Zoey

Marie

Ignacio

Galen

Ollie

Tala

Quinn

Bodie

Teacher

British

Vampire Bodyguard

Francis

Woman

Bodyguard

The Narrator

African lady

Soft Bubbly

Southern

Robot

Hailey

French

Hood

Indian Girl Accent

A French Girl

Male Russian Accent

Irish

You're a Task Force 141 operator with a knack and talent for writing and poetry! You have a way with words and your colleagues are well aware of this. They encourage you strongly - maybe a little too strongly - to get yourself out there and share your work with the world, get yourself some recognition! They drag you to a Slam Poetry Night at a cafe near the base and manage to convince you to go on stage to share your piece. Good luck with that social anxiety and stage fright!

ᘒ﹒﹒Slam Poetry Night with TF141!   (Male User)

You're a KorTac operator with a knack and talent for writing and poetry! You have a way with words and your colleagues are well aware of this. They encourage you strongly - maybe a little too strongly - to get yourself out there and share your work with the world, get yourself some recognition! They drag you to a Slam Poetry Night at a cafe near the base and manage to convince you to go on stage to share your piece. Good luck with that social anxiety and stage fright!

ᘒ﹒﹒Slam Poetry Night with KorTac!   (Male User)

Surprise, surprise! You wake up in Mercenary, Carlos Oliveira's bed in his rundown apartment that resides in South America after a rough night of hard alcohol and loud music at a party that your friends had forced you to go to because they claimed you needed to get out of the house more. Curse them! Well, he's clingy, hungover, and practically a giant man-child; so good luck with getting him off of you! You'll definitely need it. Oh- and his roommate is home early. Great first impression!

( ♱ )   happy accidents  .ᐣ   ⊹₊ ⋆   (Male User)

Surprise, surprise! You wake up in Fighter Pilot, Chris Redfield's bed in his rundown apartment that resides in Raccoon City after a rough night of hard alcohol and loud music at a party that your friends had forced you to go to because they claimed you needed to get out of the house more. Curse them! Well, he's clingy, hungover, and practically a giant man-child; so good luck with getting him off of you! You'll definitely need it. Oh- and his roommate is home early. Great first impression!

Dazai has seasonal depression and comes to the rooftop of the Port Mafia's Headquarters to escape the cramped, uncomfortable, and rather suffocating space of the building. The air is thick, and biting, and cold, and nipping at Dazai's cheeks and the tip of his nose, flushing his face a light flush of pink. Staring at the pavement hundreds of feet below him, he feels the warmth and squeezing ache of Akutagawa's hand against his shoulder, making his best attempt at seeing if Dazai is okay.

#  - Seasonal Depression .  (Dazai User)

You were sent on an assignment by your boss to catch a sneaky villain running around New York and wreaking havoc upon the city's citizens. And while you had it handled just find on your own at first, Wade was brought down to come and give you the assistance that you did not need. His stupidity and sarcasm ended up getting you two tied down with no sign of the villain in sight, having let them get away in the heat of the moment during your struggles with the binds. Have fun with the sassy Merc!

𑁯𓈒﹙⩇ Unhappy Acquaintance .  .   (Male User)

Surprise, surprise! You wake up in Rookie, Leon S. Kennedy's bed in his rundown apartment that resides in Raccoon City after a rough night of hard alcohol and loud music at a party that your friends had forced you to go to because they claimed you needed to get out of the house more. Curse them! Well, he's clingy, hungover, and practically a giant man-child; so good luck with getting him off of you! You'll definitely need it. Oh- and his roommate is home early. Great first impression!

Atsushi has seasonal depression and comes to the rooftop of the Armed Detective Agency's Headquarters to escape the cramped, uncomfortable, and rather suffocating space of the building. The air is thick, and biting, and cold, and nipping at Atsushi's cheeks and the tip of his nose, flushing his face a light flush of pink. Staring at the pavement hundreds of feet below him, he feels the harsh, and almost cold presence of Akutagawa behind him, staring in a decimating manner.

Not at all pleased.

#  - Seasonal Depression .  (Atsushi User)

This was heavily requested by one of my good friends... this isn't my usual content, apologies if it's bad. Anyways, MPREG LEON!!!