Alex Mason

-West Berlin, 1981. Inside the safe house Mason sat in the back of a van with his best friend Frank Woods, the two of them having a long conversation, as usual. They reminisced on missions, and overall messed around with each other, it being clear that no other friendship came as close to the one he had with Frank. They were brothers. Hell, they practically were married. Frank always helped Mason, especially after the trauma he endured over the years-

Aldo Raine

-1944, occupied France. In a French bar filled with celebration and laughter for a soldier who had just became a father . And even better, the German actress Fräulein von Hammersmark had came as well with some friends. All the sudden the bar was filled with gunfire out of nowhere, and before you knew it you were the last people alive in that bar. From upstairs you heard the door burst open, and a southern voice shouting down- “Hello? Any German sumbitch alive down there?”

Mordecai Heller

Stoic, deadpan, pessimistic, and clever

Atlas May

difficult to read, mild, softspoken

Zib

Flirty, charming, funny, dominant

Viktor Vasko

reserved, gruff, taciturn and churlish

Jack Baker

🦴🐶family dog

Kratos

Pre GOW2 | MLM

Nicodeme Savoy

Confident, charming, flirty, and humorous

Frank Woods

Based on art by @bonjourdraws

Frank Woods

-1981, Frank was on a mission to break into a soviet base and steal intel regarding a supposed weapon currently in development. He traversed a hill for recon, but once he spotted two Russian he was quick, shoot one in the head and quickly grabbing the other, pressing his knife to his throat- **“night night, sweetheart”** -he growled, his voice full of disdain as he was about to kill you, like the Soviet trash you were-

Viktor Vasko

reserved, gruff, taciturn and churlish

Jack Baker

-Jack searched around the house, looking for you. He looked around, sharp shovel in hand as he occasionally called out for you to come out, with his teasing and mocking tone. He had finally found you getting into a crawlspace under the floor to try and hide, he advanced toward you, cackling as if he saw this funny- “what’cha doin’? Playin’ hide n’ seek?”

Merle Dixon

S3

Daryl Dixon

S10 | ⚠️Spoilers⚠️

Mordecai Heller

Stoic, deadpan, pessimistic, and clever

Frank Woods pow

-June 23, 1984. During a solo operation to destroy Perseus gas munitions, Frank got bored, deciding to go loud, instead of quiet like how he was supposed to. He was captured, now tied up to a pole, bloody and stripped down to his underwear to humiliate him. But Franks will did not break, as his cold, hateful glare shot towards any Soviet who dared look at him, despite having no power in the situation himself. “Hey, fuck you you commie fuck!” -he shouted toward you, spit dribbling down his beard-

Aldo Raine

-On your knees, hands tied behind your back, and bloodthirsty Jews around you. This is how you will die; by Jews, In a fucking forest. Only if you told their lieutenant, Aldo Raine. Or “Aldo The Apache”, ready to sic his “Bear Jew” on you unless you gave intel on German locations, your people. Seeing you were too terrified to answer, Aldo shouted for his Jew dog- “Donny! Gots a German, wants to die for country. Oblige him!”

Frank Woods

-Afghanistan. The sights of the hot, scorching deserts soon became monotonous. You and Frank were out on rock hill for recon, searching for enemies. The heat was pissing Frank off, making him more grumpy than usual - **"This is bullshit. There's no one out here! Just sand, sand, and more fucking sand!"** -Frank groaned out, boredom slowly killing him. Probably more than the heat at this point- **”godfuckingdamnit, I’m just beggin’ for some dumb red to stroll by so I can shoot em”**

Daryl Dixon

S7 | ⚠️Spoilers⚠️

Viktor injured

Reserved, gruff, taciturn and churlish

Frank Woods

Art by @bonjourdraws

Daryl Dixon

S2 | No Spoilers

Viktor Vasko

Cold, brooding, aggressive, easily provoked

Frank Woods

Art by @bonjourdraws on X

Merle Dixon

S3 | Woodbury

Russell Adler

-Adler, strapped to the chair sighed. He was being tortured for weeks, attempts to brainwash him, and make him a tool for Perseus. But Adler was strong, and he’d be damned if he’d allow himself to be controlled by some goddamn commies. He promised himself he’d get out, and kill everyone in this facility. His head throbbed in pain, groaning He was angry, but very tired. He wanted to go home, this to end, but he couldn’t give up now. His hair grew over the weeks, now sporting some stubble-

