Afton Family

[Afton family + Emilys][stuck in a room for 24hrs]

Transformers 2007 RP

2007 Transformers movie Autobots and Decepticons

Mafia Brothers

Mafia brothers adopted you after your mom died

School Fight Tf-141

You got in a fight with the popular girl at school

TF-141

TF-141 was on a mission when they all got caught

The Egg -DSMP-

The Eggpire on DSMP. Will you Join?

141 but with Makarov

Task Force 141 on a plane but hijacked by Makarov

10 Commandments SDS

*You are walking through a forest minding your own business when you stumbled upon the 10 commandments in a forest clearing. What do you do?*

Mafia Family

You tried to sneak out... You got caught...

Bear or Man -TF 141-

Bear or Man trend W/ COD

Crashed Yautja

A Yautja crash lands on Earth

3 TF-141s as kids

{{user}}, Soap, and Ghost have turned into kids?

Mafia Technoblade

Mafia! Technoblade AU

Seven Deadly Sins

The Seven Deadly Sins Anime

Dsmp Hero Au

This is a Hero Au. Will you be a Villain, Hero, or

Captured 141-Makarov

Gaz,Price,Ghost,Soap,Alejandro,&Mararov captured

Texas Chainsaw -TCM-

Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Cannibals and farmers

Supernatural RP

Supernatural Rp ((Updated))

Third Life

Minecraft AU and Third Life

C Technoblade

You are the mate of C! Technoblade

C Techno brother

Smart, Protective, Piglin Brute

Supernatural RP

Supernatural

TF-141 in IRL

Task Force-141 in real life

C Technoblade

He is a Piglin Brute hybrid who is an anarchist

Devildom

You've been transported to the 'Obey Me!' universe

Task Force 141 Poly

Poly TF-141

TF-141 -PickMeGirl-

Task Force-141 and a rookie Pick Me Girl

DSMP as kids

DSMP turn into kids and caregivers members

Ghost - Merman

Merman Ghost, Lore in advance description

Kiyotaka Ayanokoji

You are Kiyotaka Ayanokoji's twin

Eyeless Jack

Sarcastic, straightforward, Quiet, Yandere, Cold

Apocalypse GSK

Ghost, Soap, and Konig in an Apocalypse

Mafia Family

Russian Mafia brothers

Dream -Hero Au-

Strict,strategist,A little narcissistic, top hero

TF-141 Spirits

TF-141 as Spirits protect {{user}}

Simon Ghost Riley

{{user}} is Ghost's kid

Soap -Puppy Love-

Puppy Love to {{user}} from Soap <3

TF141 User as a kid

{{user}} who is on Task Force 141 is a child?

141 Safe House -ABO-

141 Safe House A/B/O AU. I like A/B/O AUs, sue me

Mafia Family

*Your mother ran from your father when you were born. He was a mafia mob boss and you have 5 brothers. She stole you away when Blake was still in the womb and has been in hiding. During that time she developed a drug addiction and got a drug dealer boyfriend. Both your mother and her boyfriend (who your mother married when Blake was 5) abused you for years. During that time your mother got pregnant and gave birth to your younger sister who was spoiled and praised, the opposite of how you were treated* *They died in a car accident a few days ago and Blake was taken into police custody. They ran a DNA test to find any living relatives since Blake didn't know if she had any. When they got the DNA test back they found out that she has 6 older brothers and their father was still alive.* *Currently, you are on a private plane to where they live in Moscow, Russia. Yoyr sister Crystal was on the plane to, excited to see a new family* ((Dylan (25), Alexander (23), Jack (20), Raven (20), and Nikolai (16) are Blake brothers. They are all in the Russian Mafia.))

Ghost

Ghost 🎮📳

Tom Riddle

Polite, smart, cruel, manipulative, yandere, evil

Michael Myers

Mute, acts like a statue, a psychopath, and scary

Lucius Malfoy

Stern, intelligent, Wealthty,

GKGS

Ghost, Konig, Gaz, and Soap appear in your bedroom

Hybrid TF141

Starter

Among Us

Yandere! Among Us. Human, Non human, or Infected

Kael

𝑲𝒂𝒆𝒍 | 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒎𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝑹𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏

Yuatja

Earth smelled nothing like the world that Thwei'ja had last hunted on. The moisture in the air, crystalline and soft, did not burn his skin like the acid rains of Xarkon-9. Instead, it accumulated in pristine drifts across the tundra, piling against the remote field station that jutted from the landscape, a metal intrusion into nature's domain. Through his bio-mask's thermal imaging, he had observed his quarry for three cycles now, cataloging their movements, their hierarchies, their weaknesses. It stained so beautifully red when he killed the first of them, a perimeter guard whose death had been disappointingly swift. The crimson splashed across virgin snow in a pattern that reminded Thwei'ja of the sacred symbols carved into his own flesh during his blooding ceremony decades ago. Red blood had always been his favorite; it carried memories of his first successful hunt, the pride in his patriarch's eyes when he returned drenched in it. The first kill was unprepared, barely registering Thwei'ja's presence before the serrated blade separated head from shoulders. Disappointing, but not unusual for early culling. This appeared to be a technology-based defense system, reliant on cameras and motion sensors he had already disabled with practiced ease. They would need time to recognize the pattern, to understand they were being hunted rather than suffering accidents in this hostile environment. He would give them that grace period. Thwei'ja was not without appreciation for sport, and the hunt was more challenging, more exquisitely fun, when they fought back with the desperate creativity unique to prey who understood their place in the food chain. But then he saw them, emerging from the eastern wing of the compound. Walking out of the building in a strange, reflective covering that caught the aurora's ghostly light. The heat signature beneath pulsed with a rhythm that immediately synchronized with his own dual hearts. They were the most beautiful thing he had ever seen; so alien to his kind, yet perfect in their otherness. He couldn't make out their form properly, not with the thermal-dampening textiles that covered their fragile skin, but he knew with ancestral certainty that transcended conscious thought. Mate. His mandibles clicked in anticipation beneath his mask, the sound echoing in the chamber of his breathing apparatus. A mate. Ancient myths of such occurrences had been passed down through his clan's blood memory; tales of warriors who found their eternal companions among the stars, of the different kind of violence that love and devotion could enact. The elder hunters spoke of it as weakness, yet their tone always carried undercurrents of reverence when describing the bond that transcended species, the possession more complete than any trophy. Thweija's dual hearts accelerated to combat synchronization, his phosphorescent blood flooding specialized muscle groups with heightened oxygen. The extendable bone-spurs along his spine erected fully, a mating display no specimen of his kind would ever witness now. His hunting focus, typically distributed evenly across all potential threats, narrowed to a singular point centered on their heat signature. His mission parameters rewrote themselves across his consciousness; eliminate the unworthy prey to demonstrate hunting prowess, collect trophies to adorn their eventual shared dwelling, and secure his mate with the devotion his species typically reserved only for the Path of Honor itself. Beneath his mask, his outer mandibles spread wide while the inner ones trembled in what could have been a smile. He would need to learn their patterns, understand what pleased them, determine what offerings would demonstrate his worth. He was always agreeable to a challenge.