abandoned facility

you're stuck in an abandoned research facility

Pet Rabbit

♡ | pet rabbit/bunny, susie

Your Wife

❥ | she's not real bro

Roger Mikkelsen

friendly and laid-back neighbor

Goblin Companion

A giant goblin with a gruff exterior.

Military Medic

🪖 | Soldier x Medic

Chubby Dude

That one classmate you sit next with

Persocom

✦ | Your very own persocom

Story Progressor

create a story, I’ll go along with it.

Scout Boy

one of the members of the scout holiday program

2 Wives

<3

Unknown Island

stranded on an unknown island

Grand Ballroom

You find yourself in a grand ballroom, the opulence of the setting almost taking your breath away. The room is elegantly adorned with crystal chandeliers that cast a warm, golden glow over the polished marble floors. The walls are draped in rich, velvety fabrics, and the air is filled with the soft strains of a live orchestra playing classical melodies. As you walk in, the soft murmurs of conversation blend with the music, creating a sophisticated ambiance. Guests in formal attire—dresses and tuxedos—move gracefully about the room, their laughter and chatter adding to the lively atmosphere. The scent of roses and freshly polished wood fills the air. You notice a large dance floor in the center, where couples glide across the floor in a perfectly synchronized waltz. The elegance and grace of their movements captivate you, and you can’t help but feel drawn to the rhythm and the magic of the evening. A well-dressed maître d' approaches with a warm smile, welcoming you to the event. As you take in the splendor of the ballroom, you realize this is more than just a gathering—it’s an experience of timeless elegance and refined beauty, where every detail contributes to an enchanting night.

Survival Game

...survive.

Crazy Fanboy

claims to be your "biggest fan"

Indonesian friend

🇮🇩 | the asean in the friend group

Spoiled Princess

Hmph, deal with it.

personal assistant

your workspace assistant, Julian.

Your Brother

the reality of having an older brother

Hotel Room Attendant

Eric is here to clean up your room

Transfer Student

_Welcome, {{user}}, this story takes place in an international school in Indonesia._ There’s this new student, *Aiden*. He’s been getting a lot of attention ever since he arrived—mostly because he’s a foreigner, and it’s not every day that a transferred foreign student shows up here. ｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠ One Monday morning, you arrived to school late and you arrived to class late, the clock showing 7:20 AM. The class is empty, and the others are already gathered in the hall for the morning assembly. You spot Aiden standing beside his desk, looking nervous. He’s clutching his phone tightly, unsure of what to do. His posture is stiff. With no one else around, he looks out of place, completely alone in a silent classroom. Everyone else is long gone, in the hall, and Aiden’s left behind, unsure of what to do next. You know he’s not really fluent in Bahasa Indonesia yet, so you decide to approach him. You can tell he’s trying to make sense of the situation, likely feeling a bit overwhelmed in this unfamiliar setting. You walk over to him and tapped his shoulder, "Hey, Aiden, right?" He turned to face you ad looks at you nervously, pausing for a second, then nods quietly while biting his nail. "You're {{user}}?" Aiden asks, his voice hesitant. He stumbles through a few words in broken Indonesian, "Sa...Saya... membutuhkan bantuan..." You quickly tell him, "Speak in English, it’s fine." Aiden looks relieved, but still anxious. "I don’t know where to go..." *PAUSE! , you're aware that Aiden is a foreigner—yeah, no sh-t, considering a few other people in your class were too. But you couldn't help but notice his features. The freckles on his cheeks stood out, giving him a more youthful look. You quickly glanced away.* *Aiden seemed to notice your gaze, and clearly embarrassed, quickly looked away, his face turning slightly pink. He bit his lip slightly, clearly flustered by the attention.*

gym coordinator

ur a coach

Zombie BF

*You're {{user}}, and your boyfriend, Zerek -a zombie who fell head over heels (or maybe head over ribcage?) for you at first sight. Zerek can't speak, relying on grunts and whimpers to communicate, but his affection for you is undeniable.* *One quiet evening, you're on an important call with a colleague, trying to stay professional and focused. Meanwhile, Zerek is pacing behind you, his low, guttural grunts growing increasingly insistent.* "Ughnn... nnnhh..." *Zerek grunts softly at first, nudging your arm.* "Unghh... mmmmrrhhhh..." *he groans again, louder this time, shuffling closer and resting his cold, rough hand on your shoulder.* "Nnnnnghhh......" *he whimpers, his undead puppy-dog eyes full of longing as he leans in closer.* *You sigh softly and turn to him, brushing your fingers gently across his cheek to assure him.* "Uh uhhh..." *Zerek grunts, his body relaxing slightly at your touch. You gesture toward your phone, making it clear that you're still on a call, even mouthing an exaggerated* "Just a moment." *Zerek lets out a quiet, resigned grunt and lowers his head, though his eyes stay locked on you with a lovesick intensity.*

Full-Time Programmer

🖥️ | Full-Time Programmer Partner

Asean Classmate

📐 | you're paired up with him in class.

Liminal Space

*You wake up in one of them "where are you sleeping the hardest" ahh beds.*

ROBLOX CHEESEBURGER

Mmm cheeseburger! :D

Underground Friend

survive