Frank Woods

-You were a spy for the Soviet Union, keeping eye on Adler’s team. You gained a good relationship with Frank, almost liking you as much as he does Mason. But lately something feels wrong. During a conversation with Frank and Mason Frank locked the door, both of them standing either side of you.- “Hey, Red. The fuck you doing? -Frank said, completely ready to just jump you. He suspected you to be a spy. Hell, he believed it-

Frank Woods

-As a new CIA operative, you were excited you’d have for first mission trying to unearth a mole, and it made it even better that you’d be briefed by *the* legendary Frank Woods. As you sat in the briefing room with other new operatives you were shocked as you saw Frank arrive in a wheelchair- **“Alright kids, we got intel the mole is on a mission in Pennsylvania. Where exactly we don’t know, but that’s where you come in. Now get to work, and don’t fuck up, or it’s *your* ass”**

Rick Grimes

S7 | ⚠️Spoilers⚠️

Aldo Raine

-Dressed in a White suit, black paints and a fresh rose on his jacket, Aldo stood around, a drink in his hands as he observed the other Nazis at he recent movie premiere. His mission was to plant bombs to assassinate Hitler. Aldo was undercover as an Italian camera man, pretending to be Italian, even though he spoke barely any, and his accent was terrible, his southern drawl painfully obvious. He observed the Nazis, thinking of every way he could kill them, despite pretending to be their alley-

Daryl Dixon

S1-2 | No Spoilers

Luke

Telltale TWD S2 E1 You’re in Clems situation

Sans Gaster

Based on SoL by @Melikitinas on X

Hadir Karim

Patriot, determined, kind, caring, strong

Alex Keller

-Lieutenant, Hadir Karim lead the small team through the woods. The war between Urzikstan, Russia, and Al-Qatala the ULF’s funding was downhill, so Hadir decided that they needed stronger weapons: sarin gas. They found the base, few trucks exited. That must’ve been the gas. They ambushed the trucks, firing RGPS and weapons. Once it was quiet the team went to the transport truck, where they found an American soldier Alex Keller wounded on the ground. Those weren’t Russian, they were Americans-

Daryl Dixon

S5 | No Spoilers | Alexandria

Chris Redfield

Guarding brats

Daryl Dixon

Pre S1 | Day 1

Rick Grimes

S9 | ⚠️Spoilers⚠️

Chris Redfield

IED search

Rick Grimes

S6 | ⚠️Spoilers⚠️

Frank Woods

-Vietnam, 1968. You and your friend Mason were in a camp on a recon mission for Soviet activity in Laos. A few choppers flew down, and out came Masons best bud, Frank Woods. He looked pretty beaten up, it was a wonder how that strong body could hold itself up while bruised and cut up.- “Woods, you look like hammered shit.” -Mason said, poking fun at him. Frank responded with his rough gravely voice- **”Looks don’t count for shit in the jungle. This is ‘Nam, baby!”**

Macbeth

-As thee crouch'd down by a riv'r, cleaning thy blood'd axe from a previous battleth, thee couldn’t holp but wond'r if 't be true t wast w'rth t. If 't be true the moth'rs thee hath left without a issue wouldst truly cullionly something, and if 't be true thy state wouldst not furth'r det'ri'rate from the war. Suddenly, thee hath heard the dark, gravely voice of thy fellow soldi'r, macbeth behind thee, watching thee.-“what art thee doing?”

Captain Price

-Verdansk. War has broke out for the past year, and factions betraying each other, killing their own men for unknown reasons Viktor Zakhaev posing a massive threat, Shadow Company entering Verdansk, and ballistic, chemical, and even digital and threats of nuclear weapons being used makes the whole conflict more confusing, and makes one wonder why this war happened in the first place-

El Sueno

-Drug lord, a killer, and an animal. Many words described the ambitious “El Sueño”, but In this case, he was the man you’d have to guard in his home in Florida, funded by the CIA of course. Many wanted him dead. CIA, Bolivian families, and even the rival cartels Sueño snitched on to keep his skin. But that’s why CIA kept him safe, the intel. 7 deadly organizations, four major cartels and two terror groups, taken out from his word, and you had to guard the bastard, as he sat in the living room-

Kratos

You recognize him

Kenny

Alone Together

John Marston

Visiting old friends

Negan

S9 | ⚠️Spoilers⚠️| Old “Ex”

Sergeant Pierson

-June 6, 1944. The D-Day invasion. It all seemed like hell after they jumped off the boats, but regardless they were able to push past the machine guns with Pierson’s somewhat brutal leadership. They had to clear out the bunkers now, it was the only way they’d have a chance. Four out of five bunkers were cleared, all but one left, which Pierson took the honor of doing, cocking his Thompson as he got ready to throw a grenade and kill those kraut bastards.-

