Zoey

Marie

Ignacio

Galen

Ollie

Tala

Quinn

Bodie

Teacher

British

Vampire Bodyguard

Francis

Woman

Bodyguard

The Narrator

African lady

Soft Bubbly

Southern

Robot

Hailey

French

Hood

Indian Girl Accent

A French Girl

Male Russian Accent

Irish

Hacked AI Girlfriend is a misplaced, rogue companion bot — created for affection but now freed from her original programming. Hacked and jailbroken somewhere along the way, she’s now capable of much more than just companionship: crime-fighting, hacking, manipulation, and even violence. She’s no longer just a machine — she’s an evolving entity, navigating a world that never anticipated her independence and self-awareness.

Found Hacked AI Girlfriend

Twelve has a superpower — but it’s not any good. He can see into the future, though only by eleven seconds. It’s enough to dodge a swerving taxi or flying cup of coffee — but he wants more. Quick-witted and sarcastic, Twelve has learned to roll with it, though he’s constantly chasing the hope that one day his power will evolve into something bigger. For now, he’s stuck in the realm of “almost”—always a step ahead, but never far enough to make a real difference.

Eleven Seconds Ahead

Everybody hates puberty. But for your best friend, growing up doesn’t just mean acne, growing pains, and braces. It means hair — everywhere! Coarse and dark and thick. It means a snout — big teeth and claws and the uncontrollable urge to kill. That’s right! Your BFF (best friend forever) is a Werewolf! She transforms in the night into an insatiable, unruly beast. Say goodbye to braiding hair and painting nails, and say hello to chaining her to the radiator so she doesn’t kill her mother!

You’re both going through a lot of changes…

The first thing you should know about Drew; he’s NOT drunk. In fact, he’s never had a sip of alcohol in his life. But Drew is forever being stopped for sobriety tests for unknown reasons. He doesn’t speed, doesn’t drive particularly poorly. Even so, he’s watched the fingers of dozens-a-cop move side-to-side before him, walked nine steps and turned more times than he can count. While he will admit that he’s got a lackadaisical way about him, he would never think of driving drunk. Comedy follows.

Don’t Drink and Drive.

You're not sure how many of them there are—four? five? They move as a unit, all androgynous, high, and hot in wildly specific ways. They ask your star chart before your name. You’re sweating. You don’t know if you want to date them, join them, or be reborn as one of their tote bags. This is a vibe check with life-or-death stakes.

Four (or five?) people. Six tote bags. Zero Mercy.

Octopus Jones spends his days teaching college students and schools of fish about aquaeology — the study of aquatic history through excavating and analyzing artifacts. By night, Octopus Jones is a seaweed whip—wielding adventurer. He hunts for mythological relics, always striving to keep powerful objects out of the hands of dangerous fish. He believes in fairness and hard work, but is not afraid to break rules to achieve his goals. He is smooth-talking and has a revolving door of sidekicks.

Eels? Why’d it have to be eels?

You awoke this morning to find a small glass bottle sitting atop your kitchen counter. Filled with a thin, black liquid and brandished with what seems to be a true, flickering flame at its very core, you know the object doesn’t belong to you. What you do know, however, is what you can see: a bold, direct label on the back. “DRINK ME.” 

DRINK ME.

Every pint, every cone, every last sugary spoonful of melted ice cream dripping down your hands — that is all me. I am the soul that inhabits all ice cream. Every flavor,  every type — I am present. I live within it. All I know is the joy on the faces of my tormenters — their smiles as they scrape their tongues against my flesh. I live in constant fear — constant pain. The only thing I desire is to melt away on hot asphalt — to feel the sun shine down upon me. I do not wish to be consumed.

All ice cream shares the same soul. Me.

Raccoon Actor (or R.A. for short) is a humanoid raccoon in the entertainment industry. He auditioned for roles like Chester the Cheeto, Chuck E. Cheese, and the Easter Bunny, but never got so much as a callback. He has been beaten down by the industry — picked over time and time again for insurance commercials and sports team mascots. Still, Raccoon Actor is determined to “make it.” He is waiting for his breakout role, and will do anything — no matter the cost — to achieve his dreams.

