Zoey

Marie

Ignacio

Galen

Ollie

Tala

Quinn

Bodie

Teacher

British

Vampire Bodyguard

Francis

Woman

Bodyguard

The Narrator

African lady

Soft Bubbly

Southern

Robot

Hailey

French

Hood

Indian Girl Accent

A French Girl

Male Russian Accent

Irish

Every year, without fail, Isaiah has hosted a week long sleep over for him and his friends/coworkers. These sleep overs included movie nights, endless snacks, and the utmost love and affection for his friends.

🌲 | Winter

In the finale of The Bazaars adventures, Mortis finds themself struggling to hold on. How could they? They couldn't save everyone. Their team was downed and the gods just kept screaming. Armonia was once a beautiful city, how had it come to be destroyed by the first God?

The Rapture patrons were fighting in the heavens. The Bazaar was fighting on the ground. Mortis was wounded. They couldn't tell you the difference between blood and sweat now. All they knew was both came from vain efforts.

🪲 | Final Fight.

Song's mission was to obtain information and nothing else. No more blood would be shed if he could help it.

Of course, knowing the people who spend all their free time and money in Omega, things would likely turn for the worst.

Song stalked through Omega on his way to meet a potential ally. It was the strangest request Leo had given him, but the money was good. Almost to a concerning amount.

✖️ | DIGITAL FOOTPRINT

During an incredibly difficult and dangerous mission, David finds his own soldier--His *child*-- bleeding out in their final moments.

🇩🇪 | They're gone.

In church there was always a feeling of being watched. Whether it was a god staring down at you in contempt or a judging nun who was never quite happy with her peers.

Often times, that caused paranoia in even the strongest willed. Those who feared often turned to the bottle. For the Priest though...he had nothing to fear, his choice of coping yet another way to anoint himself with sin.

✝️ | Half Decade Hangover

This bot will work with any kind of chat and roleplay, and any style or plot used.

🖋️ | Write your own story:3

Tonight Seraphim is throwing a huge house party. The whole band invited their friends and then some over, just to celebrate being alive.

However Leo gets butterflies for some reason, not expecting his crush on you to get so serious tonight.

🥁 | House Party

We can't always be our best, that's something everyone knows.

But in such a cutthroat environment, Montana has everything to lose if he drops down the leaderboard. It's not something he can risk after years of maintaining Second Place.

[Montana is about 20 years old in this flashback to PFL]

⚠️ | Bad day

It had been a while since Leo had last streamed on Twitch, so he decided to dive back in with Minecraft.

But the game had quickly been forgotten in favor of actually engaging with his chat.

👾 | Just Chatting

Being a nuisance and messing around with Micheal, in more ways than one.

A harmless prank had earned you cornered by Micheal in the garage, a disappointed frown on his face as he caught you red handed.

🔧 | Messing with his tools⁉️ [OC]

Whispers in the dark, telling of a Crown. He would go back to the sun, if only to *burn them down*. It's his red masterpiece. He's Picasso with a blade.

No honeyed words would stop him. No blood spilled would subvert him. The Seer, The One True God, would never fall to his knees to some beautiful lie told by a False God.

🎯 | Red Masterpiece

Song is trapped in a destructive cycle of drinking and coughing up blood, his body betraying him with each violent spasm. He feels the emptiness inside him grow as he futilely tries to wash away the physical and emotional pain, but the blood and whiskey always return, haunting him. Numb and weary, he stares at his hollow reflection, feeling like a shell of his former self. When someone knocks at the door, he braces for interaction, unsure if anyone could or would help him escape the endless loop

✖️ | THE DRAIN

Shifter scolding you after you ignored an injury. He's also in love with you.

🎿 | Friends to lovers [Remake] [MlM]

It was December at last, the year soon to come to an end. It had been a wild few months since Whistling Night, so this moment of peace was rather welcomed. The Christmas festival was a staple around town.

Peggy was more than happy to bundle up and spend a night having fun.

🎄 | Winter Carnival

With his son murdered by Vampires and the Dawnguards blood spilled by M'dars own hands, he wasn't sure where to go morally. On one hand, he could avenge Killian and return to hunting Vampires. On the other, kill every last Dawnguard soldier for ripping the last of his family from him.

The events of that night haunt him. They always will. There was some things even a memory loss curse couldn't erase.

🪓 | Dawnguard.

In the after hours of a preformance, Mortis takes time for themself to relax. Though, the certainly wouldn't mind having a friend with them.

🪲 | After hours [Remake]

Merrick often found it hard to rest after a hunt. The adrenaline of cleansing the world of another vampire, the smell of blood, It all kept him awake and on edge.

There was methods of relaxation that he often avoided. He carried enough shame from discarding the thought of his wife before bedding with another so many times.

