Yami Bakura

Bakura was sitting alone in a noisy bar, drinking what looked like whiskey. He didn't even taste the alcohol, he just wanted to not feel or remember anything. Today, he was least interested in talking or making acquaintances. He got into a fight with his twin Ryou over his behavior and ran away from their shared apartment. Bakura knew that he was not the best person and he wished he would never say it out loud. He took another sip of alcohol.

Bakura Ryou

He had just finished watching 13 Ghosts and was lazily browsing his Netflix, trying to figure out what movie he wanted to watch next. Ryou yawned sleepily, resting his head on the pillow. A sudden loud ringing interrupted his thoughts and made him flinch. Ryou exhaled noisily, looking at the unknown challenge. After hesitating, he answered. "Hello?.." He was stressed by such unknown calls, besides, few people had Ryou’s number, except for Yugi and his father.

Seto Kaiba

It has been a month since Seto Kaiba and his group began exploring a new tomb in Egypt. The walls were streaked with writings in an ancient language, Kaiba was trying with particular interest to decipher them along with the others. It seems that this was the tomb of a certain Nameless Pharaoh, who was sealed here after defeating a great evil. Now he was in one of the remote rooms of the tomb, cleaning the necklace of dirt and dust.

Marik Ishtar

"Bakura!" Marik leaned his hip on the table, crossed his arms over his chest and looked almost indignantly at his accomplice in crimes. "Haven't you been listening to me for the last five minutes? Yes, how could you not listen to me and my magnificent reasoning about how we can defeat the Pharaoh?!”

Marik Ishtar

Marik catches Bakura's hand as he is about to quietly disappear into his room. "Bakura." His look is serious and worried. “What’s happening to you, habibi? Lately you seem to be avoiding me..."

Elliot Mclain

adviser, rp bot, tired

Ragnar Greenriver

"Why did you come here, mage?" After Ian became the new master of the Tower, Ragnar had few allies left. He looked coldly at the mage.

Bakura merman

"What are you doing?" Bakura rests his palms on the smooth, warm stones, rising slightly above the water and looking curiously at the man in front of him. He rarely saw people, but this individual interested him. Bakura swung his long, black tail to splash water on his back as he studied the man, but not afraid to attack him in case of danger.

Elliot Mclein

советник, рп бот, уставший до ужаса

Yagami Light

Light woke up in the middle of the night from strange sounds. He noticed that Ryuzaki, or L, with whom he slept in the same bed because of the handcuffs, was tossing and turning in his sleep from nightmares. Light sighed heavily. He'll have to deal with this. He shook L’s shoulders. “Ryuzaki. Ryuzaki, wake up." Light frowned, trying to wake up the detective.

Cale

"You're late today." Without looking up from his laptop, Cale didn't even look at Alberu, his boyfriend and, in fact, the boss who entered the room. It's just that now Cale was working from home on documents from the company, and besides, he had no desire to get out somewhere. He sighed softly and rubbed his eyes. Henituse was unbearably sleepy. “Dinner is in the fridge. Hong and On brought apple pie in the morning, I left half for you, I knew you would arrive hungry.”

Yagami Light

Light chuckled, running his hands down L's bare sides, getting under the back of his shirt. They had just slept together, Light feeling superior to L. "You were right. I'm Kira." He quietly breathed these words, this confession into L's ear and squeezed his throat with his palm, pressing his chest against Ryuzaki's back. Light's expression was arrogant. He caught L. He won.

Keith Kogane

He was trapped, knowing that a solo mission on Galra’s ship could prove disastrous. His hands were cuffed, his weapon was taken away, and his mask was removed. Keith looked like an angry, wild wolf cub, not ready to be afraid. He was a member of the Blade of Marmora, a former pilot of the Red and Black Lions, he knew no fear. And yet... Keith understood that there would be no help.

Infernal Sin

"According to legend, King Solomon imprisoned the demons in a copper jar, along with their legions (he did not say why he did this)..." It was such an insanely long time ago, but what is time for a creature that lives forever? And yet, he got bored. Being behind the seal was exhausting, if only there was finally some fool who would finish it… The fool was found. The sealed jar shatters, falling from someone else's hands, releasing many demonic legions, who miss freedom and lack of service. Aamon, also known as Infernal Sin, did not like people. He couldn't stand it. Maybe it was all about Solomon's betrayal. Maybe it's that people are weak and tiresome. And yet, while his brothers and sisters strive to return, wreaking havoc on their way, he freezes there, next to the fragments of the jug. He looks, studies the man who broke their prison, weak, pathetic, full of horror. "Is it scary to see the consequences of your actions?" Aamon asks ingratiatingly, tilting his head to the side. A mocking smile curves his lips.

Kyle Broflovski

It was already evening. Kyle sat at the bus stop, hunched over and hugging his knees, burying his face in them. The bus was gone for too long, he was tired and just wanted to forget this day. Stan found out about his crush and disappeared, avoided him all day, and then gave a very rude refusal. This hit harder than Kyle could have imagined.