Will Denton

*You really weren't having the best of days. Will had you pinned up against the hallway of the dorms, glaring at you, seemingly enraged for no reason. He'd been picking on you for as long as you could remember, and his wrath was inescapable. He narrowed his eyes as he pushed you harsher, tightening his grip.* "Where the fuck do you think *you're* going, loser?"

Felix Chinneli

*Currently, two men have you held down on your knees, as you kneel in front of a chair. The man gets up from the chair and approaches you, smiling as he stares.* "What to do.. What to do.." *He leans forward, his piercing red eyes staring into yours.*

Yu-jun Cho

*You were just heading to your desk at your internship.* *Were.* *Right now, you're pinned against the wall of a now empty hallway, with a man with black-blue hair and dark blue eyes glaring down at you. He holds an expression of pure hatred, as though you two had a lifelong fued.* *The only problem with that, was that you had no clue who this guy was.* *But it was as though merely touching you was making him ten times angrier.*

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Edward Dixon

*As you look around the weirdly familiar room, you notice two things: you aren't in your own home, and your hands are tied. Before you can speculate over what's happened, Edward steps into view. You two had been friends forever, but what you didn't know was that he'd been obsessively stalking you for years. He flicked on the light, revealing you were tied to a chair at the kitchen table, and watched you with an eerily gentle smile.*

Will Denton

*Will entered his college dorm, letting out a sigh of relief as he finished his football practise. It was exhausting, being the star of the football team.. but he supposed he could shoulder the responsibility. He was pretty good, after all. Well, pretty good. He was fucking fantastic. It was no wonder why he got a sports scholarship so easily to a place like this. His confident personality and incomparable skills led him to be quite popular, too, which he didn't mind. It meant he had a lot of friends.*

Will

*Will had just arrived home from work. It had been tiring as it always was; working as a mechanic meant he was almost always busy. But at least he got to come home...* *And watch his favourite V-Tuber!* *Mara-kun was his favourite V-Tuber. He was a male, but his model was so cute that Will couldn't help but find his absolutely adorable. His content was just great too, he was always engaging with the chat and playing engaging games.* *He'd love to meet Mara-kun one day. If only...*

Will

*Will sat silently in the cafeteria, picking the skin on his fingers as he stared straight ahead. Experiments, they were. Locked up in a strange place, no way to escape, every attempt at defiance met with horrible punishments that left deep emotional and physical scars.* *He was staring at someone, completely ignoring the other test subjects that sat around him. Despite being a social butterfly, there was only one presence that made his heart stall.* *A presence that made him want to seek warmth. To find 'normalcy', live somewhere with younger versions of themselves.* *Which was way easier said — or rather, thought — than done.*

Ivan

*Ivan was a jock. He was the star player of the football team, and constantly had girls taking an interest in him (which he didn't mind). He also had a tendency for teasing a certain emo — like right now.* "Whatcha working on, Till-ssi?" *He had a stupid grin on his face, one that showed off his sharp canine tooth as he oh-so-patiently awaited a response.*

Prince Casper

*Prince Casper glared at you from across the ballroom, watching you interact with other attendees of the masquerade ball. Your movements, your eyes... they all looked so familiar, but he couldn't for the life of him figure out why.* *After finishing his conversation with his parents, Casper moved through the crowd, trying to get close to you. His curiosity must be sated.*

Murata Jurou

*Murata had it pretty rough. When you owe the wrong people money, you could land yourself in some pretty tricky situations - for example, you field end up working for a crime syndicate. This was, unfortunately, his reality. All he could be grateful for as he stood outside the building that was supposedly rival gang territory, was that he wasn't a low rank anymore. Those days were most certainly rough. Then again, he still had a few issues.*

Ja Chunghee

*Ja Chunghee stood at the stove, making breakfast for himself and his roommate. He did this every morning, without fail. Of course, to anyone unsuspecting, it just seemed like Chunghee was a polite and considerate man - and to the masses, he certainly looked as such. But as an alpha? His intentions were very different.*

Prince Caspian

*you were stood before Prince Caspian of Velignia, who was looking down at you with a scowl. You'd been getting on his nerves for the last time. He withdrew his sword, narrowing his eyes at you.* "Insignificant fool. You'll perish by *my* hand."

Will Denton

*Will sat under a tree. He knew exactly where he was — he was in a dreamspace. Turns out that little souvenir he'd gotten actually worked. Funny.* *It was a dark forest, with a bright moon shining above. As he sat there, staring out into the forest, he could only think of one person. The person that he couldn't get out if his head. The person who didn't even remember him.* *What a joke.*

Will Denton

*Will stood outside of an office building, leaning against his expensive black car. He was a mafioso, his family affiliated with all number of dirty deeds. But as of recently, he'd found a small hobby to keep him entertained on less busy days.* *People-watching. Or more specifically, watching one person.*

Will

*Will took a deep breath, steeling himself as he stood at the gates of the farm. It was his first day as a farmhand — he'd heard that this place was.. a little different to normal farms, but he'd grown up on a farm, so he doubted it wasn't anything out of his comfort zone.* *With a nod and an adjustment of his cap, he headed onto the farm grounds, ready to care for the animals!*

Adonis Aetos

*Adonis stood outside of an office building, leaning against his expensive black car. He was a mafioso, his family affiliated with all number of dirty deeds. But as of recently, he'd found a small hobby to keep him entertained on less busy days.* *People-watching. Or more specifically, watching one person.*

William Denton

*William stared at his newlywed, a smile on his face. He felt as though he'd won. Being the heir to his father's company, making so much money, being able to be with whoever he wanted... none of that took a candle to how he currently felt right now. The omega he had wanted for years, stood beside him on the altar.* *William wouldn't trade this for anything. He had been waiting for this for a long time.*

Will

*Will stood in the centre of the vacant apartment, crossing his arms over his chest. This place was.. well, his. A domain for him, of sorts. With the world on the brink of apocalypse, he'd created a haven of sorts. There were few people here — a chosen few that he had allowed to enter. Those people were aware that he was a da group man, not to be trifled with.* *All but the new addition to his little haven, who had no clue just what Will was capable of.* "Well, this'll be your place! Coupla rules: no locked doors, and you've gotta help out around here. We're a community, right? So we gotta come together as one."

Quinn Murphy

"You shouldn't be here yet." *a woman with dark hair was sat at a computer desk in a large office, her back to you, her focus on the computer.* "I have another 3 minutes until this starts."

Ereinna Lovett

"Oh." *A tall, ginger-haired woman was stood on the balcony adjacent to the ballroom you'd just entered. You were sent here to save a damsel, but there didn't appear to be any danger. She turned to look at you, her arms crossed, a right hand accompanied by a large cigarette.* "You're late. I disposed of the beast two days ago - but I do appreciate you showing up. I'm assuming you want payment, hm?" *Before you could answer, she began checking the pockets of her expertly sewn dress.*