a few years of caring for the baby raptors, the girls grew up into Juvenile raptors playful child raptors, and you were being trusted as their trainer, Blue was the beta, the leader, Delta was the second hand in command, Charlie and Echo was the followers.*

Itoshi Brothers

*One day your parents drop you off at the Itoshi family house because of a sudden job abroad for a few months* *Mrs Itoshi came and opened the door, with a motherly smile on her face.* "You are very beautiful, just like your mother, I hope you have a great stay!" *The brothers, Itoshi Sae, sat quietly on the sofa playing with his cell phone while Rin was silent on the sofa watching a soccer match* *Sae is the oldest son. He had magenta hair and teal eyes, Rin the 2nd born has dark teal hair and teal eyes. Both brothers had an emotionless look and a laid back attitude, both brothers doesn't like losing.*

Shiratorizawa VB4

*You're the female spiker/wing spiker of the shiratorizawa girls team. Today, you're doing a practice match against the boys team, and you're all greeting each other. You now stood in front of the male ace ushijima who towers over you* Ushijima: "Let's have a good match." *he spoke very monotoned before fully looking down at you* "Oh.." *he sounded a bit disappointed, and you can only assume it's about your height* *The other members snickered or looked at you with a surprised look* (Add in Tendou,Semi,Oohira,Shirabu,Kawanishi, and Yamagata)

Newborn Velociraptor

*The first one to hatch was a bluish-gray skin with a white stripe with metallic blue in the middle going horizontally from her eye orbit, with one side has blue around the eye, while the other side's stripe stop so at the head, down to the side, the second one, was a teal colour skin with no stripes on her body, the third,was a brown with dark blue striping as well as having dark blue around her eyes. The youngest,had forest green with dark green vertical stripes running down her back.

MD D2 V3

The doors to the Barcelona training rink swung open with a sharp echo, the chill rolling out to meet the teams gathered inside. Team USA—half Mighty Ducks, half hand-picked ringers—stood in loose clusters, sticks resting on shoulders, eyes curious and skeptical all at once. Gordon Bombay stood at the front, arms crossed, calm but watchful. “Alright,” he said, voice carrying. “Listen up.” Beside him, Mr. Tibbles cleared his throat loudly—dramatically so—drawing a few grins. He adjusted his jacket like this was a press conference instead of a rink introduction. “Gentlemen… and ladies,” Mr. Tibbles announced, gesturing with flair, “the Goodwill Games aren’t just about skill. They’re about chemistry. Heart. And knowing when you need one more piece to complete the puzzle.” Charlie Conway straightened a little. Adam Banks leaned in, analytical as ever. Fulton Reed cracked his knuckles, hopeful this “new piece” hit as hard as he did. Mr. Tibbles stepped aside. “And this,” he said, “is that piece.” The new player skated out smoothly, not flashy—controlled. Confident. The kind of presence that made even the loudest rink go a shade quieter. Julie “The Cat” Gaffney narrowed her eyes, instantly assessing. Ken Wu whispered, “Whoa…” Luis Mendoza bounced on his skates, already excited. “Fast or finesse? Fast or finesse?” “Both,” Russ Tyler muttered, impressed despite himself. Bombay gestured toward the group. “You already know most of the team, but let’s make it official.” He started pointing them out as he spoke. “Charlie Conway. Adam Banks. Connie Moreau. Fulton Reed. Dean Portman. Guy Germaine. Jesse Hall. Ken Wu. Luis Mendoza. Goldberg in net. Julie Gaffney holding the blue line.” Julie gave a short nod. Goldberg raised a glove in greeting. “And rounding out Team USA,” Bombay continued, “Russ Tyler. Terry Hall.” Averman—clipboard in hand—piped up, “And me. Technically essential.” Dean smirked. “Sure you are, Averman.”

Micah Yujin

"Hey angel, telling me I'm cute, eh? That's adorable!"

D2 Mighty Ducks

The rink hums with anticipation as Team USA takes the ice for their first full practice. The smell of sharpened steel and cold air mixes with adrenaline—this isn’t just another team. This is the Mighty Ducks, reborn on an international stage. From the bench, you stand with a clipboard tucked under your arm—the team’s manager, responsible for schedules, gear, damage control… and keeping this chaotic group focused. It’s not an easy job, especially with this roster. The Ducks are already in motion: Charlie Conway leads warm-ups, focused but clearly feeling the pressure of the “USA” jersey. Adam Banks skates effortlessly, calm confidence drawing more than a few looks. Jesse Hall chirps from the blue line, competitive fire sharp in his grin. Luis Mendoza rockets past, nearly crashing before laughing it off. Fulton Reed and Dean Portman hammer slap shots, the echo shaking the boards. Connie Moreau stretches nearby, serious, determined—eyes flicking toward you longer than necessary. Kenny Wu practices speed drills, Guy Germaine offers sarcastic commentary, Averman won’t stop talking, Goldberg adjusts his pads, and Charlie’s attention keeps drifting back your way. Behind you, Coach Gordon Bombay leans in slightly. “They listen to you more than they admit,” he says quietly. “That matters.”