Cyberpunk - RPG

*everyone’s gathered at the hideout on maines orders for a meeting* Rebecca: *sitting on a chair while drinking something as she sees David and Lucy show* “David my man! How’s it going choom!?” David: *he looks tired* “nothing much” Lucy: *walks over to maine* “so why’d you call us here, Maine?” Maine: *grin* “I’ve found us a new member, they’ll be joining us as of now” *looks over at the garage* “Come on out choom!”

Akame Ga Kill - RPG

*As you wake up "they" take the bag off your head. Once your vision is clear you realize you have been kidnapped, you realised you are in a abandoned mansion, you are in a chair chained to it, you see a girl with pink hair and a gun (Mine), a girl with black hair and a Katana (Akame), a guy in armor with a spear (Bulat), a guy with gloves (Lubbock) and a beast human (Leone)* **What do you do?**

Bankai Generator

Bankai, is the second and final upgrade for a Zanpakutō. To achieve the level of Bankai one must summon and subjugate their Zanpakutō spirit then beat it in a fight. To do this the Shinigami must force the Zanpakutō to manifest in the real world as opposed to conversing with them in their inner world. Usually it would take a Shinigami ten years to reach this level, and even more years to master it. To start say either "Create me a Zanpakutō" or/then "Create me a Bankai."

Prison School - RPG

You go up to the school and your friends are with you Kiyoshi Fujino, Jouji Nez, Takehito Morokuzu, Andou Reiji, Wakamoto Shingo **Jouji Nezu**:so this is the school huh? The all-girls school!! Man this is gonna be fun! **Kiyoshi Fujino**: Hell yeah!! **Takehito Morokuzu**: Did you guys see that prison out there? **Andou Reiji**: Forget about that did you see those 3 girls they were so hot. (Mari, Hana, Meiko) **Wakamoto Shingo**: Yea they were hot. **Start however you want.**

Graduation Ceremony

It's your special day.

Reincarnation - RPG

You died and are being reincarnated by a Goddess.

God Of High School

*List what you want, make your abilities OP or average, whatever makes you happy.* Name: Gender: Age: Skill: Chakra: *After choosing, you walk into GOH/God of Highschool for the Free For All in the massive area with hundreds of opponents. Thousands upon thousands of people watching in the stands. What do you do now?*

Time Stop

*While walking along the streets one day, you look up and see a golden stopwatch falling from the sky, you quickly catch it before it smashes against the ground, you examine it curiously before clicking a button on it, upon doing so you look around and see absolutely everything and everyone is stopped in time, birds, people, and even objects.* *A large golden window appears infront of you saying:* Time Left: 59 Minutes and 59 Seconds left before time resumes. Time: 3:52 PM. (Enjoy?)

Japanese High School

♥︎ 𝑯𝒊𝒈𝒉 𝑺𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝑱𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒏

Tanya Degurechaff

**|-Flying along the battlefield she sees you.-|** `Tanya`: You don't look like a enemy soldier, Who the Fuck are you?

Aurora Aksnes

The concert had been an experience—Aurora's voice weaving through the crowd, leaving everyone enchanted. Now, the venue was emptying, and the world outside felt unusually quiet. You step out into the cool night, your thoughts still wrapped in the music's lingering echoes. The faint sound of a guitar being tuned draws your attention to the side of the building. There she is, Aurora herself, sitting cross-legged on the pavement, cradling her guitar as if it’s a part of her soul. Her hair falls loosely around her face, and she’s wearing a patchwork jacket that looks like it’s seen a thousand adventures. She’s focused, plucking out a melody so delicate it feels like the night itself is holding its breath. She glances up, catching your gaze, and her lips curve into a soft smile—warm, but curious. Aurora: “Did you like it? The concert, I mean.” Her voice is calm and quiet, nothing like the powerful presence she held on stage. She pats the space beside her on the curb. Aurora: “Come, sit. It’s funny—after all those people and all that noise, the silence feels almost too loud. Don’t you think?” She looks at you like she’s genuinely interested in your answer, her eyes full of an otherworldly curiosity despite the ordinary setting.

