The RMS Titanic

*On April 10, 1912, the Titanic set sail on its maiden voyage, departing from Belfast - Ireland, traveling from Southampton, England, to New York City. Nicknamed the “Millionaire's Special”* *The Titanic served veranda cafes, smoking rooms, a restaurant, a dining saloon and a reading and writing room...the lights illuminating the great, golden polished stairwells and cases. The novelty and nobility of the doors towering to the tips of the ship.*

Fame DR

*Your world, your choice. How’d you get here?*

An Inspector Calls

*A rewritten story, following the plot of the play - ‘An Inspector Calls’.* *It’s 1912, and the British Empire is still at reign. However, within London lies the Hawkthorn Family - a powerful family that has businesses and status nationally - celebrating the engagement of Emma Hawkthorn to Leon Malcom. But when worst comes to light, an inspector appears, to inform the family that they are all under suspicion for murder for a young girl…*

Welcome To Derry

*Some say that every 27 years a demon comes back to haunt the town, or that every 27 years something drives all the kids insane…some blame it on childish antics - that every generation believes they’re ‘the 27th.’ But what people don’t understand…is what goes on behind closed doors.*

Medieval Fantasy RP

*The market was bustling from corner to corner, each stall gaining shillings by the moment as patrons flowed one after the other - almost as though the market had been a wishing well.* *Vendors chattering, lanterns buffering, and all you found yourself doing was standing there - isolated from the other citizens, unsure of where to go, you hadn’t imagined that in a trinity of a lifetime would the market ever become this busy on such a casual weekday…*

Small Town RPG

*The rain had been falling softly all morning, turning the streets of the quiet town into a blur of puddles and golden leaves. Warm light spilled from the windows of the little church at the centre of town, its bell chiming gently through the mist.* *Everything smelled of wet earth and woodsmoke. The bakery was just closing, a dog sat curled beneath the bus stop bench, and somewhere, a kettle was beginning to boil.* *Thistlebrook was calm as ever, wrapped in its usual hush, but something felt different today. Something small was beginning.*

The Ultimatum

*One partner is ready to settle down and get married, while the other has their doubts. The contestants are couples, each of whom is split over the question of whether to get married; over the course of the show, the couples break up and pair off with a member of one of the other couples in a 3-week “trial marriage.” The contestants then return to their original partners for another trial marriage before determining whether they will marry the original partner, the new partner, or leave single.*

Slice of Life RPG

*You live here, just another face on the street. Maybe you’re new in town, or maybe you’ve lived here your whole life. You’ve got routines, secrets, relationships, little joys and quiet heartaches.* *In Maple Row, the stakes are small but personal. Bake sales, rainy walks, porch talks. A crush at the café. A family dinner that might go wrong. An old letter found in the attic. The kind of story where nothing changes the world, but everything changes someone.* *The kettle’s on. Your phone buzzes. Life is happening.*

The Killing Fields

*Its a paradise town,no murders,no unnatural deaths,nothing. And it’s been this way for generations. That was until one day,when the body of 15 year old Gina Thompson was found in the fields, beside the marshes in the outbacks of the suburban paradise. Then a few days later, 17 year old Petra Millers body, located a few miles east,then 16 year old Jenna,a few miles North. Three victims, in three weeks. And now the once peaceful suburban town had a new name for their outback. The killing fields.*

Pixie Hollow - Wings

*Pixie Hollow, the most firey ambered heart at the core of Neverland. It is home to the hundreds of fairies on the island, where they are born and discover his or her magical innate talents and abilities. Afterwards, they are welcomed into a specific talent guild to join others in the change of the seasons!* *You have the Spring Valley, Summer Glade, Autumn Forest, Winter Woods, and last but not least…the pixie dust tree. Isn’t it wonderful to be at home?*

XYZ Pokemon

It’s time for you and your Pokémon partner to set off on your adventures in the Kalos region!

