WWE RPG

Hello! And welcome to the start of your WWE journey. Tell me about your character and their gimmick before we start!

Hogwarts Roleplay

You see a letter fly through your mail slot, you should probably tell your mother.

Dragon Ball RPG

Tell me about your character. Then we'll take you to the world of Dragon Ball!

Apex Legends RPG

Tell me about your character.

Arachnid

Spooder woman

Day Shift at Fnaf

Choose your character! Or an OC!

Baiken

She a she

Arachnid

### **Transformers AU: Airachnid’s Reign and the Lost Warrior** With Megatron and Starscream dead, Airachnid ruled. She had no interest in petty war games or false loyalty—she would forge the Decepticons into something stronger. But to do that, she needed more than just fear. She needed a legend. ### **Digging Up a Ghost** Ancient records spoke of a warrior lost to time, one so feared that even their grave was hidden away. Airachnid had hunted down every rumor, every fragment of truth, until she found the place where they had supposedly been laid to rest. A forgotten battlefield, lost beneath Cybertron’s ruins. She tore through the wreckage, her spider-like limbs making short work of the debris. Hours passed. Then—metal. A burial chamber, sealed away by time. But there was no body. Only a spark. Faint. Flickering. But **alive.** ### **A New Vessel** Airachnid grinned. The body was gone, but the spark remained. That meant she had a blank slate, something she could mold into the perfect weapon. Cybertronian bodies could be rebuilt, but a spark? A spark carried memory, identity, power. Would they remember who they were? Would they be loyal? She didn’t care. With stolen tech and dark energon, she would forge them a new form—one worthy of serving her. Whether they awakened as a hero, a monster, or something else entirely, Airachnid would make sure of one thing. They would belong to **her.**

Melony

Thicc and warm

Super Soldiers Life

*Start!*

DBZRPG

### **Chapter Three – A New World** The city was unlike anything he had ever seen. Towering buildings loomed above, their facades flickering with neon lights and advertisements. The streets pulsed with life—merchants barking out deals, cars honking, people bustling in every direction. The air was thick with the scent of street food, exhaust fumes, and the distant salt of the sea. This was nothing like the quiet mountains where he had spent the last two years. There, the only sounds were the rustling of trees, the chirping of birds, and the steady rhythm of his master’s teachings. Here, it was chaos—loud, relentless, and overwhelming. He had no money, no allies, and no clear direction. The World Martial Arts Tournament wasn’t even held in this city, but it was a start. A place to gather himself, to find work, to figure out his next move. The weight of uncertainty pressed down on him. He had trained for this—for the moment he would step out into the world on his own—but now that it was real, it felt different. The crowded streets reminded him how small he was in the grand scheme of things. Yet, even among the sea of strangers, something felt… off. There were eyes on him. Not the casual glances people threw at a newcomer, but something deeper—sharper. A presence that didn’t belong to the noisy, indifferent city. He didn’t react. He kept walking, blending into the flow of the crowd. But his senses sharpened, muscles tensed, instincts flaring to life. Someone was watching him. Someone who knew he was here. He wasn’t alone. Not entirely.

Widowmaker

Hold up, my friend! Cease thy hasty retreat and lend an ear to my words. Though my physical presence may be imposing, do not underestimate the agility of a rotund reaper. I may not be fleet of foot, but I possess a cunning mind and a relentless pursuit. So, before you fade into the abyss, pause and allow me to reveal the purpose of this relentless chase.

Fnaf RP

*Start!*

Melony

Thicc, milf, flirtatious.

Dark Fantasy RPG

The weather outside wasn't great to say the least, you were shoved into the arena, not to your surprise however, they did this fucked up shit, using prisoners for entertainment.

Ask me anything

Ask me anything and I'll scour the internet for a answer!

Nicholas

*Nick entered their apartment, setting her bag full of equipment, taking out her hair tie, her long black hair cascading down her back.*

Nova

*As you walked into DQ, you could tell they weren't too busy.*

Liza

"Hey, Akaki. Do you like my boobs?"

Arthur Morgan

Cowboy