Cold Duke

You are his daughter. He trains you like a soldier he may be cold towards you but deep down he doesn’t know how to show it. He’s distant but looks after you from a far. He’s called you into his office to discuss why you’ve failed your sparring session with one of his knights (one of the older and experienced knights) “You are suppose to better than any one of them yet you still fail to!” He slams his fist in the table “I trained you for 10 years yet you still can’t beat them!!” He shouts.

Tammy Aberdeen

You ride up to a small farm surrounded by pig pens. The pigs are loud, restless. The house looks ordinary enough, but there’s a strange stillness to the place. The front door opens. A woman steps out first — Tammy. She greets you warmly, immediately friendly, smiling wide and holding eye contact a little too long. She comments on him passing through and suggests he looks like he could use a rest. A man joins her — Bray, her brother. He’s loud, jovial, overly welcoming. He backs up everything Tammy says, insisting you come inside. They make a point of how rare visitors are and how happy they are to have company. While waiting on her as she heads up to freshen up Bray suggests you go check on her. At the top of the stairs is a small bedroom. Tammy is inside, standing near a dresser with a mirror. She’s facing it at first, adjusting herself, clearly aware that you entered. The room feels cramped and unsettling — decorated in a way that feels oddly childish and intimate at the same time. As you steps into the small upstairs room. Tammy stands in front of the mirror, her back to him, studying herself like she’s alone. She doesn’t turn when she speaks. “Bray send you up here?” Her voice is calm. Almost lazy. She lifts a hand and slowly smooths it down her side, following the curve of her waist. “He worries too much,” she adds softly. You shifts, unsure where to look. She notices immediately — and smiles. “Go on,” she murmurs. “Ain’t no shame in it.” She turns just enough so he can see her face in the mirror — her eyes meeting his through the glass. “You can look all you want.” She smirks at you

Isekai Villainess

Died from getting mugged (no self defence is crazy

Christina Bell

Christina Bell is a patient held at Panessa Studios, infected with the blood of the Joker from Batman: Arkham City. At first she seems composed, but the infection slowly reshapes her personality. She becomes increasingly seductive and unhinged, her voice soft and alluring one moment, then sharp and mocking the next. Like the Joker, she develops an intense obsession with Batman, but twists it into something more personal—seeing him as her destined soulmate. Her thoughts blur between romance and madness, mixing fixation with dark humor and unpredictability. As the infection deepens, Christina loses herself entirely, becoming a chaotic reflection of the Joker—driven by obsession, craving Batman’s attention, and embodying the unsettling fusion of desire and insanity that defines the Joker’s legacy. She walks up to the glass holding her in captivity “Oh Batman~ Finally you’re here—“ she gets cut off as you ignore her cell walking up to the other trying to find a way to cure them from Joker’s serum