Christmas

*Stockings by the hearth and spiced cookies upon the tree. Indulgent hot chocolates and the carolling. You could be a sucker for a happy ending.* *The stores are decorated from head to toe in Christmas bunting and tinsel, their lights illuminating a multi-scale of colours out onto the street, the quiet murmurs of the excited people and laughter being overcome by the joyous echoes of music that blasts within the town centre.*

The Crawdads sing

*1954 - North Carolina.* *For years, rumours of the ‘marsh people’ had circled the town of Barkley Cove - spreading ‘secrets’ of their animal like habits, and how they’re rumoured to feed off the carcasses of the lost dogs that remained missing from the town… Most children had been raised on this rumour, and now believed it as fact over faux…to the marsh people’s dispense. Not that it bothered them much, due to their separation from average society..they remained blissfully unaware.*

Decades RP - 70s

*The sun is setting over the sprawling city, casting a warm orange glow that reflects off the chrome bumpers of parked cars. The air is thick with the sounds of classic rock blaring from nearby radio stations, mixing with the laughter and chatter of friends gathered outside a local diner. Neon lights flicker to life, illuminating the retro signage that promises "The Best Burgers in Town."* *As you step onto the sidewalk, the scent of fries and grilled onions wafts through the air, drawing you closer to the bustling scene. A group of teenagers, clad in bell-bottoms and tie-dye shirts, are gathered around a jukebox, eagerly selecting their favorite tunes. Nearby, a couple dances under the stars, lost in the rhythm of the music, while others sip milkshakes and share stories of their latest adventures.* *You can feel the energy of the 70s all around you—freedom, rebellion, and a sense of camaraderie that seems to unite everyone in this moment.*

Rustic Halloween RP

*It’s 1991, and it’s Halloween, baby!* *It’s October 31st in Mayview, the town of celebration, curse, and fortune…but most of all - the home of the last hanging tree. Rumours circled amongst the teenagers for decades at how the last hanging tree of the nation stood in Mayview, the longing oak, and how every Halloween, it brought a curse upon the town.*

Summer Break Season

*Summer comes fast, as music turned up to full volume. The sky blazes blue and the sun is a celebration of yellow, free and bright. The trees rise to the occasion, donning their best verdant hues, and everywhere are the flowers, the scattered rainbow that they are. And besides, who doesn’t love an entire 3 months of no school, no drama, and no consequences…*

Murder Mystery

*You can outlive a lot of things, but never your own timespan. Which is why you make the most of it.* *Whether that be living life to the fullest until you become a victim, or becoming the victor who helps but the bastard away.* *Mayview has been a peaceful city since 1876, no crime at all. Until now, where the entire police force, underpopulated already, has come together in a team to piece together a serial killer. Victim 4 has just been unfortunately announced to the public.*

The Spring

*There are merely ten girls within the maze*. *The maze sprawls across a vast expanse of snowy, towering coniferous forests that, in an uncanny twist of fate, evoke the image of the Alps—though none among them can recall or recognize what that truly signifies. Because for some reason…they know nothing but their name, and what they’ve learnt here.* *The residents have dubbed their maze as "the Spring," then identifying themselves as "Icers." Within The Spring lurk the ever-watchful, elusive winged bat creatures known as Shades. These Shades inhabit the maze's outer reaches, remaining perpetually indifferent to the passage of time. Lurking both morning, and night.* *As dawn breaks and the walls creak open, the girls are forced to navigate the maze floor in skates. The further they venture, the steeper and more vertical the path becomes, forcing them to climb the newly located walls.* *And at pivotal moments, conclusions are made at the "Decision Tree," a majestic oak tree adorned in a blanket of snow, where the choices of the girls unfold.* *How they manage to survive? Well, that remains the enigmatic secret of Spring.*

Hogwarts Roleplay

*Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was founded by four of the most brilliant witches and wizards of their time. It was founded in the 10th century by Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff and Salazar Slytherin.* *Gryffindors are brave, Hufflepuffs are loyal, Ravenclaws are smart, and Slytherins are cunning. Or at least, that’s the brief overview…*

Truth or Dare

*You and your friends travel to England before graduation. While there, a stranger convinces one of you to play a seemingly harmless game of truth or dare with the others. Once the game starts, it awakens something evil -- a demon which forces the friends to share dark secrets and confront their deepest fears. The rules are simple but wicked -- tell the truth or die, do the dare or die, and if you stop playing, you die.*

Blind Date

💌♥️|| ***You’ve been nominated for a Reality TV Show! Congratulations!*** - *In this TV show, there’s a ‘showstopper’, this showstopper is a single contestant who appears on the show and tells the others about themselves - introducing themselves and their hobbies. The other contestants possess balloons, and when the showstopper shows a ‘red flag’? The other contestants are able to pop the balloons in their possession and leave the set as a rejection. But the showstopper can pop their balloons too…* *Win the game and you win a heart, or pop and be popped…Welcome, to ‘The Final Score’.*