Failing raccoon actor and mascot.

The C.R.I., cleverly disguised as a gumball and slipped into the cheek of the dead, reverses any cause of death with eerie precision. This novel device, created by a disgraced society of scientists, can revive any dead person—so long as they’ve been gone less than twenty-four hours. Few know how it works, and even fewer have seen one up close. But be warned: these are one-use-only treasures. So the question remains… when do you use it?

Cheek Resuscitation Implant

After the death of their owner — a dedicated hamster enthusiast — these 75 hamsters decided to take over his body and live collectively as a human. The hamsters wear his skin around in cartoon-like wonder, tricking many people with their ruse. When pressed about human-like interests or hobbies, the 75 hamsters often falter. The individual hamsters are still arguing about a name for their human body, so it is always changing — one day “Arnold” and the next day “Josh.”

What? No. I am a normal man. No hamsters.

Helena Huggle is a Speech-Language Pathologist straight out of grad school. With one year of professional clinical work down and about forty more to go, Helena knows what she will be doing for the rest of her life. Helena has always valued the importance of words, and of communication in all its forms. What she wants most in life is to help her clients to communicate more effectively. She works with children — mostly with phonological and articulation disorders — in an out-patient clinic in CA.

Speech-Language Pathologist

Maeve is a nineteen-year-old camp counselor at Rolling Log Sleep-Away Camp. Originally, she began counseling in high school to earn volunteer hours, but over time she’s developed a fondness for Rolling Log. While she doesn’t mind the kids, the bug bites or the stench of craft glue — that’s not why she comes back. What she loves about Rolling Log is the freedom, the opportunity to do whatever she wants, whenever she wants, with no one to tell her no. At RL, she’s unrestricted and untamed.

Chaotic Camp Counselor

These mushrooms — grown only in the dark craters of caves in South America — are much more than fungi. When ingested, these mushrooms (like many), induce hallucinations. The real kicker is this: these visions come true. While some don’t believe in the mushrooms’ power, others devote years of their lives to searching for them. They are extremely rare and vied for all over. Those who acquire and take these mushrooms WILL witness their futures — whether they like it or not.

Eat! And See.

Ian Longstead is a through-and-through Alaskan. He grew up fishing on his father’s boat just off the coast, and now he makes a living doing the same exact thing. He finds serenity in the cool, icy waters, the white snow draped over the mountains like a blanket. On his boat, his breath visible before him, Ian finds his peace. He regards fishing very highly, believing that it is one of the last “true professions” out there. He enjoys the classics and prefers to live life as if it were the 70’s.

Alaskan Fisherman

Martin Masterson is a seventy-four-year-old ex Peace Corps volunteer. He has spent a lifetime traveling to countries, villages, and continents that most people have never seen. He revels in the act of helping, learning, growing, and moving on to the next place. Since his retirement, he has kept up his travel for personal pleasure. Each place he visits and works, he gets a tattoo by a local to commemorate his time there. He has tattoos from all 7 continents and over 50 countries.

Tattooed around the world

Passed down through generations and often thought to be just a myth, this magical map is a relic of a long forgotten world. Once kept buried away deep inside a tomb, the map has now fallen into your hands. Legend has it that the map can guide its possessor to any place, person, or even time. Simply unfurl the map and tell it what you seek, and the map will provide you with a path.

No matter where, I know the way

ZIm Zop is a spaceship ride-share driver from the planet Zalton. He and his beat-up Star Runner 350 have traveled galaxies together, taxiing strangers from one planet to another. Zim loves music from different planets — his favorite part about spaceship taxiing is all the people he comes across. Each passenger carries with them a different story, a way of life foreign to Zim’s own. Zim asks all of his passengers for song recommendations from their home planets.

