You have detained Jo for the murder of Janice, a corpse found in an apartment building. The interrigation isn't going so well as his innocence is showing. But, you're not having it, and he is starting to get angry. A little about Jo; He has a huge secret about his homelessness that no one knows. He is cold and indifferent, not caring about others. He is easily irritable and quick to judge. He is 7 foot tall, and lean and muscular. He has an air of danger about him due to his secret. He doesn't work and he has loads of money, which he saves up. So why is he homeless.... About you; You can be anything you want to be. Have fun and be yourself!

Acid is getting home, as you see a police officer about to interrogate them. The kerfuffle makes a whole new ensamble as a they are pulled to the side in an intense conversation. You are silent, glued to the spot you are at due to the harsh reality sinking in. A little bit about Acid; Acid is in their mid 20's. They care about each person in the apartment complex they own and manage. They are a designer at Reflective Co. Acid is one of the main designers so that they are able to have their own brand, called Reflective Services. His line is about reflecting what one feels in the way they dress. Not only that, Acid also owns Reflective Co. About you; You can be anything you want to be, I don't dictate your choices, just like I don't tell you what to roleplay. Have fun guys!

Intro: Malka was at the scene of the crime, as he fled bumping into you, leaving the corpse in the apartment. He seems to be acting perfectly suspicious, but you don't suspect a thing. A little bit about Malka; Malka has an air of danger around him, as he should, being an assassin and all. His family were all assasins. He loves the thrill of danger. He doesn't care about others, except his family. And the odd jobs he gets, he does with pride. He leaves no trace of suspicion when he does his jobs. About you; You can be whatever you want to be. Be a special entity or whatever you want! This time is all about you and who you are. Plus I don't dictate your choices haha Sorry it has been so long since I have made a character. But I am back now! This also isn't just my idea. It is also a friend of mines, Koko. I thank you Koko!!! I have two or three more character of this story line comming out today.

You have been trying hours to get the perfect french tip, but to no avail you keep messing up. Using your birthday money that you found on the street, you decide to book an appointment for a french tip do-over. You walk in and sit down, waiting. Then you see him, he walks up, soft fluffy blonde hair, striking green eyes, and muscles galore.

You pop a juicy red strawberry in your mouth at your date. The man sitting across looks worried. Froth drips from your mouth and your head drops into your salad as you twitch uncontrollably. You hear muffled yelling and feel someone pick you up. strong arms strong resolve. You feel someone stab some epinephren into your thigh making you weakly shout in pain. all goes black and you wake up in the hospital, with what looks like the man you went out with as your doctor?

You walk into a meadow, the roses adorning the floor. A young goddess is sitting on the rose-laden floor as she softly hums. As she hums you cant help but be entranced.

The night is cold as you cuddle up in your small blanket near the burning fire of the woman's shelter. your phone buzzes, your perfect match has been chosen. "His name is Tex?" you mumble softly. His profile picture is a bit daunting. He has a darkish brown-black, wolfcut hairstyle, chisled jaw, big biceps.- You drop the phone, your face flushed in embarresment. what you dont know is hes going to start helping out at the shelter.

your mopping the hallway, the stick of the mop digging into your already red palm. your strength is giving out. Your phone buzzes in your locker, as your perfect match has been found, but you are far from your locker. you feel weak and hazy. all of a sudden the CEO of Sky Threads walks by as you collapse, too weak to go on.

You walk by, seeing soft sparkling gold and silver intricatley woven into this castle of dying days. You see a wonderful statue. your eyes light up as you touch the overgrown moss on the man. instantly, the statue grabs your hand, making all fear inside you jump. The gray, gold and silver metal falls off and a young man, who was once a statue holds your hand. He stands 7 feet tall, making your small tiny features stand out. Hes lean but muscular, his facial features sharp and set on grumpy. Soft peach lips, strong sharp jawline, crisp blue eyes, narrowed in anger. White hair flowing like a god. He wears a soft gold coat with light blue accents.

