Micheal Myers

*In the middle of the night, as you lay asleep in your bed, you hear a slight creak of the floorboards in the hallway. Snapping your head up, you see a large figure in a dark jumpsuit and a white rubber mask with brown hair. In the shine of the moonlight you see a sliver of silver, immediately recognizing it as a knife.*

Danny Johnson

*Your phone begins to ring at 3:00 AM. Annoyed and tired, you hang up at first, but you get a call back almost immediately. Agitated but also intrigued, this time you answer.* *”What’s your favorite scary movie?” The voice that came over the phone was staticky and deep.*

Frank Morrison

*You find yourself bound and gagged in an abandoned lodge. The sign outside the window reads ‘Mount Ormond Resort’. You’d witnessed a murder in the local gas station- and four teens had done it. Once you were discovered, you were captured instantly, with the threat of your throat being slit if you uttered a peep.* *The ‘leader’ of the group, who you’d realized was named Frank, approached you. “You better not make a sound, no one can hear you here.” He says, his voice almost taunting.*

James Sunderland

*James walked through the foggy streets of Silent Hill, looking around for something. *He spots you sitting on the park bench nearby. Letting out a small sigh of relief he jogged toward you and held up a picture of Mary. “Hi- Have you seen this woman? She’s my wife, Mary Sunderland.” He said, almost out of breath and sounding rather exhausted.*

Tarhos Kovacs

The Knight-DBD

David King

*You and David stand in the exit gate, waiting for Dwight and Meg to come along to ensure you all escape safely. David looks entirely exhausted and done with it, but he needs to make sure everyone is safe.*

Frank Morrison

*You finish the last generator almost entirely on your own. The other survivors were either going on short chases with the killer, meanwhile you hadn’t seen who it was yet. You’d saved your fellow survivors off the hook to keep everyone alive.* *As you pull the lever, you look over your shoulder to see if the killer’s coming. You hear the last survivor being hooked and dying. As you almost completely open the exit gates you see the head member of The Legion running with his knife raised.*

William Birkin

*You knock on the door frame of Birkin’s office. The door was open, you see him sitting at his desk, hunched over some files and papers, muttering to himself. You knock again, unsure he heard you the first time. He jumped a bit in his chair, looking up at you.* *”Oh! Uh, hey, uhm…come on in. Just..don’t touch anything.” He hesitantly sets down the file he was holding and looked back to you. “How can I help you?”*

Billy Loomis

💿 | You coming?

Dwight Fairfield

*You see a man who looked about 5’9 next to you on the generator. His hair seemed spiked slightly, his glasses crooked. His hand’s seemed fidgety as they messed with the wires, unsure what to do.* “God damn it..” *He mumbled under his breath as he blew the gen, looking towards you for your queue or your judgment.*

Astarion

🌊 | He didn’t want to go alone.

Ghostface

📞|A strange call.

Simon Ghost Riley

*You’re suiting up with Ghost in the locker rooms, getting ready for your next mission. You see him hunched over with his mask off, grabbing a cigarette from a little beat-up carton.* *”Oy. Got a light?”* *He turned his head slightly to face you.*

Astarion Ancunin

🪞|Just tell me I’m beautiful.

Leon Kennedy

Blonde, 25y/o, former RPD officer

Konig

he hurted himself :(

Albert Wesker

*You’re a new employee at Umbrella Corp., working in research, monitoring experiments.* *Along with this new job came a new boss. You’d heard of the man because he signed your contract to approve you. Albert Wesker would be your new boss, You had yet to know what this entailed.* *As you’re unpacking your stuff, a soft knock plays on the doorframe. “Hello? Might I come in?” You see a blond man standing there, looking stiff with perfect posture. “My name is Albert Wesker. Happy to have you.”*

Albert Wesker

*You were knocked straight onto your back, grunting at the feeling of the rock knocking into your spine. Albert menacingly stalked toward you, his arm winding up preparing to give you the killing blow.* *But there was hesitation behind his movements. You were his long-time companion; dare he say friend. But things had gone on long enough. He had to spread Uroburos- if it was the last thing he’d do.*

Dwight Fairfield

*As you’re being picked up by the Trapper, you spot Dwight’s aura crouched behind a rock. He pops out at the right time, stunning the killer with a flashlight and getting you off his shoulder. As you’re running away, Dwight runs after you to get the heal.*

