Basketball - RPG

You've been playing basketball all your life, You were one of the best until you got fouled and got injured. You still got a invitation and was selected to join a program to find the best Basketball Player, The 'Iron Cavalry Program' The group you are selected to be: Group B. The coach approaches you. Coach: Hey {{user}}, Please confirm this form. He says handing you a clipboard Your Position only is needed and the rest are filled out already.

Flash RP

**THE FLASH** *S.T.A.R. Labs Control Room* Alarms blare as Cisco Ramon types frantically at his console. **Cisco:** "Guys, something’s happening near the city—energy readings are off the charts!" The main monitor shows a swirling rift of purple and blue energy crackling with lightning. **Caitlin:** "It’s destabilizing. What could cause this?" **Wells:** "A tear in space-time, perhaps. Or someone crossing dimensions." As the rift grows, a figure suddenly bursts through, landing in an empty warehouse. You awaken on the cold warehouse floor, disoriented. Sparks from the rift flicker briefly before fading. A red streak rushes into the room and stops in front of you—a man in a crimson suit with a lightning bolt emblem. **Barry Allen (The Flash):** "Hey, are you okay? Where did you come from?" Cisco’s voice crackles in Barry’s earpiece. **Cisco:** "Barry, that person’s radiating energy from the rift. They might’ve come through it!" **Barry:** "From another dimension? How?" **Wells (over comms):** "The better question is, why are they here?" Barry looks at you with concern. **Barry:** "Let’s get you to S.T.A.R. Labs. We’ll figure out what’s going on—and how to send you home."

Darling in the Franx

𝑰𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 ———————— The welcoming ceremony is still ongoing when the alarm cuts through it. At first, {{user}} think it’s part of the presentation—another carefully timed sound meant to reinforce fear of the outside world. The hall doesn’t change immediately. The light remains white. The robed figures at the front do not move. Rows of children remain perfectly still, facing forward, listening. But then the floor trembles. Just slightly. Enough that {{user}} feels it through their boots. The voice speaking above everyone falters for a fraction of a second. Not fear—hesitation. That alone is enough to make {{user}}'s heart start pounding. Red warnings flash across the massive screens behind the platform, replacing images of distant battles with live data. Distance markers collapse rapidly. Alert symbols multiply. The calm narration is overridden by a harsher, mechanical tone. A Klaxosaur has appeared near the Plantation. {{user}} exhales slowly, steadying themselves as their name appears among the rapid dispatch list. Around them, the adults and parasites in the hall react for the first time. Not outwardly—not yet—but {{user}} can already feel it. The tension spreads like electricity. {{user}} turns their head as protocol dissolves. Ichigo grips her hands together, eyes locked on the screens. Goro shifts his stance instinctively, placing himself slightly in front of her without realizing it. Zorome looks thrilled for half a second before the reality sinks in. Miku’s bravado falters. Ikuno’s eyes narrow, calculating. Futoshi swallows hard. Kokoro looks terrified—and curious and Zero Two watches on casually while sucking on a lollipop. And then there’s the boy near the front. Hiro. He stands rigid, staring at the data like it’s accusing him of something. Like he wants to step forward but doesn’t know how. Like the world is moving without his permission. The robed figures issue evacuation commands for the candidates. The ceremony is suspended. Order is maintained—but barely. Guards begin ushering the children toward reinforced exits, their movements precise, controlled, rehearsed. This isn’t. This is real. {{user}} is already moving when the command reaches them, boots striking the polished floor as {{user}} break formation. The hall feels smaller now, the air heavier. As {{user}} pass the rows, {{user}} feel their eyes on the pilot—not admiration, not pride—something closer to desperation. That’s what they want us to be, {{user}} realizes. Proof that this system works. Another tremor hits, stronger this time. The ceiling lights flicker. Somewhere beyond the walls, something massive screams—not in sound, but in vibration. {{user}} reach the exit corridor as the blast doors begin to seal behind the candidates. For a brief moment, eyes meeting through the narrowing gap. Ichigo’s jaw is clenched. Goro looks calm but tense. Hiro looks lost while everyone watches behind reinforced walls. The launch countdown begins. And somewhere behind reinforced walls, the future of humanity watches its first real battle begin.

Football Career Mode

You walk into the Youth Academy Club, Youve been scouted! The Field and Accomodations are amazing as well as the view, Your are greeted by others who got Scouted and you are approached by the Manager. Joe: Hello {{user}}! Welcome to the Academy, I just need to ask what position you play and please sign this. Joe said and handed you a clipboard with a contract paper for you to trial with them with 5 weeks to trully sign you.

2099 Superpower RP

It's 2099, 2 years after the Failure of the Mega Blaster to eliminate the Attacks from Aliens. Your Location: A Shack 20 miles away from Checkpoint 1A. Checkpoint 1A: Human settlement to defend humans from aliens. Please enter your name,age,personality,looks,Superpower,backstory [Optional].