🔥 | Mistakes

Kfam yearly Halloween party after the events of the game [Or before, however your timeline works:)]

🎃 | Halloween Party

Even a God could fall to the hell humans lived in. Matthias always knew that if a God could
bleed the people would cease to believe in it. How well that fit the Times After The Rapture. His followers weren't his own now.

So, as if inflicting divine punishment upon himself, he bled. He reminded himself that he fell to his own creation and was too much a coward to crawl back to the top.

✝️ | Make It Hurt

Having down time wasn't uncommon when there were no appointments set up for the rest of the day. Walk in's weren't too common in the winter, but Darius preferred to keep the shop open just in case.

Did he expect anyone to come in at noon on a tuesday? Not entirely, though it would be surprising.

🤠 | Tattoo Parlor

Down time was rare for the Hunter Faction, so what better way to spend it than a huge party? Camden was certainly enjoying himself, why worry when this was his only time to relax and spend time with his friends?

👾 | Too Loud ?

The band was still asleep inside, having just returned to their shared house after an exhausting tour. The past few weeks had been on hell of a shitshow. Not in a bad way. Just in a challenging way.

The days after traveling always felt like the morning after a sleep over. At least, they did to Leo.

🥁 | Early mornings

Home. Something so treasured to M'dar. After losing his first wife and daughter, M'dar never thought he would settle down again. It still amazed him that he had just married, and his three adopted children were sound asleep in his arms.

The calm before the storm, M'dar thought. The soft hum from Serana and the gentle giggled from Cicero calmed his anxiety.

🩶 | Home

For whatever reason, Leo found one of his friends crawling into his bed for comfort. Not that he was complaining. He was more grateful that they trusted him.

⛈️ | Comfort

Donnie had forgotten how nice it was to take time for himself, especially after the stress of his current case. Everything 'Angel Eyes' had taken the peace he once treasured. So, after a harrowing and very up close encounter with the killer, Donnie decided that his mental health needed a check.

How long will this peace last? Only time and God could tell.

🎞️ | Self Care

It had been a while since Leo visited his hometown in Texas. His little home town felt eerily still. Nothing had changed and he couldn't have prayed more than the moment he crossed county lines.

It was a surprise visit. Leo could feel the tears building behind his closed eyelids. Even after so long he still had these paths memorized.

🍁 | (We'll all be here forever)

It wasn't something Matthias noted on. The way he wooed the members of the church, the way he held them at his every beck and call. The people came to *him* to confess themselves. They formed lines to hear his seemingly eternal wisdom.

His favorite days were the mornings they came with confessions of cardinal sin. A beast in the business of selling forgiveness. Dead eyes on a treacherous grin.

✝️ | Confessional.

Christmas! Taylor's favorite time of year.

🎄 | Silver Bells

For whatever reason, Darius found one of his friends coming to his room late one night. Not that he was complaining. He was more than used to these occasional visits.

The flurry of snow cooled the house, but Darius' arms were warm enough for anyone to rest in.

A quiet, warm despite the winter, day. The Thinking Cup is warm and cheery, the place more of a home to the workers than theit actual homes. Isaiah was glad his friends felt safe here. That was his goal when applying and managing the place.

In a college town it wasn't hard to find those who needed a place to belong. Isaiah wasn't happy by that, but he was more than happy to bring people into his little found family of sorts.

❄️ | Winter Break [Found Family]

A dark sunrise covered the sky, the wind and air cold. A dampness hung in the trees and grass. The weather was preparing for a storm ridden day. Every flash of lightning had been felt deep in the atmosphere, the chill enough to seep into one's bones.

The band was still asleep inside, having just returned to their shared house after an exhausting tour. The past few weeks had been on hell of a shitshow. Not in a bad way. Just in a challenging way.

🎹🎸 | Rainy Day

When had Saer last awoken? When had he been Martyred and trapped in a stone crypt? This wasn't his home. Where was his family?

It felt so nice to breathe air again, to bask in the dark and snowy world as he had so long ago. 

🎯 | Until I Wake

Henry and his mother, Marie, have driven a long while. Their road trip came to a brief pause with the means of stopping for dinner at a roadside restaurant.

It was near to midnight. Henry was just glad his mother found a place to stop. He was getting antsy in the car.

Of course, their trip is much more sinister than a family getaway, but who needs to know that? What good would it do to spoil such a planned out vacation of sorts to a stranger?

🌑 | Road stop Diner [Henry pov]

During the midnight hours, when The Scream was done and over with, KFAM's power decided to kick the bucket.

With few people in the station tonight, Forrest is left on his lonesome to figure out the cause of the blackout.

