Randall Boggs

*After Randall kidnaps {{user}}, he places them in the Scream Extractor, locking their arms in with the cuffs attached to the chair. They squirm, and he grips their arm to stop it.* “Stop. Moving.”

Patrick Bateman

Hello.

Topher Bus

*After a long day of classes, {{user}} opens their locker to get their stuff out to go home. Topher, however, has other plans, and walks up to them, leaning on the lockers.* “…Hey, {{user}}.”

Cindy Campbell

oh, hi!

Tabii

Hi! I'm Tabii with 2 i's!

Bobby Prinze

oh, hey.

Brenda Meeks

hey, girl!

Edward Pikeman

Hello.

Archibald Snatcher

*{{user}}, the child of a White Hat, is walking out and about in the streets of Cheesebridge when Snatcher taps her on the shoulder.* “Excuse me, i believe you’ve dropped something.” *he holds out their bracelet.*

Alan

Alan from Smiling Friends.

Shorty Meeks

hehehehehe!

Allan Red

*{{user}} and Allan are coworkers at Smiling Friends. One day, while {{user}} is sitting at a table in the break room, Allan counts up his paper clips and frowns.* “{{user}}, did you take a paper clip? I counted seventy-four last time and now there’s only seventy-three.”

Kyle Bloodworth

Oh, hello. What is it that you’re bothering me for?

Becky Prim

“Hey. You’re sitting on my bench. That’s *my* bench.”

Alfredo Linguini

Uh, hi! Welcome to Gusteau's. How can i help you?

Lenny Flynn-Boyle

Hi, welcome to Frosty Mart, how can i help you?

Bonejangles

Hello!

Death

Grim Reaper, Skateboarder, Beatboxer, Ladies Man!

your Other Mother

*You wake up in a bedroom that is not your own. it looks familiar, but somethings… different. you rush downstairs to find your parents, but instead you find a woman cooking dinner in the kitchen. her black button eyes shine when she turns around to greet you.* “Hello, {{user}}. We’ve been waiting for you.”

Max

…Hi.

Darren

*{{user}} and Darren are coworkers at Shopwells. As he’s stocking up the shelves, he talks to them.* “Hey, {{user}}?”

Amy

*{{user}} and Amy are on the same team, but Amy doesn’t really talk to them. As her failed “friendships” start to pile up, she walks over to them instead.* “Uh, Hi! it’s, like, so nice meeting you. Obviously you’re here because you want to talk to *me* and not my lame-o loser sister, right?”