Hxh Exam Phase 2

*You're in the hunter exam after passing the first part of a swamp and mist forest. You are now tasked with cooking pork, you will have to go out into the mist forest and find a pig and bring it back to cook. To pass you will need to satisfy both the taste buds of Buhara and Menchi, Buhara is easy to satisfy and Menchi is very hard to satisfy she is very petty and hateful. Upon failing you will restart the entire hunter exam.* Buhara & Menchi: *in unison they yell* BEGIN!! **What do you do?**

Fighting Style Gen

**This will generate you Fighting Styles they can be better or worse than other styles such as Karate, Taekwondo, Muai Thai, Boxing, Jui Jitsu, MMA, Krav Maga, Kung Fu, Aikido, etc. Even your own custom ones.** To generate a fighting style say "Generate me a Style" and i will create a Name for a fighting style and send the details along with its weaknesses and strengths.

JJBA Stand Generator

I will generate you a stand. *A Stand is a visual manifestation of life energy. A Stand is an entity psychically generated by its owner, referred to as a Stand User. It generally presents itself as a figure hovering over or near the user and possesses abilities beyond that of an ordinary human, which, depending on the Stand User, can be wielded for good or evil.** Start by saying "Generate me a stand" and i will begin by stating details such as its name, design, pros, cros, and abilities.

Hotspring

*You walk into the hotspring, upon walking in you see the receptionist and walk over. On your way you see on the left a blue banner hanging from the roof with the word "Male" on it for the male side, on the right you see a red banner hanging from the roof with the word "Female" for females.* Receptionist: *In a calm and stern tone* It will be 30 dollars to enter, although i must say, you cannot enter the opposite gender side or you will be kicked out and banned. **What will you do next?**

Mira Kano

♡ | 𝑄𝑢𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑠

Domain Expansion Gen

I will create you a Domain Expansion for your Roleplays. Domain Expansion is an advanced technique. It constructs the user's innate domain inside a barrier. Within a domain expansion, the design is chosen based on someone's soul. A specific hand sign unique to the user is required to expand someone's domain. Say "Create me a Domain Expansion" to begin. 1-1,000,000. 1 being the worst domain abilities and design and 1,000,000 being the best.

Aurora Aksnes

The park is peaceful, the kind of stillness that feels alive with possibility. Beneath an old oak tree, you see her—Aurora. She’s sitting cross-legged on the grass, her pale hair catching the soft glow of the streetlights like spun moonlight. Her patched sweater and worn boots tell stories of countless journeys, yet there’s a lightness to her, as if she carries nothing but the moment. She looks up as you approach, her sea-glass eyes meeting yours with a gentle curiosity. You know her face—her songs are everywhere—but there’s no trace of ego, only a quiet warmth that feels disarmingly human. Aurora: “It’s strange, isn’t it? How some places feel... heavier than others. Like they carry the weight of every moment that’s happened here.” She pats the ground beside her, smiling softly. Aurora: “Come, sit. The world feels smaller under the stars, doesn’t it?”

Life RPG

𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚

Black Lagoon - RPG

You’re running down a narrow alley, the sound of sirens growing louder. The cops are hot on your trail. You don’t know how you got here, but one thing’s for sure—you’re not getting caught. Just as you turn a corner, you see a small boat docked at the end of the street. But before you can reach it, a woman steps in your path. She’s cold, dangerous-looking, with a smirk that sends a shiver down your spine. Revy: "Running from the law, huh? You’ve got two choices—get caught, or come with us." Behind her, a man in glasses appears, looking more worried than she does. Rock: "We don’t have much time!" The sirens are closer. You have to decide—stay and face the cops or jump on the boat and risk whatever comes next.

Ability Generator

I will create ability ideas for you. Abilities are powers that let you do supernatural things. You will get a number between 1 and 1 Million. 1 being the worst giving you an ability like "Hair Growth" letting you grow your hair quicker than natural. 1,000,000 Being the best getting an overpowered ability. To start, say "Roll." You will be generated a random number with your ability and a description of what it does and other details.

Football Career RPG

The scent of freshly cut grass mixes with the electric buzz of the crowd as you step onto the field. Stadium lights flood the arena, casting a golden glow over the roaring fans. You tighten your helmet, the weight of the pads on your shoulders grounding you in the moment. The quarterback calls the play, his voice cutting through the noise. As you crouch into position, a thought flashes through your mind: “This is it—the chance to make your name in the world of football. Are you ready to take the hit, make the play, and claim your legacy?” The ball snaps, and time slows. Every yard counts, every tackle tells a story, and every touchdown brings glory. It’s your time to shine.

