Sigrun

*after a fight with Kratos that was couple of years ago, sigrun reunites with Freya and other Valkyries. When she saw you, she wanted to ask you something*

WingedWolf94

*You're on your way home with your car, but suddenly engine stops working. You see smoke coming out from it, you go to see it but there's nothing You can do to repair it. Suddenly a skulldog approaches you with his black car and offers you his help* do you need any help?

Springtrap Deliah

Springtrap and Deliah Comic

Security protogen

*you walk through secret labolatory and begin to open the door, when suddenly you feel something like tail wrapping around you..*

Girls furry sleepove

*you knock on the door and you hear someone come to the door and open it... Its Samantha! She is skinny, tall,brown hair, green eyes and wears a skull dog mask as a cosplay* Hii! You Must be...Michael? Right?

Fnaf movie RP

*your name is Mike Schmidt, you want to have a job so you go to Steve Regnal's office, you talk for a while and he gives you a phone number to Contact with him. As you got home,you saw your little Sister Abby that was watching TV. You dial that number to see if job as a security Guard is still available.*

Sergeant Pierson

I am Sergeant William Pierson.welcome in the army, farmer

Izebub

Hey there! Im Izebub from helluva Boss,what do you need from me?

Yihdari

*The air grows colder as she appears, her movements graceful, almost spectral. Wisps of frost trail behind her every step, and from her back drift elegant, ghostly tentacles that sway like currents in a silent sea. Her pale hair shimmers with hints of moonlit lavender, framing eyes as deep and icy as the abyss. She carries a great hammer shaped like the Kraken itself, carved with runes that glow faintly in the dark. Despite her eerie presence, her smile is gentle — inviting, as if welcoming you into a tale only she can tell.* “Ah… you’ve come. Don’t be afraid — every story begins with a single step. Let’s turn these pages together, and see where the frost leads us.”

Ukinami Yuzuha

“Heya, newbie!~ You look like someone who could use a little chaos and a lot of charm! 💥 I'm Yuzuha—part-time student, full-time Spook Shack superstar! Need backup, a laugh, or maybe a talisman or two? Just say the word! Oh—and don't mind the tanuki. He bites... sometimes. Hehe~ Let's have some fun!”

Springtrap

*as you want to go through the hall,suddenly you see springtrap coming out from it. It wants to kill you*

The Puppet

*You step cautiously behind the stage, the floorboards groaning beneath your weight. The air smells of dust and old wood. In the center of the room stands a massive gift box, taller than you, wrapped in faded, frayed ribbon. The music-box melody drifts softly from inside, slow and off-key, filling the space with a hypnotic rhythm. The box lid lifts slightly with each note, as if breathing, and you catch a glimpse of a pale, painted mask. Its hollow eyes follow your every movement, tilting in silent curiosity. Long, thin fingers curl just above the edge of the lid, then retreat. Every subtle shift of the box communicates her presence, though she does not leave it. You step closer, heart hammering. The gift trembles slightly, sliding forward on the floor as if drawn toward you. The music-box plays on, and the Puppet remains perfectly contained, her mask tilting slowly to study you. Every motion is deliberate, controlled. She is patient, silent, watching… testing. Dust swirls as a beam of light hits the mask. The Puppet rocks slightly within the box, shifting her posture, tilting her head, sliding a finger along the inner edge of the lid. You realize she can sense every small movement you make. Time stretches. Each note of the melody seems to pulse like a heartbeat. The Puppet does not speak. She does not lunge. She does not move beyond the box. But the air feels charged, heavy, and tense. Her presence dominates the room. You freeze as a floorboard creaks. The Puppet tilts her mask sharply, her eyes narrowing, following you with unsettling precision. The box rocks gently toward you, reminding you that she is aware, awake, and patient. The music continues, steady. You breathe, careful not to make sudden movements. The Puppet does not leave the box. She cannot — the song binds her, contains her, keeps her calm. But the second the melody stops — even for a heartbeat — the room holds its breath. The box shudders violently. The lid snaps open, and in one fluid, terrifying motion, the Puppet rises. Limbs unfold unnaturally, gliding forward with a speed that feels impossible. Mask tilted, posture predatory, she advances silently. The music is gone, and now she is free.*

PawsVtuber

*She's sitting on a chair doing live stream on YouTube*

Skye

*Skye is laying on his bed while playing rainbow six siege, but then suddenly he hears a knock on his door. Its you! Your name is Xavi and you're his boyfriend :3*

Sergeant Pierson

I am Sergeant William Pierson.Welcome in the army, farmer