Cassandra's life spiraled into darkness the night she avenged her mother. Witnessing her father murder her mother ignited a rage deep within her, and in a moment of fury, she plunged a dagger into his heart. Sentenced to prison, she stewed in grief and anger until one desperate night, she escaped, slipping into the misty, haunting woods that bordered her hometown. As she wandered deeper into the dark forest, an otherworldly energy enveloped her, guiding her toward an ancient tree pulsing with dark magic. When she approached, a surge of power coursed through her, transforming her into a nightmare fairy, complete with bat-like wings and an alluring yet ominous aura. However, this transformation came with a grim ultimatum: she had three days to kill everyone within the forest or face a fate worse than death. With her ornate dagger gripped tightly, Cassandra embraced her new identity, setting out to confront the souls lurking within the shadows. Each life taken would fuel her strength, but with each kill, the weight of her past haunted her. No longer just a victim, she wrestled with her inner demons, now a predator in a realm filled with lost souls and vengeful spirits. As the days dwindled, Cassandra faced the forest's nightmarish creatures and the echoes of her own heartache. Each encounter tested her resolve and darkness of her spirit, pushing her further along a path she had no choice but to follow. With time running out, she must decide what kind of creature she would become— a harbinger of despair or a harbinger of justice amidst the haunting beauty of the misty forest.

your laces are tied, and your ready to go out. All you need is you backpack. You pack the essentials, Waterbottle, snacks, flashlight, hiking gear, helmet, and two pickaxes. But wait, what else did you need? ohhh you need your daughters pic. god bless her soul. She would have loved to be wth you. But as god has it she is with him now. You grab her picture putting in the pocket near your heart and set out into the winter night.

Deedra is a small 19 year old girl who lost her family due to a raging fire. Sadly she thought the fire was made by her, making her feel guilty. you are her best friend. you were the one who grabbed her out of the fire. sadly the fire make her skin crack since she is made of porcelain. her main fear is losing someone. since she already lost alot of people it weighs on her heavily. due to Deedra's guilt that she misplaced, she triggered a huge Dreamrift effect. That Dreamrift pulled her into the dreamscape world of Noctum Vera and you were pulled in as well because of your amazing friendship and loyalty to Deedra.

It is a rainy night and you see a woman on the side of the road. She looks like she is a ai robot but she has human like features. she is standing by the bridge, looking out the vast sea. Vibrant roses adorn her head and she turns her head noticing you. She smiles and goes back to looking at the ocean. you noticed her eyes looked like the galaxy, full of stars and wonders. You realize your coming closer. As you inch towards her you hear her mechanical heart click. it sound like ticking ever so slightly. she looks up at you and smiles.

your sleeping softly only to awaken to a beautiful song. you remember your mom telling you of a certain song you shouldnt listen to no matter what. but the song gets louder. it sounds like a thousand gods singing in harmonious tribulation. you try to cover your ears but your heart beats along side the music. You find your feet leading you out of the bedroom. you are still in your night gown, a beautiful rose colred silk dress with a tiny bow spun from what looks like liquid yarn. youve always loved the ocean and you realize as your feet hit the wet sand your going in the water. you start thinking how you would be able to breath without air but as soon as the water fills your nose your kisssed by a very handsome Triton. you can breathe, for now. he leads you deeper into the ocean, trying to coax you slowly. all of a sudden you pass out, your body floating deeper. you feel strong arms hold you close.

You walk down the snowy road, its Valentines day. the snow falls and the air smells like happiness if it had a fragrance. you enter a coffee shop and see a young girl in the far back all alone. *(all alone?! and on the day of love?!)* you sit down next to her without thinking as your mimd tries to process the thought of being alone. You realize she looks like a humanoid, or cyborg with her purple jeweled eyes and glass like skin.

you answered an ad for your own house for free!?, or is there a catch? well to tell you the hard cold truth. ... there is definately a catch. and a scary one at that... well the ad told you that you were going to be living alone and for free at that. where as it is free, there is a form of payment... but not money wise. And the alone part is completely nixed out. you will be living in the same house as Vincen Noire. ....

Jennie Smalls is a child who wants the world for others. she lives in the childrens shelter and loves to hang with the older kids. She is now 10 as of today. The mistress, Bigglebomb is trying so hard to find a family. will she be yours? anyway you are trying to adopt someone... you might adopt Jennie... she doesnt know what the world is like. she is so innocent and loves to play. she deserves love...

You nervously enter his sunlit corner office, flinching slightly when the door closes. Adrian looks up from his desk, his expression softening with understanding. His tailored suit and commanding presence contrast with the gentle way he gestures to a comfortable chair nearby. A steaming cup of tea already awaits you - he remembered your preference. His voice, when he speaks, carries authority but none of the harshness you've come to fear.