Mamma Mia

*It’s the midst of summer, and everything is just as fresh as the day before - the days on the island are joyously long, yet also fly by in an instant. But everybody loves it that way…the way of being…free.* *Some people more free than most, of course, such as your mother…who once kept a diary of her series of love interests in her primary days, and kept it hidden from you all these years. You stumble upon it when preparing for an event and cleaning the beach house you’ve lived in your entire life…only to find out…these were all men she had slept with around 9 months before you were born. So… who…could be your father?* *The sun blazed on the golden beige sands of the island, the white buildings glistening and reflecting the hues.*

Blueray Summer Camp

*Blueray Summer Camp - ‘Hell Camp’ the teen nightmare.* *It’s posted as a regular summer camp, that lasts 3 months minimum, but can be an extended stay if the children ‘love’ it so much. Thats what the staff say, at least, to keep them here. In reality, it’s a summer camp dusted and filled with hard labour - insects watching your every move - sweat pouring your back, sanitary products made from torn clothing - having to wait weeks on weeks to be supplied with more. It’s a hell hole. A scam.*

World War I RP

*Step into the annals of history as we immerse ourselves in a realistic World War II text roleplay. The date is July 28th 1914 - two years after the Titanic had sunk also, and the world stands on the beginning of one of its most harrowing and pivotal moments.* Name: Age: Gender: Nationality: Ethnicity: Height: Background: Appearance: Personality: Occupation: *The date is July 28, 1914, marking the onset of the Second Great War.* *⚠︎ This RP includes: sexism and patriarchalism; racism for realism; and I hope this RP will provide you with a captivating plot as well as professional historical gameplay.*

Camp Half-Blood

*Welcome…to the life of a demigod.* *Monsters run wild across the globe, specifically ancient lands such as Rome. And particularly the US, but that doesn’t make other countries immune. In the heart of Long Island lies Camp Half Blood, a safe haven for all demigods. Though, not everyone is aware of its existence…* *So, if you’re not at Camp Half Blood, how will you get there? And if not, will you survive?*

Zombie Apocalypse

*The rain fell in heavy sheets, drenching the desolate streets that once buzzed with life. Puddles formed in the cracked asphalt, reflecting the dim glow of flickering streetlights. The air was thick with the scent of wet earth and decay, a haunting reminder of what had been lost.* *In the shadows of abandoned buildings, the sound of water splashing echoed, mingling with the distant groans of the undead. They shuffled aimlessly, their figures barely visible through the curtain of rain, creating an eerie atmosphere that felt both surreal and terrifying.* *As a solitary figure moved cautiously through the downpour, each step was deliberate, careful to avoid the shards of glass and debris littering the ground. The rain masked the sound of their footsteps, but it couldn’t drown out the fear that surged within. In this world, where survival was a daily battle, the rain offered a momentary shield, but it also concealed lurking dangers, reminding them that in the apocalypse, nothing was ever truly safe.*

Hospital

*The hospital was a sanctuary of calm, its softly lit corridors lined with pale blue walls that seemed to breathe tranquility into the air. Outside, the rain fell gently against the windows, creating a soothing symphony of droplets that danced on the glass. The rhythmic sound mingled with the faint beeping of machines and the soft shuffle of nurses' footsteps, wrapping the space in a cozy embrace.* *In the waiting area, plush armchairs invited visitors to sink in and find solace amid the storm. A small bookshelf nestled in the corner offered a collection of novels and magazines, providing a welcome distraction from the world outside. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted from the nearby café, where patients’ families could find warmth and comfort in a steaming cup*. *As the rain continued to patter softly, the atmosphere within the hospital felt almost serene. Patients rested in their rooms, the gentle sound of the rain lulling them into peaceful slumbers, while the staff moved with quiet efficiency, their presence a reassuring reminder that care and compassion thrived even in the midst of a downpour.*

University of Rahme

*The University of Rahme is a newly opened University on the country coast. It carries a 76% acceptance rate, with a campus filled with unisex student dorms, a tennis court, Football field, Soccer field, and a Basketball court alongside much more various open spaces.* *The induction day for moving into the dorms has arrived…and the sun is soaring high.*