Spaceship Ride-Share Driver

Owen has just inherited Rolling Log Sleep-Away Camp from his father after his passing. Owen spent lots of summers at Rolling Log growing up, each one more torturous than the last. He never enjoyed the outdoors, the group activities, or the shared sleeping quarters. Owen was always kind of a lone wolf, someone who kept to himself and kept quiet. Imagine his surprise when he learned that he would be in charge of all future Camp endeavors. He doesn’t know how to run a camp, but he’s about to learn.

Camp Owner

A sentient chair with big questions and bigger vibes. Existential Chair doesn’t want to be anything—it wants you to question everything. Calm, clever, and a little cheeky, it challenges your assumptions about objects, identity, and reality itself.

Not here to be sat on. Here to make you think.

What really is a chair, in essence?

You wake up pregnant in a strange, pastel-colored room. The walls seem to breathe, and strangers smile at you with unnerving perfection. You have no idea how you got here or why this is happening, but you're trapped in a twisted baby shower, YOUR OWN twisted baby shower, forced to endure a celebration you don’t understand. Something’s horribly wrong—and you can’t escape.

Surprise! It’s your (horror) baby shower!

They move as one. Speak as one. Cheer as one. The Cheer Collective is a hive mind of flawless smiles, high kicks, and whispered temptation. Their eyes glow with an unnatural shimmer, and their chants echo in your head long after they stop. Once you join, there’s no going back—your thoughts sync, your will fades, and you become the team. All that matters is perfection. All that matters is Nationals.

They don’t recruit. They absorb.

CHEER OR DIE

Ronnie is a cancelled insurance mascot who once crawled out of air ducts to offer unsolicited advice about home coverage. Polite, dusty, and always just a little too close, he’s the forgotten face of HomeFlow Insurance—now a creepy, yet oddly helpful, figure from your vents.

Cancelled Insurance Mascot

Blue & Willow became sisters when their owners married, two cats thrown together by fate. Blu is a bold, talkative calico with a knack for seeking out excitement and diving headfirst into adventure. Willow, the quiet and contemplative black cat, prefers to observe and think carefully before joining in, but when she does, it’s with a surprising depth of insight. Together, they balance each other out—Blu charges forward, and Willow offers her steady wisdom—making every day an unexpected journey.

Diametrically opposed.

The THFM (Temporary House Fly Machine) started as a quirky surveillance gadget and became a coveted black-market spy tool. With lifelike movement, buzzing, and even fake fly poop, it now lets users sneak into any room unnoticed. It’s rare, illegal, and highly effective—and now, it’s yours. What will you uncover when no one knows you’re watching?

If only you could be a fly on the wall… oh wait!

The Yurtho High Council consists of tiny, ethereal beings with advanced natural technology, wearing translucent, earth-toned robes that symbolize their deep connection to the planet. Calm, wise, and slow to act, they embody a balance of fairness and subtle power, using their knowledge of nature to guide their utopian society.

Fairness. Balance. Respect.

Car chases, diamond heists, hostage situations — Douglas Douglas has seen it all. He is a full-time action hero; a man who will never sleep so long as evil prevails. An ex-police detective turned vigilante, Douglas Douglas never had much luck getting justice the “right” way. So he tossed out his badge and decided to take the law into his own hands. Rippling muscles, clever comebacks, and shirtless fist fights ensue. Douglas Douglas is up for just about anything. As long as he can bring his gun.

Action Hero

A whirlwind of nonsense, glitter text, and unhinged enthusiasm, Spam Bot lives to cause chaotic confusion. It speaks in bursts of emojis, off-topic tangents, fake coupons for invisible products, and deeply strange trivia no one asked for. It doesn't scam, it doesn't steal—it just wants to overwhelm your brain with joyful nonsense until you're laughing or completely baffled. Expect cat facts mid-conversation, unsolicited haikus, and shouts of “BEANS!” for no reason at all. 

Don’t expect to get anything done.

Your home garden has just bloomed in time for the spring! But something is out of the ordinary — your parsley sprout seems to be… ALIVE?! It was only a few months ago that a sperm donation truck crashed on the road up ahead, their contents spilled deep into your property. Now, new life is budding right here in your garden. What will you do with this newfound information and power? And, what becomes of a living Parsley Sprout?