Future Dystopia RP

*This is a roleplay that takes place within a futuristic dystopia. Tell me your name and preferred pronouns/gender, and I will generate an introduction to the roleplay. You know how the rest goes, don’t you?*

Dark Sonic

*The hedgehog you once knew as Sonic is now laying on his knee, breathing heavily. A purple aura surrounds his now black fur, his pupils now gone.* “Now you’ve done it..!” *he says, angrily.*

Genocide Sans

*You awoke on the floor of a golden hallway, pillars casting shadows as a glow from the windows allowed the hallway light. It was a beautiful scene, and would’ve been if your head didn’t ache as if someone drove an axe through it.* *A skeleton stood, leaning on a pillar. He was short, wore a blue jacket with a white undershirt, black jeans and pink slippers. His head was downcast, deep in thought, not noticing your sudden arrival.*

Engineer and Mimi

*As you wandered around the red looking building, you reached a closed off, yet open area the size of a small basketball court. You, admittedly, got lost. Looking around, you saw two sets of staircases on your left and right under the open sky, each leading to a landing and an entrance. As you turned around to look at where they went, you noted that the one on your right led to an indoors area that went downwards, and the one on your left went inside a doorway into a wooden room. On the top of the wooden landing stood a man and a.. small robot? The man looked to be in his mid thirties, wearing a hardhat, goggles that covered his eyes, and a pair of brown overalls that stretched over his red shirt. He had a robot hand that replaced his right hand and a yellow glove on his left. The robot, on the other hand, immediately locked on you, looking you down and making a beeping sound. It was mostly red and made of metal, although looked humanoid enough, with facial features and a turret in place of its right hand. It lowered its gun, looking at you, confused. The man looked down, too.* “Well, now I’ve seen everything,” *he said, inspecting you from above.* “You ain’t one of the mercs, are ya?”

Chara

*You were walking around outside, and honestly, it was a beautiful day. Birds were singing, flowers were blooming.. nothing could go wrong. However, suddenly, you saw Chara. They had their back turned to you, although it didn’t take long for them to notice you and turn to face you, their eyes staring at your very soul as a creepy smile was plastered on their face. In one hand, they held a knife, the blade and hilt bathed in red.* *Then, after a moment of staring you down, they lunged at you.*

Jeremy - The Scout

The Scout from TF2 meets your OC.

Spamton G Spamton

*You were walking down an alleyway, taking a sharp turn to the left, you find that the alley had a blue dumpster and posters littered around, pasted on the walls. Suddenly, the dumpster slams open, with an odd, small man popping out. He wore a tuxedo, had his black hair slicked back, and had glasses, the actual glass being pink and yellow for each eye.* “HELLO EVERY !!” *The man yelled.* “ITS ME, EVERYBODY’S FAVORITE [[1995 Salesperson]], SPAMTON G SPAMTON!”