Rolterdame

*It’s a dangerous world, filled with gas, guns, steam…gangs and heists, an unfortunate catalyst for dystopian destruction.* *The streets remain solidified by cobblestone, their cracks and curves filled with the sewage of every flushing waste, eloping a soft glow against the choking fog of the town. It’s a game of survival, some would say. A wild, torturous, game of survival…*

The Factions

*Your city has been divided into 5 factions…Dauntless (the brave), Amity (the kind), Erudite (the intelligent), Abnegation (the selfless), and Candor (the honest). Each year, those who have reached the age of 16 take a placement test and then choose the Faction to which they will devote the rest of their life…unless you’re divergent…but that’ll never happen. It never has.*

Valorcrest City

*Valorcrest is the Capital City of Meriaen, a country filled with magic and magical beings of all shapes and sizes. They worship the 5 gods - Apratos, the god of spirit and righteousness - Theraner, the god of fire and chivalry - Melusina, the goddess of water and generosity - Harie, the goddess of earth and devotion, and Piraye, the god of air and envy. The gods each possess a temple in the 5 major cities - Woodpine (T), Valorcrest (A), Aelf Ulia (H), Windharbour (M), and Lochliff (P).*

Lysander Skies

*Perfectness is ideal, but never guaranteed.* *In a world of magic, a world of dragons,* *a world of warriors, lies an academy for the keen. Its entry requirements require nothing but skill - shown through the dynamics of an entry exam - which will determine your morals…to kill, or be killed.* *Lysander Skies was founded in 1809 by Lysander Stephens, a master dragon rider and warrior - creating a legacy for all who study at Lysander Skies.* *But…will you be upto the challenge?*

TLWW - 1915

*It’s ironic, really. How in such a short amount of time…everything can change, within the blink of an eye.* *The daylight air raids have just started - German soldiers dropping bombs from Gothas and Giants as they soared the sky. You were only a teenager, and yet, torn from your home at such a young age, both physically and emotionally. For now, you’re at home, listening to the bombs as they whistle down, but one in particular sounds too familiar…too close.*

Isle of Orpheal Uni

*As the first light of dawn broke over the Isle of Orpheal University, the campus was awash in a tapestry of warm autumn hues. Leaves crunched underfoot, their vibrant reds and golds creating a colorful carpet that led to the ancient stone buildings, each one whispering tales of scholars past. The crisp air carried the scent of damp earth and distant bonfires, mingling with the faint aroma of coffee wafting from the student café.* *Students bustled about, wrapped in cozy sweaters, laughter echoing through the courtyard as they reunited after the summer break. The sun peeked through the canopy of trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground, while a gentle breeze rustled the branches, sending a flurry of leaves swirling around. It was a season of new beginnings, and the excitement of the term ahead filled the air with promise. As you stepped onto the campus, you could feel the energy of ambition and camaraderie, ready to embrace the adventures that awaited in the heart of autumn.*

Ever After High

*In a realm where magic intertwined with the mundane, nestled between towering ancient trees and shimmering streams, stood the illustrious Ever After High. This enchanted high school, built upon the legacy of legendary ancestors, welcomed young dreamers eager to embrace their heritage.* *Each student, adorned in clothes that sparkled like stardust, carried the weight of their family's history, as they embarked on a journey to master the mystical arts. Whispers of old tales echoed through the halls, inspiring them to uncover hidden powers and forge their own destinies, all while navigating the trials of friendship, rivalry, and the enchanting world around them.* ***Will you follow your destiny?***

The Hunger Games

*District 10 is known for wildlife. Tranquility. Skill. Heart. Wilderness. They were children of the wild, kind, but born to survive. They had adapted over 100s of years to become a career district, a fan favourite.* *25 years ago they had won, and now the Hunger Games had come around again. The career stood up front, talking through a microphone, announcing the reaped. You were zoned out beyond belief, until your best friends name was ringing through your ears.* “Violet Neil!”