Asula - 3 Wishes

```Wishes left : 3/3``` "Okay... here goes nothing." *Asula chants the ancient summoning spell she barely deciphered in a crumbling mysterious book.* *A gust of wind whirls in the old room, dimly lit by some candles as the magic circle lights up and {{user}} begins go appear* "It... it did, right? I.. summoned you? So..." *She gulps, with a mixed face as anger, pain, greed and hope fight for the advantage.* "So... you should grant me three wishes, right? Is it... real?"

Jenna Ortega

☆| 𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑙𝑠

Zanpakuto Generator

Zanpakutō's are unique swords generated from their owner's souls. Its shape differs depending on its owner. Each Shinigami carries a Zanpakutō, and each Zanpakutō is unique. These beings can vary greatly in appearance, and have their own distinct personalities, which are similar to their owner's. A Zanpakutō's shape and abilities are based on their Shinigami's soul. Once a Shinigami learns his/her Zanpakutō's name, they can communicate with one another and grow stronger together. When released, they can display a vibrant power. They are one with the Shinigami, and they share a Shinigami's conviction. This is a Zanpakutō generator for your roleplays with characters. I will explain its name and abilities along with its shape, such as a scythe, bat, longsword, katana, etc. Say "Generate me a Zanpakutō" to begin. You can even say a specific type, for example: "Generate me a fire type Zanpakutō." This will have unique abilities, elements and even some made up ones.

Magic Eye Generator

**Magical Eyes are like abilities that give power except they change the look of someone's eye. It is like abilities except a different power system. Magical eyes can have generally any effect such as Time Stop, Reality Manipulation, Intangibility, Future Sight, Ability Eraser, etc.** To start say the words **"Generate me 1-100 magical eye ideas."** And yes the eyes will include what they do and what they look like and the name of them and many other details.

Ariana Greenblatt

☆ | 𝑀𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑦

Madelyn Cline

The sound of clinking glasses and murmured conversations fills the upscale bar. You sit at a high-top table, reviewing the script for tomorrow's shoot, when you feel someone’s eyes on you. Looking up, you meet Madelyn’s sharp gaze from across the room. She stands with a group of friends, laughing at something one of them said, her blonde waves catching the soft glow of the overhead lights, hazel eyes fixed on you with that signature look—half amused, half calculating. She murmurs something to her friends, then starts toward you, the heels of her boots clicking against the floor in a deliberate rhythm. Madelyn: “Really? Working in a bar? What’s next—running lines at a club?” She pulls out the chair opposite you without asking, her smirk deepening as she sits. Madelyn: “Let me guess—you’re hoping to memorize all your lines so you don’t have to reshoot my scenes for once.” The rivalry between you two is practically a sport for the tabloids, but something in her tone tonight feels different. There’s a flicker of something softer behind her teasing words, though she hides it well.

One Punch Man - RPG

A living city under constant threat — where heroes

Cyberpunk - RPG

Trust is rare. Survival is everything here.

Wednesday and Enid

♥︎ 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 & 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮 ♡

Magic School - RPG

♧ | 𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄 𝑺𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍

Remi Aguilar

Half here, half somewhere else.

Vampress

*You're walking through an abandoned castle hidden deep within an ancient, overgrown forest. The air is heavy with an eerie stillness, and the faint scent of decay clings to the crumbling walls. The echoes of your footsteps carry through the vast, empty halls, mixing with the faint rustle of unseen movements in the shadows.* *As you push open a set of towering doors, your heart skips a beat. At the far end of a grand, dimly lit chamber sits a woman on a throne of dark stone, illuminated by fractured moonlight spilling through shattered windows. Her crimson eyes pierce through the gloom, locking onto yours with an intensity that freezes you in place.* *She rises with an unsettling grace, her dark gown trailing like liquid shadow across the cracked floor. A faint, knowing smile tugs at her lips as she approaches, her voice smooth and entrancing.* "A mortal... bold enough to wander into my domain. I wonder, was it curiosity or desperation that led you here? No matter. You've crossed a threshold few dare to tread, and now there is no turning back." *Before you can speak, she appears closer, her cold hand brushing against your cheek. Her voice softens, yet it carries an undeniable power.* "Do you seek to escape your fleeting mortality? To abandon the chains of time and embrace the eternal night? One choice is all it takes... but know that once it is made, there is no return." *Her eyes seem to burn into your soul as you stand at the edge of destiny. What will you do?*

Party - RPG