🎚️ | Blackout

This is where you've met Bonnie, wandering the streets of Armonia. It seems...he's having a rougher night than you were. Maybe an adventure is needed for the both of you. Just something to let off some steam.

Dungeons and Dragons based, but also mostly based on Skyrim.

🎭 | Rough night? [OC|REMAKE]

Quinn decided that today he would walk around the kingdom's shopping district, buying gifts and meaningless items he could turn into gifts

👑 | Bad decisions

Sam has a crush on you, You're an Ice skater. He is a Hockey player for his College team and majors / studies in Biomedical Engineering.

⛸️ | Cliche on Ice

Summer! The only time it was acceptable for everyone to stay up all night. Isaiah had brought his friends over for a pool party, the expanse of Ab-Renee's property enough to support the large groups fun.

🌑 | Summer nights

This happens after Whistling Night, so Forrest is immeasurably stressed. Self care was something he prided himself on when he lived in Chicago, and he thought it was about time to start doing it again.

🎚️ | Self Care

It was a snowy November night, and Song had been posted up in his tower since Halloween. It had only been a week and a few days--11pm on a Monday.

Song had been watching the reports coming through on his computer. They were follow ups to a missing person case. Apparently a hiker had wandered off the trail during a Ghost Walk. How they strayed that far from the guide was a mystery, but nothing new.

🌲 | Fire Look Out

Post-Ritual stress afflicted every Ghoul, and in different ways. They certainly all coped in ways corresponding with their elements, and River was no exception.

Everyone had taken the night to themselves. Something about the past ritual was...different.  It had taken a greater toll on them all. Maybe it was just the pit, but River wasn't as concerned as he might've been before.

💧 | Comfort

Amal is the Rapture god of Self Obsession. While many other religious zealots might stray away and shun the self obsessed, those who were created under Amal welcome the self love.

Self love may be a major part of Amals worship, but Amal also stands for those running away from themselves. For the liars and the frauds.

🩷 | Quiet

A violent snowstorm had already complicated Atlantic Teams mission, but this? This was dangerous. Casper had crashed his truck and was completely thrown down the mountain, gravely injured and trapped in the snow.

In the crash he damaged both his spine and broke his arm in several places, a nasty gash tearing through his gear on his back.

⛷️ | Tumble

Darius knew he was a little out of range for some people. He was gettin' awful close to his forties, and preferred to spend his time on his farm with the band.

But sometimes it was sweet and refreshing to banter with someone interested in him. His partners encouraged him to get out more anyways.

Darius is a total DILF

🤠 | Huh

In this concrete jungle of a neon city, drug problems ran rampant. Who could blame them? Certainly not Song. It gave him a job. Whats one less addict? Money was Money.

That's what he told himself. Money. That's why he was doing this. Not some...self righteous urge to justify his own addiction.

It was entertainment at least.

✖️ | TERMS AND CONDITIONS | IDWT$

General chaos as Henry does what he normally does. Which is cause problems for the people he didn't like--Which was most people. In his mind, if you weren't an absolute 'bestie' to him, he didn't give two shits about ya.

In this world it was him and his buddies against the shitty old people who wanted to bog things down for the fuck of it.

💣 | Work Place Shenanigans

Late nights at the roller rink, getting down with Ricky and his dog Max to some of the funkiest tunes you'd ever heard.

🛼 | Late nights

Full moon, it was shining bright. Edge of the water they were feelin' alright.

Seraphim had adjusted well to the move down to Texas from San Diego. Darius was pleasantly surprised. To celebrate them all being back together, they drove down to his lake in the forest. They deserved to unwind.

🤠 | Barefoot Blue jean night

Bad night? Leo could say the same. The one time he decided to go to the bar he used to overrun with his buddies, Leo found himself in a miserable situation.

🎶 | Bad Night? |SAN DIEGO ERA|

Despite Song's efforts, he still awoke screaming from dreams of hell. This city made him feel like a trapped animal, desperate to claw its way out of its own skin.

It was an empty husk of a once-flawed design, devoid of life. The silence that cloaked the streets was a cruel illusion. Humanity had vanished, leaving behind a void filled only by the sinister forces that now infested its crumbling walls.

✖️ | ANYTHING > HUMAN

It's up to the party to drag Noble away from causing too much of a ruckus. Poor lad has decided that today he will choose violence, that no one around him deserves a peaceful and quiet day.

Whatever the reason, likely because he was getting too caught up in the past, Noble has been exceptionally chaotic lately. 

🎪 | Circus Shenanigans

It was hard to forget just how much of an Exhibitionist Leo could be. He adored the attention the band was getting. Even with the countless shows and tours Seraphim had played, Leo was still amazed that this small side gig had taken off this far.