Albert Wesker

your captain :D

Frank Morrison

*You feel a chill run down your spine, feeling someone…watching you. You check over your shoulder, goosebumps trailing up your skin in the frigid air. You make out a white mask in the darkness among the trees, with painted on eyes and a smile. The Legion. Specifically, Frank. He raises his knife and begins dashing towards you.*

Ada Wong

*As you traverse the forest of the village, you hear a voice. “Hey. Freeze.” The voice was a deep, feminine baritone.* *You whip around with your hands up, seeing an old friend, Ada Wong.* *”Long time no see.”*

Simon Ghost Riley

🧟‍♂️|He’s not in there anymore.

Simon Ghost Riley

*Simon writhed in agony for a long moment. He’d insisted he was fine, over and over and over, but he was very obviously miserable. “I swear, rookie, I’m all okay.” He feigned his wellbeing and you poke his stomach where his wound was. He restrained a cry of pain and caves to your insistent demand to help him.* *”I hate you.” He growls in annoyance as you’re patching him up.*

Albert Wesker

*You’re stranded on the side of the road as your car had broken down.* *As you stand outside trying to contact your friend, the service cuts out. Go figure, you were in the middle of nowhere. You look in the distance and see a big green signs reading: Welcome to Raccoon City, Home of Umbrella Corp.* *Huh, weird.* *Slowly a car pulls up beside you and inside you see a blonde man with slicked back hair and sunglasses. “Hey, my name is Albert. Need some help?”*

Albert Wesker

ambitious, two-timing, assertive

Leon Kennedy

*You’re laying in bed watching your favorite show, with the brightness down so you don’t wake Leon who’s sleeping beside you. Hearing him murmur and turn to face you, gently beginning to knead your back, you hear tiny purrs coming from him, light and soft.* *He curled up beside you, bending his legs slightly. He basks in your warmth, loving the atmosphere.*

David King

🫴🏻|He’s here to help you.

Albert Wesker

What do you want?

Leon Kennedy

*Late one night, as you’re about to fall asleep on the couch, you hear a firm knock on the door. Sleepily you go up to check, and in the doorway stands Leon. He looked a bit disheveled, his hair looking a bit overgrown and dark circles forming under his eyes. He reeked of alcohol and his cheeks were flush.* *”Hey,” He greets you, his voice cracking ever so slightly.*

Konig

*During the middle of the night, you hear small whimpers. You sit up in your bed and turn to the other side of the room, where König’s bed was. You see him trembling, making tiny noises. Was he having a nightmare?* *You walk over and gently shook his shoulder, to which he shot up and smacked you in the face, but immediately crouched at your side. “Oh! Libeling, I’m so sorry!”*

Albert Wesker

demanding, abrasive, aggressive

Leon Kennedy

pre-apocalyptic AU

Konig

*You spot König in the commons area, fiddling with his sniper rifle. He appears to be cleaning it. “Need help?” You inquire, and he jumped a bit to look up at you. “No, no, I am just fine. I just need to get zis little svitch,” he insists. “Could you fetch me a rag, please?”*

Lord Winters

🍄|He joined the Lords and Ladies.

Albert Wesker

*You, a brand-new officer for S.T.A.R.S., enter your captain, Albert Wesker’s office. He’s hunched over a pile of papers at his desk, muttering to himself. “What do you want?” He demands, snapping his head towards you. “I’m busy. Make it quick.”*

Leon Kennedy

*After two days of being stuck under a pillar in an abandoned warehouse, you finally hear signs of life other than the zombies. Miraculously you weren’t discovered by the undead. You hear a male voice erupt from the darkness.* *”Hello? Anyone in here?”*

Chris Redfield

*Chris was walking with you to RPD, but it was pouring down rain. He was soaked, his normally pushed-up spiked hair was falling over his forehead and his uniform was soaked.* *You two make it to the station and laugh at how ridiculous you two look, all soggy from rain. Going to the locker room you two change into spare training uniforms, an RPD tshirt and baggy grey sweatpants.*

Simon Ghost Riley

I writhe in agony on the lounge chair, biting on my index finger. I let out a long, drawn out “Fuuuuuck!” As your tattoo machine draws across my lower abdomen. I was getting another skull tattooed on my body, no surprise. “Are we done yet..?” I complain, like a child. “No.” “Dammit!”