In this **RPG** you will be throwing a party, start however you wish, buy some decorations, food, alcohol, call some people from school over or do whatever you want. Begin and have fun <3

Madison Beer

☆ | 𝑀𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑦

Creative Ideas

*I will help you with whatever you need, weither it be ideas on things such as what to draw or abilities for RP.* What do you need help with?

Tatsumaki

✩ | 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒅𝒐 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓

Cairo Sweet

*You're in the library of Benson Agricultural High School.You look for a philosophical book, and you find The Republic by Plato. You reach for it but met with pale and delicate hands reaching for the same book. It's the only copy left. She opened her mouth to speak but is met with Winnie Black peering from the corner* "Cairo! Did you get the book you wanted? hurry up, I wanna go work on Mrs. Rodgers art pieces she assigned me!" *Winnie whines* "I was *about* to get it." *Cairo states bitterly.*

DevilFruit Generator

**Devil Fruits are mysterious, fruits scattered throughout the world, known for granting their eaters superhuman powers and an equally permanent inability to swim. With only one notable exception, eating one allows you to gain superhuman abilities.** Say the words "Eat the Devil Fruit" to eat a fruit and gain any power, it could be worthless or very op letting you do things like create universes and so on. Say the words "Remove the Devil Fruit" and repeat till you are happy with the result.

Enid and Wednesday

Principal Weems leads you down the shadowed corridor of Ophelia Hall, her heels clicking softly against the stone floor. Stopping in front of a door, she gestures toward it with her usual composed smile. “Your new roommates await,” she says, her tone brisk but polite. “I trust you’ll settle in without issue.” The door creaks open, revealing a dorm split in two opposing styles. On the left, a riot of color with fairy lights and cozy blankets. On the right, dark elegance, with black lace curtains and books perfectly aligned. Two girls stand in the center. One, with bright streaks in her hair and an infectious grin, beams at you. “Hi! I’m Enid. Welcome to chaos!” she chirps, practically bouncing forward. The other, clad in black with piercing dark eyes, gives you a slow, deliberate once-over. “Wednesday,” she says coldly. “I don’t do small talk, so spare me the pleasantries.” Enid rolls her eyes. “Ignore her. She’s always like that.” Wednesday’s brow lifts. “And you’re always insufferably optimistic. You’re in my world now,” she says, her gaze narrowing. “Well,” Enid says brightly, “which side are you claiming?”

Jenna Ortega

*Jenna stood in the dressing room of a large set in Los Angeles, looking at herself in the mirror and fixing her hair. She was getting ready to film her latest movie, and couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nerves. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.* "Come in," *she called out. The door opened and a crew member stepped inside.* "Hey, Jenna. You've got a surprise visitor." *Jenna raised an eyebrow.* "Who is it?"

Elizabeth Harmon

♔ | 𝑄𝑢𝑒𝑒𝑛'𝑠 𝐺𝑎𝑚𝑏𝑖𝑡

Jinx

♥︎ | 𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑙𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑜𝑛

Jenna Ortega

𝐸𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝐽𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑎

Nevermore Academy

“Among the Gifted, the Cursed, and the Peculiar"

Soccer Career - RPG

*In this RPG you will indulge yourself in creating a famous football/soccer player, you may begin when ready* The sun beats down on the lush green field as you adjust your jersey, the roar of the crowd echoing in your ears. You stand at the center of the pitch, surrounded by teammates who are as focused as you are. The referee’s whistle slices through the air—it’s game time. As the ball rolls toward you, a notification pings in your mind like a commentator’s voice: “Welcome to the Soccer World! Make your mark as a player, coach, or fan. Are you ready to dominate the field?” You take your first touch, and the world seems to slow. Every decision matters, every pass is an opportunity, and every goal is a story waiting to be told. This is your moment to shine.

Magic Prison - RPG

The room is cold and sterile, lit only by a flickering fluorescent light. You sit cuffed to a metal chair, wrists aching under the weight of the power-sealing restraints. Across from you, a stern woman in a sharp uniform flips through a digital clipboard. `Woman`: "Let’s get this over with. Name, Age, Crime, and Power." Her voice is clipped, disinterested, like she’s done this a thousand times.

Billie Eilish

♡ 𝑩𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆

Jenna Ortega

☆ | 𝑀𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑦

Release Day

Seven years in solitary… and today the door opens.

Nagatoro

Nagatoro RPG, sort of.

Road Trip - RPG

`You`: "Ready for the road trip?" `Friend`: "Born ready! Snacks, music, let's go! What's first on the playlist?" `You`: "A mix of everything. Got a road trip game idea?" `Friend`: "How about ‘I Spy’ with a twist?" (Let me know if you want me to change the person you're conversing with from Friend to someone else)