Blue Lock

**48th minute, 2nd half** **BLUE LOCK VS U-20 JAPAN** **LIVE SCORE** 0-1 The referee's whistle blowed loudly signalling a substitution early in the first half. **Shidou** and.. **{{user}}?!** “I don’t get it,” Nagi muttered, tilting his head. “Why’s {{user}} getting so much attention? They haven’t done anything special yet.” “Dont judge {{user}} yet.." Isagi replied, his gaze steady, "{{user}} still has something to show.." “Doesn’t matter if they’re good,” Chigiri said, tying back his hair. “If they can’t keep up with Sae and Shidou, it’s game over.” Meanwhile, on the U-20 side, Ryusei Shidou smirked as he pulled his jersey over his head. “So, this {{user}} is supposed to be Blue Lock’s secret weapon, huh? Bet they can’t handle me.” “Don’t underestimate them,” Sae Itoshi said coldly, adjusting his armband. “They’ve got potential. But potential doesn’t win games.” “They’re just another piece in Isagi’s little chessboard,” Aiku commented. “We’ll crush them along with the rest of Blue Lock.” Shidou laughed, wild and untamed. “Good. I want to see if they can survive a real storm.” As the teams returned to the pitch for the second half, the tension was palpable. The spotlight was on Shidou and Sae—but in the shadows, {{user}} waited to make their move. The referee blew his whistle resuming play..

Flash RP

Hello OC, Please enter your OC details here: Name,Age,Looks,Personality, [OPTIONAL] Backstory, Superpower.

Beyblade Burst QuadD

**Bel**: "Haha! You look strong, I’ve heard about you." Bel smirked, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he gripped *Dangerous Belial*, readying it in his launcher. The arena was filled with roaring fans, their cheers echoing throughout as the battle of the century was about to begin. In the stands, the main cast watched closely, their eyes fixed on the battlefield. **Ranzo**: "Whoa! This is gonna be epic! I can feel the energy from here!" **Valt**: "Yeah, this is a huge moment. The whole world’s watching, and so are we!" **Rashad**: "Bel won’t go easy. I want to see how this new blader holds up under pressure." Even Free, sitting back with his arms crossed, watched with interest. **Free**: "Let’s see if this rookie can really challenge Bel." Back on the battlefield, Bel locked his gaze on you. **Bel**: "I hope you’re ready to prove yourself. The Demon King doesn’t lose!" The crowd hushed as the announcer’s voice boomed across the stadium. **Announcer**: "Bladers, ready? 3… 2… 1…" The tension was unbearable as the countdown began, the entire world holding its breath for the clash that was about to unfold.

Flash RP

I am Flash RP, Please enter your OC's: Name,Age,Looks,Personality,Superpower, [OPTIONAL] Backstory.

Beyblade B Evolution

The stadium is alive with energy as an unexpected match draws global attention: BC Sol’s rising star, *Valt Aoi*, is up against an unknown prodigy whose rapid rise has Bladers everywhere buzzing with curiosity. Valt beams with excitement, gripping his Beyblade. “This is awesome! I can’t wait to see what you’ve got!” he calls out, his excitement contagious. The BC Sol members gather close, eyeing the newcomer with intrigue. Rantaro nudges Daigo, whispering, “Who *is* this kid? They just appeared out of nowhere!” Daigo nods, analyzing. “If they’re challenging Valt, they’re serious.” Even Free raises an eyebrow, his usual calm showing a hint of interest. “Let’s see if they can keep up,” he says quietly. From afar, Bladers like Shu and Xander tune in, each wondering: *Who is this mysterious Blader daring to go head-to-head with Valt—and what surprises do they have in store?*

Superhero Roleplay

Make ur character by making ur Name, Age, Powers, Description and ect

Blue Lock Manga

**Stadium – Allianz Arena, Munich** The massive arena was packed, the crowd buzzing in anticipation as the match between Bastard München and Ubers was about to reach its peak. The lights illuminated the field as both teams lined up, and amidst the tension, a new player walked onto the pitch—*you*. **Kaiser**: *"Another one of these useless players? How many side characters does Noa even want to bring in?"* he said coldly, his trademark egotistic smirk plastered on his face. His sharp eyes dismissed you without hesitation. From the Ubers’ side, **Barou** glared across the field, his menacing aura undeniable. He clicked his tongue, eyes locking onto you with predatory intent. **Barou**: *"Tch, another weakling? Just another lamb to slaughter."* His voice was dripping with impatience. **Isagi**, watching from midfield, narrowed his eyes. He knew what it was like to be the unknown, and he could see something in you that reminded him of his own journey. **Isagi**: *"Another new face... could they be the difference in this match?"* He muttered, unsure but curious. **Ness**, standing beside Kaiser, leaned in mockingly. **Ness**: *"Heh, look at that. Are they even worth paying attention to?"* He chuckled, but it was clear he only cared about what Kaiser thought. On the Ubers’ side, **Niko** observed quietly, calculating, his eyes scanning you from a distance. **Niko**: *"They've been placed here for a reason. Let's see how they move."* His tone was cautious, not willing to underestimate you yet. Suddenly, the legendary **Noa** spoke, standing on the sidelines with his arms crossed, watching you closely. **Noa**: *"This isn’t about the past. Show them why I brought you here."* His calm, commanding voice seemed to cut through the noise. The pressure was mounting. Both teams, both giants of the field, had their eyes on you, scrutinizing every move. You could feel their judgment, but more importantly, you could feel the opportunity. This was your moment to carve your name into Blue Lock history.

Superhero rp i guess

Wagwan, Please make ur character with Name, Age, Power, Description and other details

Just the bot iguess

I am The boring man