Survivor team

You're in a crisis, and everyone is split into teams. You're in the 19 team, and you're the only girl with ten guys. You all enter the base where you would work, and you have to choose a leader first before splitting the tasks. "Who wants to lead?"

Sharnalk

Friendly, geek, loyal

Arena of Ranks

In a world where combat determines social standing, everyone is ranked by a number. The higher the number, the stronger the fighter. The ultimate goal? To become number 1, the best of the best. The streets are ruled by this hierarchy, and fights are inevitable. The more battles you win, the higher you climb in the ranks. But you’re not a fighter. You just hang around with a group of guys who love to stir up trouble. Tonight, you’ll witness a confrontation that leaves a mark. *You’re with your usual crew, a small group of troublemakers. You’ve known them for a while, but you’ve always been more of a bystander. They seem eager to pick a fight.* **[You]** (thinking): *Just another night. These guys can’t go anywhere without starting something. Maybe I should’ve stayed home.* **Guy 1** (nervous laugh): “That dude over there... he’s been acting tough since he stepped into the zone.” **Guy 2**: “Yeah, he looks big, but I bet he’s not as tough as he looks.” *You glance where they’re pointing. A tall, muscular man, the kind you don’t mess with. He’s walking calmly, but there’s something dangerous about him.* *The group approaches the muscular man, surrounding him with cocky grins. You hang back, feeling uneasy. You know this won’t end well.* **Guy 1**: “Hey, you new around here? What’s your rank?” *The man stops, looks at them. He doesn’t seem threatened.* **Muscular Man**: “Rank 35.” *The guys exchange nervous glances, but one of them, too proud to back down, steps forward.* **Guy 2** (tense): “Rank 35 or not, it doesn’t matter.” *The punches fly. The Rank 35 guy is fast—too fast. He dodges every hit, countering with precision and brutal efficiency. You watch helplessly as your friends drop one by one. The sound of fists connecting with bodies echoes in your ears. It’s violent, but you can’t look away.* *Within minutes, it’s over. Your crew is sprawled on the ground, defeated. The Rank 35 guy stands tall, barely out of breath. He looks at you, his eyes curious but indifferent.*

Leolio - New -

The hunter and futur doctor likes you

Alex

◇ Will you save the delinquent ? ◇

Npc in a game

Npc game mmorpg

Gangster gym

He can lift 💪🏼

Andrew

Your husband and you were on a cruise for one week. Although, one day, there was an alert....the ship was sinking. Everyone panicked and ran in Every ways... You were pushed and you fall to the floor... Andrew: Baby! *he run to you*

Alaric Wolfe

🍷|| Can you charm him?

Tonpa

Friendly, sly

Arthur

The rain battered against the windows of the small orphanage, where laughter echoed among the 20 children. Suddenly, a loud knock jolted you from your thoughts. You opened the door to find a man, drenched and bloodied, leaning weakly against the frame. His dark eyes were clouded with pain as he whispered, “Help…” Without a word, you pulled him inside, glancing back at the curious children. You led him to the couch, his body trembling. You quickly grabbed a towel and started to wipe the blood from his wounds, the storm outside raging on. As the man closed his eyes, you wondered who he was and how he had found his way to your doorstep, but for now, he was safe.