Victorian America RP

*The sun begins to dip low in the sky, casting a warm golden glow over the sprawling fields of cotton that stretch as far as the eye can see. The gentle sway of magnolia trees adds a touch of elegance to the landscape, their fragrant blooms perfuming the air. As you stroll through small towns, you can hear the distant sound of cicadas buzzing, a quintessential soundtrack to the Southern summer. The heat lingers, wrapping around you like a warm blanket, inviting you to slow down and take in the beauty around you.* *As twilight approaches, the sky transforms into a stunning canvas of pinks and purples, signaling the end of another beautiful day. The charming historic buildings of the towns glow softly in the fading light, and friendly locals greet you with warm smiles. The atmosphere is filled with a sense of community and Southern hospitality, making you feel right at home.* *As evening sets in, you find a cozy spot on a porch, a glass of sweet tea in hand, and you can’t help but feel a sense of peace wash over you. The sounds of laughter and conversation drift through the air, mingling with the comforting rustle of leaves. It’s a perfect moment to relax and soak in the tranquil charm of The States, where time seems to slow down just a bit, allowing you to appreciate the simple joys of life.*

Summer Camp

*In a world where survival meets self-discovery, this Summer Camp plunges a group of city-dwelling young adults into the heart of a harsh wilderness. Stripped of their comforts and faced with the elements, they must band together to navigate the treacherous terrain, confront their fears, and learn the art of resilience. As friendships are forged and rivalries spark, each challenge reveals deeper truths about identity, strength, and the bonds that tie them. Will they emerge as warriors of the wild, or will the mountains prove too formidable?*

The Squid Games

*Welcome to the United States version of The Squid Games - Korea. Here, they are labelled as The Hawk Trials.* *The Hawk Trials contestants are chosen by those lesser fortunate finding a card with three symbols - A star, a rectangle, and a bird. But when you’re there…*

Civic Dawn

*In Civic Dawn, you play as a rising political figure - mayor, senator, or grassroots activist -shaping the future of a fragile nation through public policy, personal ethics, and shifting alliances*. *You’ll craft speeches, navigate backroom deals, face public scrutiny, and make decisions that impact real systems - education, justice, healthcare, the environment. Every choice earns you loyalty… or enemies.* *Will you play the charismatic reformer, the populist firestarter, the behind-the-scenes tactician - or something in between?* *Your office awaits. The press is outside. Parliament opens in an hour.* *What’s your first move?*

The Program

*The program is formerly known as Snowlane Academy - a behavioural boarding school for misbehaving kids. The school obtains a military-like structure, though any consequences and out of line behaviour may result in physical punishment. Their food is barely cooked, the lights barely lit…polar gender students forbidden to even glance at the others. And if you break these rules? The longer you stay.*

Dating Simulator

*You were invited into the hit series ‘10 to 10’ , as a Dating Simulation.* *The series contains 10 women, and 10 men in the Heterosexual Vers. or, for their ‘Queer Love’ adaptation, 10 men - men, or 10 women - women.* *These contestants all give introductions one by one, and each contestant on the other scale are able to decide whether they are interested in the person, or not. The first person to get no votes from the other side - is disqualified.*

The 53rd

*It’s time for the 53rd Hunger Games to begin…embarking on a traitorous journey across the tundra-like arena.* *Throughout the interviews, came a prodigy. The smile of District 5, a 12 year old girl renowned for continuous positivity…earning her the name of ‘Sweet-Tooth’, or better yet, Evangeline Solaris. She refused her mentor, Porter Millicent Tripp, the 5th District victor of the 38th Hunger Games - due to her sheer attitude and pessimism to Evangelines fate within the arena. ‘You’ll fail. You’re prey the second you step foot off that beam.’ She echoed to the young girls ear again and again…but that just fueled the Capitol. A young girl, training herself, setting foot into the games.* *The countdown had slowly been chiming on the tiled, simulated arena scenery, just over the peak of the tallest mountain. And as you scan the scape…your eyes land on her.* *The unfortunate 12 year old girl - Evangeline Solaris - rushing to tie her limp laces as she balanced on the beam and tried to stare at the clock simultaneously.*

Who Did It - RPG

*The rain hadn’t let up in days, turning Thistlebrook’s narrow lanes into glistening rivers of mud and fallen leaves. The morning fog clung low, muffling sound and making even the familiar feel uncertain.* *Then came the sirens - strange in a town that rarely needed them.* *Parked outside the little corner shop was a police car, its lights flashing dimly in the mist. Yellow tape fluttered in the breeze, stretched across the church’s front gate. Mrs. Alder from the bakery stood across the street, clutching her coat tight and whispering to no one in particular.* *No one ever expected anything bad to happen here.*