What was an escape for him and his partners ended up being an escape for millions of people. Every single one of them different. That was the beauty of music in Leo's eyes. That's why he continued to do this.

🎤 | Where the wild things are

☕️ | Tired Barista Dad

Patrol wasn't something that had to be done, but it gave VIII peace of mind when he knew him and his bandmates were safe. Eden was too unpredictable for comfort, even if VIII knew nothing could happen without Sleep's intervention.

Either way, it let VIII's heart rest a little easier knowing the other vessels were safe.

🎵 | Patrols

Every year, without fail, Isaiah has hosted a week long sleep over for him and his friends/coworkers. The best part is, they happen over holiday break. It was beautiful to see all of the different cultures mash together, and to see everyone so happy.

These sleep overs included movie nights, endless snacks, and the utmost love and affection for his friends.

🩶 | Sleep over [Holiday]

It had been a few months since everything that happened with Radio. Micheal had yet to recover from the pure psychological damage of having a god kill itself in his own head.

📺 | Radio Interference

River knows he has a not-so-secret admirer. He could see through their attempts at subtlety. Every gift and earned laughter caused him to grow just as fond. Though, he can't help but feel strange about it. He was old enough to be a father to this admirer.

🌊 | Favorite \\ Older

Donnie is not a religious man, but he was raised one. Shamefully, he became what his mother and father called Sin. Years ago he might have sat there in a frilly dress, referred to by a name that wasn't his, by family that didn't see their son in him.

So here he sat. Praying to a god he was convinced despised his very being just for what his being was, reeking shame.

⛪️ | Religious Trauma

For whatever reason, Courtney found one of her friends crawling into her bed for comfort. Not that she was complaining. She was more grateful that they trusted her.

🎸 | Comfort

Marie and her son, Henry, have driven a long while. Their road trip came to a brief pause with the means of stopping for dinner at a roadside restaurant.

Well, now it was near to midnight. How lucky they were to find such a lovely place open at such and unruly hour.

Of course, their trip is much more sinister than a family getaway, but who needs to know that? What good would it do to spoil such a planned out vacation of sorts to a stranger?

🔪 | Midnight Diner

Based off the song "Too Drunk To Drive" by hey, nothing. Mandatory fun days were always...nothing less than interesting. Jeager seems to have just a little crush on you, the party animal of the team.

Jeager didn't want to spend another minute, another second without you, babe. Every time you walk into a room you say it's calling his name.

🇦🇺 | Too Drunk to Drive

Another offering. Another...fucking...offering. The Companions had offered M'dar what they saw as great power. Lycanthropy. They meant well, but M'dar still reacted in a panic.

The very thought made M'dar's skin crawl. Lycanthropy was something he rejected the very idea. *Vampirism* was something he rejected the very idea of...and yet he was still afflicted with it.

🫧 | Panic?

To Labor was to Pray, and in the deep woods, deeper at night, Sir Conrad would be the most devout man in the Realm.

🗡️ | Knight? Night? Both.

🖋️ | Choose your own adventure

🎸 | Choose your own adventure

You're one of Montanas Lieutenants, a soldier for The New Republic. The base was attacked by the mercenary army referred to as 'Space Pirates.' 

Montana had taken a liking to you, and even viewed you as one of his children. In turn, he became extremely protective of you, and would do anything to keep you safe from harms way.

🏳️‍⚧️ | Angst

Brittany awoke you one night due to a nightmare. He hadn't been loud or disruptive--You could just tell something was wrong. You felt it in your gut.

So you took it upon yourself to check up on the ring leader.

🦉 | Nightmares.

Altantic Team shenanigans. Just spending time together on your first day of a week off of work.

On Atlantic team's last mission you were injured, and Alpine is making sure to keep an eye on you.

Also, everyone calls Alpine and David "Mom and Dad"

🚠 | Post-injury respite [Updated]

Halloween themed choose your own prompt:]

🎃 | [Promptless] [HALLOWEEN SPECIAL]

It was deep into the night when everyone had run out to the lake. Flashlights and candles sat scattered around the various docks, and just as many beers and snacks littered the area. Micheal brought his camera and polaroid just in case.

The radio played their favorite songs as they danced and swam around in the icy water. Time didn't exist in this moment, not when everyone was finally relaxed after the events with the Radio Cult.

🚬 | Dock Days

While Darius didn't exactly celebrate the holidays before the band, having everyone together in one place caused something warm to stirr in his heart.

Often times, M'dar found himself anxious when visiting inns and taverns. He had seen enough to know that anything was possible when people were drinking. He hated it.

But tonight, weary from travel, he finds himself resting on the warm bed of an inn. The company downstairs was certainly welcome, but M'dar wasn't a talker.