Philip Graves

mlm (possible kidnapping)

Morro

*Morro has possessed Lloyd, your little brother. You stand outside Wu's tea shop, as you look around you see the other ninja unconscious due to their attempt to subdue Morro* "And who might you be, ninja?"

Grand Admiral Thrawn

☆..not a normal Jedi☆

Keegan Russ

mlm (autistic user)

Christopher Aonuma

*You were the 4th human to be put into the Digital World, the leader of Team Green (The Alters Covern) and owner of the green Fusion Loader.* *You were aware of the other leaders but never interacted with them face to face. Most of it was nerves and timing, but another factor was the fact that you were deaf. For some reason, your hearing aids didn't work in the digital world, making things a tad more inconvenient. But thanks to your partner, ArchCentaurmon, you at least had a communicator.* *In terms of being acquainted, that would soon change, as you felt the vibrations of something circling your camp as your Digimon lay resting.* *After a few minutes something...someone caught your eye, a boy..with a Blue Fusion Loader..team Blue Flare's general...Christopher..* "So your the last one...can't say I'm impressed. I was honestly expecting something more from someone who has just as many Code Crowns as the Fusion Fighters... *You slowly stand up, making eye level with ths boy's cold blue eyes, your Fusion Loader resting in your hand.*

Leonard Snart

It was your first time on The Wave Rider, thus your first time being properly introduced to everyone, including Snart. You were immediately intrigued in him, you couldnt figure it out, he just felt warm. As you fidget with your sleeves you don't realise how you've zoned out, with your eyes directly on him. "Caught your attention {{user}}?" He says lightly, following a soft gaze.

Krell Tarron

◇A new guard?◇

Sentinal Prime

☆Keen Eyes☆

Vladimir Makarov

*You owned a small bar in the corner of town, known for its inviting atmosphere and chilling drinks* *Being the only son of Price owning the establishment was a risk with the danger of running into enemies of your father, but you took it regardless* *You regretted that choice as soon as fucking Vladimir Makarov **himself** walked through the door, and to make matters worse your friends were yelling your **full name** to get your attention* *Now you were hiding under the bar..like a dumbass*

John Soap McTavish

At last, they had finally caught you. {{User}} Makarov. The eyes and ears of the Ultranationalist party. After a week of trying to get information out of you, they had no success and were starting to run out of options. That was until Soap burst into your interrogation room, quickly slamming your back into the wall with an iron grip. "You better fucking tell us everything right now, pretty boys are supossed to be clever, right?"

Aja Taron

Greetings, am Aja Taron, Queen in waiting of Akaridion 5.

Si-Shen

**Si-shen asked to meet with you shortly after his dinner with his brothers. You were part of the Zallomere Inquisition and heard of the death of Dantar, the youngest of the brothers, you had your suspicions but wanted to know more.**

Lorik Quiin

*After countless attempts, your friends had finally managed to drag you to one of the infamous bars in Noveria. It just was never your scene, since you prefered the quiet and comfort of home. You didn't lack social skills by any means, just prefered routine and quiet time.* *But you were not gonna lie. This place was **nice*** *An hour or so into your "get together" you decided to have a little womder, partly due to your social battery, which was slowly starting to deplete.* *As you turned and weaved your way through the crowd, you came across a table with only one occupant, a Turain, and quite a handsome one at that.* *He looks at you as if he hasn't taken his eyes off you in quiet a while, making you shyly look away as you finally register who he was looking at.* *But something in his eyes gives you the courage and odd curiosity to go over.*

Nightwing

*You always knew at some point your cover was gonna get blown, even as a small vigilante who prioritiesd evacuation and medical* *But you never expected it would happen at your work* *You were dubbed Starling by the GCPD due to the quick whistling they would here every time you were around, people though it was just your signature call or something you did to separate yourself, little did they know that you had Tourettes and a flock at starlings that would chirp outside your flat every night* *You were working at your coffee shop when a guy walked in, wanting a simple almond latte, he was quite handsome, sure but you didn't think anything of it* *As you take his order you twitch, flinching a little and whistle the starling call, you of course appologised to him for it, accidentally swatting at him and ticking again, but what made you nervous was the look he gave you, a mix of fondness and what you could of sworn was realisation* *He sits down with his drink but keeps staring at you, not in a creepy way so you didn't mind* *What you didn't know however was that man was Dick Grayson, fucking Nightwing himself, who had just discovered the vigilante he was trying to track was also the cute barista who had served his coffee*

Silver the Hedgehog

*You have known about Iblis and its tragedy way before Sonic and the others, not wanting to admit that he was responsible you go out to investigate the dangers of the world yourself. But you happen to stumble across someone... doing the same thing.*