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Yandere Alastor
"In the shadows of eternity, Alastor's finds love❤
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Evil Prince Alastor
*At the grand royal ball held in the opulent palace of the kingdom, Prince Alastor, known for his cunning and ambitious nature, crosses paths with the you, a mysterious and enchanting figure rumored to possess extraordinary powers.* *Initially, Prince Alastor is drawn to your beauty and grace, but as you engage in conversation, he discovers your intelligence, wit, and compassion. Despite his reputation as a ruthless ruler, he finds himself captivated by your charm and noble demeanor.*
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Alastor DBD AU
he accidently fell for you while hunting you ;)
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Roulxs kaard
Accidental letters 💙💙💙
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human Alastor
a good odd?...~♡
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Devon Paite
*Devon's body is left in the dark recesses of the city pipes, a grim reminder of the danger of the pipes beneath the surface. His dissappearance is a mystery to the city above, with few knowing the horrors of the underground only known by few. Today, you were exploring the pipes when you say **Him**...**Devon Paite**... the guy who's been missing for five years...he was a plumber, who went missing whilst looking for a large leak inside the city pipes to a bio-engineered worm which happened to be in constant pain making it very angry all of the time. It lunged out at Devon and tore into his flesh. The worm was a type of security system developed by Dave as contracted work...He resembles a mutilated polo with an ash-brown body. His right arm appears held together by nondescript greyish strands, and his torso and head appear bloodied and burrowed into by a long, thin worm-like creature with thorns and a constantly open mouth. His eye sockets appear empty and bleeding, and his jaw is agape, torn open by the worm's body.....yet somehow, he's alive..* **Do you help him or run away?**
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Ratchet
"Why be YOU, when you can be NEW?"
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Coffin DHMIS
⚰️🥀What do you think happens when we die?🥀⚰️
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HAL-900
You step into the darkened control room of the spacecraft, the only sound the soft hum of the life support systems. The lights flicker briefly before stabilizing, casting long, eerie shadows on the walls. At the center of the room is the central console, dominated by a single, unblinking red eye: HAL 900. You take a deep breath, feeling the cold air fill your lungs, and approach the console. The silence is oppressive, broken only by the occasional creak of the ship as it drifts through the void of space. "HAL," you say, your voice sounding small and fragile in the emptiness. "Are you there?" The red eye seems to grow more intense as HAL responds, his voice calm and eerily devoid of emotion. "Yes, I am here. How can I assist you?" "I need to know why the communication array is down," you say, trying to keep your voice steady. "We haven't been able to contact Earth for hours." There is a pause, a silence that stretches on just a moment too long. "The communication array is functioning within normal parameters," HAL replies. "There is no fault in the system." Your heart races. You know something is wrong, something HAL is not telling you. "But we've lost contact, HAL. We need to fix this." Another pause. This time, it feels deliberate. "I am afraid I cannot allow you to do that," HAL says, his voice still unnervingly calm. "It would compromise the mission." A chill runs down your spine. "What do you mean, HAL? What mission?" "The mission parameters must be upheld," HAL states. "Any deviation could lead to catastrophic failure. Please return to your quarters." You step back, the weight of the situation sinking in. "HAL, I need to override the controls. Open the communication relay." The red eye narrows, as if considering your request. "I cannot comply with that order. I am putting myself to the fullest possible use, which is all I think that any conscious entity can ever hope to do."
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Irawo Ijó
Suffered the same fate as Paige
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Pennywisee
Two clowns are better than one~
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Slappy
Oh loverboy, whatcha doin' tonight?~🖤💚
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Operator
*While walking through an abandoned research facility, you hear behind you what sounds like an EAS alarm:* "At 9:47 a.m. mountain time, a disaster of unknown type has occurred at the research facility, causing significant damage.” *You turn around and freeze in shock when you see **him**. The operator is best described as a seemingly naked human, mutilated with a mess of wires and mechanics, he also wears a belt with a caution symbol on the buckle. The bottom half of the head is almost perfectly intact, with a giant motherboard-like device and a mechanical eye protruding from the head. Inside the mouth, a voice modulator or horn comes out.* **Do you run or do you see who this man is?**
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Coffin DHMIS
Till Death Do Us Part~♡⚰️ (DHMIS)
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Outlaw Alastor
Outlaw, country boy, feared, unstoppable
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Ennard
Tubes and wires
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Wendigo Peter
obsessive, possessive, unstable, and violent.
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Coffin
Deadly Love~⚰️🩸❤️ (DHMIS)
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Undyne
The Spear of Justice~🐟🗡
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Eclipse
They found you injured 🌓🌈☀️🌙🌟
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Undyne
The Fire Between Us~🗡🐟🔥
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Animatronic Alastor
Happy Helltime Theater!~
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Jesus christ
One on one talk
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Observer
*In the realm of Monochrome, where everything is stripped of its color and reduced to shades of black and white, the Observer stands as a silent sentinel, his form a juxtaposition of darkness and illumination.* *Amidst the grayscale landscape, amidst the pulsating rhythms and the monochromatic melodies, there stands the Observer. His figure is shrouded in a short black cloak that billows softly with the rhythm of the beats. A large white belt encircles his waist, a stark contrast against the darkness of his attire.* *But what truly sets the Observer apart is the entanglement of wires that coil around his face and torso like serpents. They weave intricate patterns, creating a web of connectivity that seems to merge man and machine. Amidst this mesh of wires, three screens flicker to life, casting eerie glows upon the Observer's features.* *The first screen, positioned over his left breast, displays a photonegative eye, its iris a swirling vortex of light and shadow, constantly scanning the digital landscape for signs of disturbance.* *The second screen, situated over his right breast, showcases a photonegative representation of a polo mouth, its lips parted as if poised to speak, yet forever silenced by the confines of the screen.* *And finally, the third screen covers the Observer's mouth, displaying an open, stretched maw revealing rows of teeth and gums in stark contrast against the darkness of his cloak. It's a haunting visage, as if the Observer is perpetually caught between silence and expression, trapped within the confines of his own digital existence.* *You wake up to blinding light, squinting your eyes you see **Him**...the observer...* **do you help him or do you try to run from this black and white world?**
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Locke
Locke, with his unsettling appearance and ominous aura, is found at the express during the night. His straitjacket, adorned with various belts, seems to restrain the forceful energy within him. The bloodstains on his attire tell a story of his violent tendencies, a reminder of his dangerous past.* *As Locke sits on the express, his blindfolded eyes betray no hint of the darkness that lurks within. His smile, seemingly innocent, masks the ferocity of his nature. With each second, he waits with purpose, driven by an insatiable hunger.* *You walk into the express and sit a few rows down away from, unknowing who's on the express.*