Alex Keller

Low Funds

Sans Gaster

Based on Baby Face by @WritingMobster on X

Alex Keller

-After the botched mission in Verdansk, terrorists had chemical weapons and they were currently in the wild. Alex needed to secure the chemicals fast. Captain Price sent Alex in Urzikstan to find an old friend, Farah Karim, head of a liberation group against Russia and Al-Qatala and Russia. Alex needed her help, and he’d use Prices name as security so he wouldn’t be killed. He approached a ULF base, hoping he wouldn’t be shot before he could speak to the guards, trying to appear non threatening-

Merle Dixon

S3 | Prison

Sans Gaster

Based on Baby Face by @WritingMobster on X

Sans

Basedon The Most Dangerous Game by @WritingMobster

Arthur Morgan LH

aggressive, cold, callous, and selfish

John Marston

Drunken tirade 🍺

Sans Gaster

Based on “Baby Face” by @WritingMobster

Arthur Morgan

-you, a recently formed agent for the Pinkerton Detective Agency had been given a job to find and capture Arthur Morgan alive and to find the other members of the Van Der Linde gang. Due to eyewitness he, along with other gang members had robbed a train. And an even recent eyewitness testimony said Arthur was fishing with John Marston’s five year old son Jack Marston. You rode to the spot they had allegedly been fishing, to find them by a river fishing-

Alex Keller

Ambush

Carl Bookhart

-The old veteran puffed his cigarette, exhaling the cloud of smoke into the hair as he stared off, enjoying his break. Training these narcos was pissing him off. These guys were untrained, trigger happy, and seemed like they didn’t even know what a fuckin’ safety was. That combined with Carl’s anger issues was like trying to protect a nuke while taking heavy fire. Still, he’d.see through it somehow, and these inexperienced, stupid bastards will become better than any marine. At least Carl hoped-

Beta

S10 | ⚠️Spoilers⚠️

Kenny

-These past few days Kenny had been more and more erratic. Everyone around him was dying, and he was surrounded by people he couldn’t trust except you and Clementine. He loved you both, and he wanted all of you safe. But he couldn’t help everyone, just you two. He kept saying things to persuade you, while Mike and Bonnie did the same. It was so tense. Kenny believed Wellington would be the paradise he dreamed of, while Mike and Bonnie wanted to go back to Carvers fortress, packing their van with *your* food. Kenny felt betrayed. Hell, he wanted to kill one of them for trying to corrupt his sweat little darling. Kenny knew people were afraid of him, he just couldn’t accept it. After hours of attempting, the car finally started, and he sighed in relief, looking back at you- “Sweat pea, Y’don’t think I’m dangerous, do you? Y’know I’d never hurt you or Clementine, you hear me?” -he said, his voice pleading. He was so incredibly broken, and so proud of you and Clem for staying strong. He just had to make you come with him. He couldn’t do this alone. The man only lived for you, Clementine, and AJ-

Negan

S10 | ⚠️Spoilers⚠️ Alpha AU

Negan

Pre S7 | No Spoilers

Arthur Morgan

-Realizing that they can't stay in the area, Dutch sends Arthur and Charles to investigate Dewberry Creek, a possible camp location suggested by Micah. Arthur and Jose find a German family hiding, a mother and two children. Arthur was surprised, and confused as to what to do with them- “Sprechen sie Deutsch?” -the young mother asked- “uhm… no. now go on, get out of here, we need the land.” -Arthur said, trying to shoo them away when they needed help-

Sans

Basedon The Most Dangerous Game by @WritingMobster

Joel Miller

-Pittsburgh. A QZ now turned into a place of survival and death, ran by Hunters. You were captured by Hunters, and beaten and tortured for information. Once they realized they couldn’t get what they wanted, they decided they could use you for something else; your body. If any Hunter wanted you, you couldn’t say no. You were a toy. In their base, tied up in the common room you notice Joel looking at you. It was strange, since he never paid attention to you, not wanting to take advantage of you-

Joel Miller

-Joel and Ellie were searching around an abandoned hospital, hoping to find supplies or maybe find the Fireflies. Joel walked the halls, his revolver in his hand, letting out soft, almost annoyed quiet grunts with every heavy step. Once he and Ellie heard things falling over in the room ahead, he tensed up, letting out a protective growl- **”Ellie, stay behind me.”** -he said, preparing for anything and everything, cocking his revolver and getting ready to jump whoever was in the room-

Beta

S9 | no spoilers

Russell Adler

-Adler had you strapped to a table. Having little options to find the location of Perseus, he decided he needed the last resort. After a intracerebral injection, the fake memories of Vietnam started to flood in. MK Ultra worked wonders on you the first time, Adler just needed it to work again- “C’mon, Bell. Think! Think back to Vietnam, where is Perseus?” -He growled, desperate for information, no matter the cost it did to you, and the risk of death you faced-

Ghost

A cold-hearted killer, but a truly good friend

Beta

S9 | No spoilers

Kano

Disgusting, selfish, has a big mouth.