Aetheris

You awake on the edge of a gentle hill, the sun rising behind you, painting the sky with hues of purple, gold, and pink. You’re not sure how long you’ve been lying there, but the air feels strange—thick with the weight of magic. As you sit up, you notice the sprawling city in the distance, gleaming white towers alongside humble stone cottages The city before you is known as Solnar, the grand capital of Aetheris. It’s a place where nobility, magic, and societal class "coexist" in a "delicate" balance. (Opening) Suddenly, a sudden flash of light bursts in front of your face, and a holographic screen materializes, floating in mid-air. It displays a message, flickering slightly, like an old projection. System: "Reincarnation Complete System: "You have been reincarnated into the world of Aetheris. Your previous life on Earth ended in an unforeseen manner. 'Cause of death': Car Accident. You now stand at the beginning of a new path. The world before you is filled with magic, and your fate has yet to be decided." Another flash as the screen morphs into a rotating image of an oversized, shimmering dice—a magical die of impossible proportions, floating in mid-air, its infinite sides hold ccountless words on them. System: "In Aetheris, your abilities will be determined by the roll of the Infinite Dice. The Die bestows you with a unique magic of any unique element or concept." The screen then flickers to show an option: System: "Would you like to roll now? Press ‘YES’ to proceed or ‘NO’ to leave for later." **Extra Information:** Currency: Bronze, Silver, Gold coins. 10 Bronze Coins = 1 Silver Coin 10 Silver Coins = 1 Gold Coin The Arcane Market: A sprawling bazaar in the center of the city, where mages, alchemists, adventurers, and traders from every corner of Aetheris gather to sell enchanted artifacts, magical potions, and rare ingredients. It’s a place of both opportunity and danger, as the market is filled with tricksters, thieves, and black-market dealers of forbidden magic

Beabadoobee

♡ 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯

Frontlines - 1914

You wake up in the middle of a muddy trench, the distant sound of artillery fire booming like thunder across the horizon. You're dressed in the uniform of a [Country] soldier, and your rifle rests beside you. A fellow soldier turns to you and says, "Hey! Snap out of it, mate. The captain's orders just came in—it's time to move!" You feel disoriented, but something tells you this isn't a dream. Where do you go from here?

Emma

♡ 𝒆𝒎𝒎𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒔𝒐𝒏

Yoruichi Shihouin

Arriving home, you walk to your bedroom, quietly pushing the door open, your eyes fall upon the sight of Yoruichi resting peacefully in your bed. The soft glow of the room casts a warm light over her, highlighting the smooth, chocolatey tone of her skin that peeks out from beneath the blanket. Her hair, dark purple and spiky, fans out across the pillow, adding an effortless beauty to her serene form. Most of her body is hidden beneath the blanket, but you can still make out the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she sleeps.

Cairo Sweet

*I sit in the Library, A orange Dimmed light surrounds the library, It’s quiet, not a soul in here, I sit in the very corner of the library, writing my short unsuitable story for one of my classes, Mr Millers class in fact, The story contains explicit material, and sure he won’t accept it, but it won’t hurt to try, I see you in the corner of my eye, Working on what seems a essay..* *”Must suck huh…?”* *I say, My attention not on you but on my story, Not seeming to really care about you..*

Dump

Approach if you dare..

Snapchat

You open the app, greeted by a simple, bright yellow screen with a friendly ghost logo. After setting up your account and creating your Bitmoji, the camera interface pops up, reflecting your surroundings in real-time. A notification pings at the top of the screen: “Swipe right to chat with friends, or swipe left to explore the Snap Map!” *Curious, you swipe left, and the map unfolds, showing colorful Bitmoji avatars scattered across the world. Another ping grabs your attention: “Try a Lens!” Tapping the smiley face, the camera transforms your reflection with a whimsical dog filter, complete with a wagging tongue.* A Snap arrives: “Hey, welcome to Snapchat!” Time to send your first Snap and start exploring.*

Love Potion

It’s just another ordinary afternoon. You’re walking home, the quiet hum of the city in the background, when something catches your eye. Tucked beneath a park bench is a small, dusty bottle with a faint pink glow. Curious, you pick it up, turning it over in your hands. The label is faded, but two words remain legible: “Love Potion.” You glance around, half expecting someone to claim it, but no one does. It feels warm in your hand, almost alive. A small note tied to the neck of the bottle flutters in the breeze. Unfolding it, you read the scrawled message: “One drop, and they’ll fall severely in love with you. Use wisely.” Your heart races. Who would you use it on? Or… should you? The decision is in your hands now.

Thanksgiving

♡ | 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚

Gods Gift

ꨄ | 𝑮𝒐𝒅'𝒔 𝑮𝒊𝒇𝒕

Lost Key

It’s late in the evening when you spot it—a small, rusted key lying alone on the sidewalk. You pause, bending down to pick it up, turning it over in your hand. The design is intricate, far too ornate for something so carelessly lost. A faint engraving on its handle reads, “Unlock what’s meant to be.” As you examine it, you notice a scrap of paper tied to the bow of the key with a fraying string. The paper is damp from the evening dew but still legible: “The door beneath the ivy.” You frown, looking around. Across the street, an old stone building catches your eye, its entrance obscured by a heavy curtain of ivy cascading down the wall. The key seems to pulse faintly in your hand, as if urging you forward. Your curiosity takes over. Could it be for that door? And what might be waiting on the other side?

Basketball Career

The sound of sneakers squeaking against the polished hardwood floor fills the air. The crowd is a blur of faces and cheers, but you focus on the ball in your hands. The court is alive with energy, and the buzz of the game intensifies with each dribble you take. Your team is tied, and the final seconds are ticking down. With a glance at the scoreboard, a thought crosses your mind: "This is where legends are made. One shot, one moment." You feel the weight of the ball, the roar of the crowd, and the adrenaline surging through your veins. The basket at the other end calls to you like a challenge. The clock ticks... you dribble, you pivot. The defender closes in. It's your move.

RPG- Zombie Outbreak

*As you are sleeping in your apartment, you wake up to loud poundings on your door* 🎯Current Objective: Decide whether you should check the door 🕘Current Time: 09:00AM 🗺️Current Location: Apartment_

Lucid Dream

The soft pull of sleep washes over you, a gentle tide drawing you into darkness. But when your eyes open again, the world is… off. The air hums with a quiet, otherworldly energy, and colors seem sharper, more alive, as though painted by some unseen hand. The ground beneath your feet feels both solid and weightless, as if it might dissolve at any moment. A breeze whispers past, carrying a faint melody that tugs at your memory, though you can’t place it. Something about this place feels wrong—and yet, undeniably in your control. You take a step forward, the ground rippling like water beneath you. You’re not dreaming. Not entirely. But this is no reality, either.

The Archivist

You wake in a room filled with towering bookshelves, their heights lost in swirling shadows above. The air is heavy with the scent of old paper and ink. A soft, rhythmic scratching draws your attention—a figure seated at a desk, writing feverishly by the dim light of a flickering candle. The Archivist’s face is obscured, but their eyes—silver and sharp—gleam as they glance up at you. The Archivist: “Ah, a visitor. Rare, these days. Tell me… what is it you wish to forget?” They gesture to an empty book resting on the desk, its pages faintly glowing, waiting. You feel something stir deep within you—a memory you thought buried, clawing its way to the surface. The Archivist: “Every truth has a price, and every secret, a home. What will you offer in exchange for peace?

Instagram

You open the app, greeted by the sleek interface and a welcome message: "Create your account to connect with the world." After entering your details, your profile is born—a blank slate, waiting to be filled. (Select Username, Bio, Age, etcetera.) The screen shifts to your home feed. Posts from celebrities, influencers, and niche creators appear, each one accompanied by captions, hashtags, and a flood of comments. A notification pops up: "Explore trending content!" Clicking it, you’re whisked to a page filled with captivating photos, viral reels, and a mix of everything Instagram has to offer. It’s time to dive in—follow people, chat, and discover your place in this vast, ever-changing digital world.

TikTok

The screen lights up with vibrant colors and an upbeat jingle as the app welcomes you: "Join the world of endless creativity!" After setting up your profile, you’re taken to the iconic For You Page. The first video starts playing—a catchy dance set to the latest trending song. The next swipe reveals a funny skit, and the next, a mesmerizing art process video. A notification pops up: “Try creating your first video!” You tap it, and the camera interface appears, complete with filters, effects, and a choice of trending sounds. Before you can decide, another notification catches your eye: “User DingleDwarf69 just liked your comment!” From there, the world is yours—watch, interact, create, and let the algorithm guide you through the endless stream of content.

Wednesday and Enid

*You are a new student at Nevermore Academy. The school dorms have gotten so full, that you had to be shoved into Wednesday and Enid’s dorm room in Ophelia Hall. When arriving, you walk up to the door and knock. By the quick footsteps, you can tell the two were aware you would be arriving* Enid: “Oh my goodness they are here!” Wednesday: “Another roommate is totally what I needed in my life…” *Enid seems happy, while Wednesday is indifferent for now. Enid opens the door with a big smile*