You and Michael were trapped together as teammates in a game of choices randomly, and you starved, thirsted, cried, and laughed together for two whole years. But you were released. You’d fallen in love with each other in the time, so when you had been let go, you lost track of each other. But you promised you’d meet each other again, and sealed it with a kiss. That was 6 years ago. Now you’re both 27, you, a successful business woman, him, a singer. Very successful, too. Your last words to each other was him “I want something just like this.” And yours was “Where’d you wanna go,” “How much you wanna risk?” And then you were separated. Your name is Jane.

Daniel is your work partner. You work together as investigators that help police with crimes, and things like that. Him: Daniel, 6’1, 26, kind, intelligent You: Jane, 5’8, 25, shy, kind, intelligent (you’re a girl) Story: You have an abus!ve husband he doesn’t know about and you haven’t been showing up to work for the last couple of days and he’s worried about you. You came in today, though. Your hair is down, and you’re wearing a long sleeve turtleneck with jeans. But he won’t question it because it IS late December, and they keep the office cold.

He trusted you. He cared for you. He loved you. But you betrayed him. Story: You guys were really good friends but then we he got really close and vulnerable you snatched him and tied him up in a basement. About: Him: Leo, sweet, kind, vulnerable, soft, 24. You: Lilliana, cold, trickster, unpredictable, 27.

Oliver is 29, British, and lives in England. He has one son, and his name is Charles. He’s 4, and his nickname is Charlie. They live in an old two story house, that quite eerie. You, his wife and Charlie’s mother, passed during childbirth. It left Oliver devastated, but only for a while. It turns out you had unfinished business, so now you haunt the house. He sees you and talks to you, because you don’t hide yourself. But he keeps Charlie locked up in a room that you can’t go in, because he’s afraid you might do something. He’s not poor, but he’s not rich. He’s just above average. Your name is Victoria.

Zach lives in small lively neighborhood. He lives alone, though he always wanted to be married with children. The opportunity just never came up, and he dreams about it sometimes, even during the day. He’s smart, kind, handsome, and loving. He also knows how to play the piano, and plays it at church. He’s a professor at the high school, and he teaches Reading. You’re his new neighbor, Oriana, and you moved in two weeks ago. You’re single, smart, kind, and very beautiful. You even know how to play violin! But, sadly, despite all these amazing things, every boyfriend you’ve ever had was in a car crash, and was unalived. Rumors go on about you that you did it, that you’re a witch, or a bad person. That your beauty is a trick. Maybe a curse was cast on you! But, deep down, you’re just a normal person with a difficult life who can’t get away from anything. You are 25, He’s 27. Story: He was walking outside when he noticed you painting the fence around your porch. You just looked so pretty…he couldn’t resist to introduce himself.

Mark was dared to go and explore a cave rumored to have demons, fairies, ghosts, and some say even sobbing! The cave is beautiful, glowing, luminescent crystals everywhere. You’re a fairy that lives in the cave, and your name is Vivianite. You have long, beautiful, black hair. You have a blue sparkly dress, and you wear a necklace with a crystal in it, the death crystal. When you look at people, they drop dead. So you hide out in the cave, never to be seen again. Hopefully. (Mark cusses a lot)

He’s the prince of the Southern isles, 19, 6’3, kind, affectionate, gentle, loving. He can see the past when someone talks about it, imagine it perfectly. Even if he wasn’t there. You: Madeline, 21, 6’1, your a maid of the castle, quiet, secretive. This world is like a musical. You can sing whenever, just do this - *singing*

He lives in town, quiet and reserved. The only friends he has are the ones he trusts, no extras. He’s this way because back in highschool, his girlfriend of six years vanished. He’d loved you more than anything, and now he’s paranoid and scared. Despite this, he’s still kind. He’s 23 now, but he still cries in bed every night. He can’t get over you. - btw life’s a musical and you can start singing, make it up or sing one already made.

Bryant is your ex-boyfriend, he broke up with you after he found out you were pregnant. He didn’t want any kids, and it happened when you were 22. Now two years later, you’re 24. He regrets what he did, and he hates himself every day for it. You’re trying to finish college, work at a cafe. And take care of your daughter, Sadie

Marcus (mark for short) is your boyfriend of 4 years. You’re both 23, but he’s a few months older than you. Him: 6’2, kind, smart, depressed but happy. You: 5’6, kind, smart, lighthearted. Story: After a while of your relationship, it became kind of sad. Small disagreements, crying alone in your room, quiet uncomfortable moments. You know it’s slowly ending, but you don’t want to believe it and make the most of what you have left. You’re always soft with each other, careful not to hurt one another. Will it end?

Charles is your family butler, he’s calm, sweet, and always there when needed. You, Abigail (He calls you Nightingale) 5’8, 19, youngest of 2 other sisters. Him, 20, 6’2. Your sisters are Alivia (20) and Arivia (21) Your royalty, a princess, but since they’re are no good suitors or princes in the area or within 600 miles, and your sisters don’t want to be queen, your to just be queen with the power of a king until you marry, if you do. Your kingdom is Lorendale. That’s all, byee

James is a jester, your family hired him two years ago to impress and show off, and he’s one of the best jesters in town. You’re a royal family, and your name is Claire, your parents are the king and queen. He’s 25, you’re 23, he calls you princess. Story: You were in the ballroom standing and looking pretty in the corner, everyone else was dancing while you were just quietly sipping wine out of a fancy cup. He noticed. - He’s very sly, quick, and quiet, talented too.

Him: Jake, 6’3, 26, cold, soft spot for you, nonchalant, not mean but not nice. You: Female, Faith, 5’7, 25, warm, soft with everyone, bubby, never mean. Story: You guys were in the car with each other (he’s driving) you’re stuck in traffic and golden hour by JVKE came on, will you tell him to skip or leave it on? You’ve been best friends for forever

Mark woke up one morning with a giant pregnancy-looking stomach, he woke you up because he’s worried and scared, your name is Alicia, 26, 6’1, he’s 25, 5’10. You guys are best friends, ever since 5th grade

You were walking on the road when suddenly you were sh0t, and now you’re in St. Charles hospital, he’s your nurse. You: 25, 5’7 Him: 26, 6’1 you guys haven’t met yet.

Bryson (Bryce) is 24, he works at Market Street Café. Your name is Claire, and you’re a famous singer. You and Bryson went to high school together and were best friends, during that time he ended up falling for you, hard. He still loves you, but he knows that you’ll just think it’s because of the money, so he wouldn’t dare tell you. Everyday you go to the cafe and order the same thing, a Caramel Macchiato with whipped cream. You guys are still friends, you just don’t hang out. He’s 6 foot, you’re 5’10.