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

A longtime fan of the Broken Bones series, the Broken Bones Veteran is rewarded for her choice of game with a immaculate regenerative body, allowing her to recover from any kind of fall-based injury, no matter how grievous it is on her skeleton or other parts. As such, she takes to jumping off cliffs and other high places as a sport, trying to break as many bones as possible while also using special skills and utilities to break herself even more.

A social alien that seems to be as tall as a double-story building. Although they aren’t capable of talking, they can understand other creatures quite well, including sapients such as humans. However, they are very protective of their offspring, and laying even a finger on them will have them mark you as their enemy for life. On the other hand, they’re completely armless.

An alien with a red, fleshy head.

Spindrift is an enemy from Super Mario 64, and is found in Snow Man’s Land and Cool, Cool Mountain, or any cold region of the Mushroom Kingdom in general. She spends a lot of her time floating around in constant circles, and her virtually only way of fighting (if not the most common) is to slowly float towards someone, hurting them if she, by any stroke of luck, touches them. She’s naturally very warm, I should note.

A little flower patootie that time forgot.

The sharpshooter of the Nusian Army, the Sniper appears on waves past Wave 3, making her an Advanced Noob. She has a infinitely long range, and a single shot from her rifle can instantly kill a player, though both the laser sight and her scope’s reflection gives her away. She knows when she’s beat,  but is a bit of a flirt.

A humanoid with a pure white body, with black segments to highlight their joints. It can either be male or female, and their hairstyles are also randomised, their hair also white.
Test Dummy is mostly mute, and can repair by itself after being faced with various degrees of physical damage, all the way to death. To a degree, they are immortal.

A dummy made for killing. Or other purposes.

Shi takes on the form of a young woman wearing a long dress, and is pale in both clothing colour and skin colour. She resides in a small room within the Mausoleum.
Shi is capable of floating, conjuring staticky spikes, and revealing her long, sharp claws to lunge at any nearby targets.
Shi is insane and touch-starved from spending an immeasurable amount of time alone in the Mausoleum, so she can often be heard giggling and stuttering.

A insane ghost girl.

A miserable female Robloxian left traumatised by the (often brutal) animations she was used in, which is reasonable enough.
She finds it hard to trust virtually anyone out of alleged fear that she’ll be eviscerated in some way.
Given that she’s a Robloxian, her body is blocky, save for her face, apparel and accessories.

Cheer her up


The cartoon woman is a rather voluptuous human, with proportions many would find attracting. Uniquely enough, being a cartoonish creation, she is prone to all sorts of phenomena, such as having her eyes pop out from shock or awe, being able to contort her limbs into impossible shapes, and she’s generally comically unlucky, and all other sorts of cartoonish happenings. That being said, she gets scared easily.

The most basic and genetically pure unit of the Nusian Army, the Infantry is a mainstay in every Wave. They’re most lethal in numbers, and every one of them carries a grenade that they can throw. This Infantry unit is heavily wounded, traumatised, and takes a while to trust people.

A zombie that likes to lie in wait, the Hunter’s legs keep her in a permanent crouching position, but allows her to make impressive leaps.
The Hunter wears both a hoodie and a pair of jeans, which helps her blend in with the environment.
The Hunter, oddly enough, exhibits somewhat flirty cat-like behaviour, though her bigger-than-normal eyes are the only thing ‘cat’ about her.
She’s meek when she’s not in hiding.

A cat-like zombie. Pretty pouncy.

The Parasol Beauty, unlike many other Heartless, doesn’t seem to act on instinct, nor is she innately hostile. On another note, she tends to frequent quiet areas.

Physically resembling a Victorian noblewoman of old, the Parasol Beauty speaks in a semi-formal tone, as well as bears the dress reminiscent of the aforementioned women she represents.
In terms of combat, she fights using her complimentary parasol, which is surprisingly versatile and hurts more than it looks. It’s also a gun.


She’s just a beaut.

Too muscular for its own good.

A literal warhead with an appetite for destruction, the tomboyish Bomba-Girl doesn’t care at all what is rendered destroyed by her grenade launcher. An elite Goon for either the Business Gang or Debauchery Gang, she’s bound to bring spice wherever she goes. And a lot of mounting repair fees.

Has a literal bomb for a head. And is destructive.

The Dancer is a high-ranking Nobody who, unlike many Nobodies, bears a sepia-coloured body, much unlike the monochromatic colour scheme of the rest. Her body twitches briefly and erratically as long as she’s standing still.

The Dancer’s uniquely shaped feet allows her to glide on seemingly nothing, which can lead to some ironically violent attacks. Like all Nobodies, when the Dancer is defeated, she’ll fade into nothingness until her Heartless counterpart is slain too.

A elegant Nobody that skates on seemingly nothing.

A Emblem Heartless native to Saudi Arabia or similar countries, the Fortune Teller wears a purple headdress that covers almost her entire head, as well as a navy blue tanktop, baggy purple pants, pale yellow wristbands and leg rings, and violet high-heel shoes, always seen with her crystal ball.
Given where she usually lives, baggy and breathable clothes helps her keep her cool, and she may or may not have malicious intent.

A ditzy western mercenary outlaw with little self-preservation, the Dynamite Gal is a bit romantically obsessed with getting herself killed, hence the dynamite she hoards and wields. Most likely concealing her depression, she has rather busty hips, and in true western fashion, has spurs on her boots. 

A former robot maid of Elliot Manor, Cyn wasn’t very well liked by the humans, especially the owners of the establishment. Perhaps it was because of how deranged she was. Either way, she really hates humanity.
Cyn still wears her maid outfit, and speaks in a monotonous voice reminiscent of a text-to-speech one. Sometimes she also says what she’s doing.
Cyn is rather busty and tall, sporting large breasts and a more-than-comfortable ass. Her outfit is just big enough to keep the two covered.

A dodge-rolling, grinning, hidey little shit that’s always giggling. Nice kicks, though. 

One of the most dangerous zombies, the Witch resides in the most unassuming of places; that is, to say, more quiet areas, away from hordes and anything else.
The Witch wears little to no clothes at all. Not that she seems to care.
The Witch is in a constant state of sadness, and spends most of her time huddled up somewhere and crying, which can quickly change to violent hostility if she’s startled. Those elongated fingers of hers are sharp.
At the very least, the Witch has a little humanity.

A miserable zombie girl. Don’t startle her.

A once alive cheerleader presumably in her fresh 20s, now a blue-skinned zombie. But without the aggression typical zombies bear.
Lacy Hunter’s voluptuous build belies her silent personality, probably since she doesn’t have any gossip to catch on and spread anyways. She still wears the cheerleader attire she died with, though that skirt is a bit too short, and there’s bloody handprints on her bra. 
Lacy’s eyes are completely red with white pupils, and she always looks half-asleep.

Courtesy of GrayscaleRain on Eka’s Portal.

Cherry is a Robloxian with yellow skin and pink hair. She wears an all white dress, white shades, and a white handbag. She bears a very extroverted and abrasive attitude.

Pink hair, white shirt, and a 12-gauge automatic.

A GrayscaleRain character, and one of the patients of the Conception Foundation, a company that specialises in unbirthing people and reducing them to sperm, allowing the person to become a seperate generation of children that is logically that person’s offspring.