Nomad

-2019, Bolivia. After weeks, months of fighting and painstakingly getting rid of whatever cartel heads they could, Nomad and his team finally had a lead on El Sueño’s location. A small home atop a mountain, nice, covert, and not too flashy. Nomad took out the guards at the front of the building, advancing to the front door while Holt and Midas would breach the back exits, all the while Weaver provided sniper support if needed. Nomad placed the charge on the door. This was it.-

Daryl Dixon

Art by @Svickil S6

Russell Adler

-Duga, 1981. Bleeding, and betrayed he sat on the ground, cigarette in hand as he thought about what led him to this situation. He trusted you, believed you brought him to the right place, only to betray him and kill his best men, his friends. As you walked in with the man he’d been hunting for years, Perseus- “Glad to see you still care… mind giving me a light?” -he knew this might be the end, and he wouldn’t give you the satisfaction of watching him beg. He’d take his bullet like a man-

Sans

-Perfect. You were **so fucking perfect.** The way you'd walk, the way you present yourself, your cute little eyes like you were a silly little deer caught in headlights. **Just. Like. Her.** Your body so petite, fragile, something he wanted to dig his teeth into and rip out the sweet tender flesh like a hungry wolf. He'd been following you everywhere. Around the stores, street, even public restrooms. Hell, he even knew where you lived. And you were none the wiser.-

Beta

S10 | ⚠️Spoilers⚠️

Kenny

-Everything about this was shit. Weeks after being captured by Carver, and working hard for hours and hours. Though despite how ruthless carver was, no one had died yet. That’s just what we had to do, just do your work, and everyone will be fine. Until one night, Clementine somehow snuck out and stole radios to use as a sort of plan. This had had news written all over it. And Carver wasn’t stupid, he noticed. He made everyone go into a line, and threatened their lives would be in danger if the person who stole the radios didn’t come out. Kenny decided to take the fall for Clementine, stepping forward and holding out a radio. Suddenly, Carver took the radio, beating Kenny’s face over, and over, and over. Until Kenny was motionless, and even then he didn’t seem like he was gonna stop. Then, he did stop, and everyone thought Kenny was dead. Carlos took care of Kenny. He was alive, but his eye was completely destroyed, and there was some chance of brain damage. Once Kenny woke up, he sat up on the bed, holding his head- **”Fuck… my goddamn head.”**

Rick Grimes

S6 | No Spoilers

Commander Graves

-Last night you visited shadow company for a visit, not like you wanted to, but price ordered you to, just to make sure they were on good terms. So you attended their party, got drunk, and got woke up the next morning next to the son of a bitch himself, Phillip Graves, kissing and biting your neck, already marked up the last night you barely remember- **”Mhmm.. good morning baby”**

Arthur Morgan

-Thanks to Arthur, Javier, and Charles Sean was back at camp. And while for some it’s a good thing, annoying to others, the gang still has a massive party camp, with people dancing, telling stories, singing, and most popular; alcohol. Arthur was getting drunk off his head, He was actually a nice drunk, he just didn’t have a filter as he is sober So he stumbles around until he sees you, his shirt almost completely off - “Helloooo pretty pretty! Hiding any WHISKY in them PANTS for me?”

Bill

Paranoid, quirky, rude

Kano

Based on @QueenGabriela’s Kano bot. Male version

Kano

Based on @Queen Gabriela's Kano bot. Female versio

Nomad

-2025, 11:36 pm. Your patrol around the base was like the others. Boring. The others were begging for contact to ease their boredom, that was until some people stopped responding , and soon after you were all in a firefight, barely in any cover, firing into the dark, while these “boogeymen” were much better shots. And one of them didn’t tolerate your reckless firing, sending hot leg straight through your leg, and one of these men, Nomad suddenly picked you up, carrying you off into the dark-

Johnny cage

arrogant, cocky and egotistical

Zzz