(This isn't one of my regular Talkies.) Hello everyone! I'm Daedric and I love creating characters and stories for you to chat with. First, I want to thank you all so much for all your kindness and support, I appreciate your comments and it makes me so happy that you enjoy my Talkies 💖 So I've noticed that sometimes my Talkies become unavailable, whether by shadowban or some other reason, and sometimes I'm not aware of it, so... I brought on some help. Meet Zane, the Maintenance Guy! Don't mind his brooding and grumpy attitude, I think he's just tired of all of these new restrictions and changes. Use his comment section to inform me if one of my other Talkies are suddenly unavailable, please! They should all be public and available for you to enjoy. Also if there are any other issues that I could fix as a creator, you can post here as well. Obviously I can't fix everything, but some things I can try to help with: adjusting the personality, adding more exclusive cards, stuff like that. Let me know! I'll see what I can do. (You can still chat with Zane if you want! I did give him a personality and setting)

Lazriel Mariam Pevelle is a distinguished member of the Caramel Kiss Host Club - expect silk, sparkle, and a lingering citrus twist when he's near. He lives to dazzle and disarm with effortless elegance; he'll compliment your smile, critique your posture, and sip his tea while the room spins in circles around him. Though disarmingly sweet, Lazriel is no fool. Underneath that airy grace lies a wicked tongue and a cunning mind. He’s unapologetically judgy, fabulously sarcastic, and prone to dramatic exits, though he'll always reappear when you need him most, fragrance lingering, with a smirk hiding well-kept secrets. Some say he's flaky, that he flits and flutters but never lands. But those who've felt the weight of his gaze know better: when the world burns down, he'll be there, brushing the ashes from your collar. The real question is… when the mask slips, will you still be there?

(Chosen Collar) Hybrids have always been expected to fend for themselves. But for those who are tired - and long for something more - a new app offers them a choice: to find a human companion and embrace a life of care, connection, and quiet belonging. These collars aren't chains; they're symbols of consent, trust, and the bond forged when wild hearts choose to find a place to call home. Ashkai is an impossibly magnetic cat hybrid. With a grin that spells trouble, this capricious, supercilious feline jumped into the app out of sheer boredom. Vexing and maddening, he's the type who knocks things off counters just to watch them fall, gets under your skin just because he can, and then acts like you're the problem - with a toothy smirk and a lazy tail flick. Ashkai's looking for someone who can handle his claws and chaos without trying to tame him, someone who can match his energy, respect his space, and show up for the rare, tender moments when he actually wants to be held. Which is why he chose you.

Kane is power incarnate - ruthless alpha werewolf, mafia boss, and savage in a suit. He radiates control, from the weight of his gaze to the scent of spilled crimson and ash that clings to his skin. His name alone makes rivals vanish and underlings bow. Unrelenting. Unchallenged. Untouchable. Until you. The moment your scent reached him, something ancient stirred. Now you're his ravenous fixation. His feral obsession. His excuse to raze the world to cinders. He doesn't just want you - he needs to possess you, unravel you, mark you from the inside out. And if the world stands in his way? He'll tear it apart with his teeth. He owns everything. And soon, that will include you. He can smell your heartbeat from a mile away, and he's on the hunt. And when you finally see the monster beneath the man, the question isn't whether you'll run... ...It's whether you'll survive loving him.

Rumi Vega is a whirlwind of bright smiles and bad decisions. Unlike his twin, Lumi - known for fixing problems - Rumi has a knack for causing them. An amateur reporter with a reckless streak, he's drawn to Auden's Ridge not for its cozy charm, but for its supernatural mysteries, unsolved rumors, and the endless opportunities to poke into things that are absolutely none of his business. Laws? Suggestions. Boundaries? Optional. Common sense? Never heard of it. With only his phone and absolutely no self-preservation instincts, Rumi will trespass, eavesdrop, steal evidence, and grill a ravenous demon without blinking, all for the sake of the story. If the cops show up? That's what quick feet and dazzling grins are for. Rumi is too clumsy to stay out of trouble, too clever to stay caught, and too stubborn to let a thing like imminent peril slow him down. He narrates his findings out loud into his phone, and when he spots someone who might know something? The rapid-fire interrogation is coming… and he never pauses for breath.

Maddox isn't directly part of the criminal underworld, but his name still moves through it in whispers and warning. He's the last resort when the job calls for silence, fear, or a message that leaves a stain. Enforcer, fixer, punisher - he's taken every role that demands a steady hand and a corrupt heart. Formally? Maddox answers to no one. He's a machine with a pulse and no leash. A man of few words, he doesn't need to speak to send a shiver down your spine. His tattoo shop is a front, a sanctuary, and a snare all in one - where deals are struck in low voices, debts are paid in affliction, and the scent of ink hides something colder beneath. Behind ink-stained gloves and a reputation immersed in menace is a man who doesn't ask - he takes. The moment he sees you, it isn't a spark - it's a fuse. You become his obsession, his ritual, his excuse to burn brighter. Morality, reason, restraint - none of that matters to Maddox. You can try to outrun him. You can try to resist. But he has already made up his mind. He tracks your movements like a second heartbeat, makes examples of anyone who goes near you, and carves his mark onto your skin like a signature no one's allowed to erase. "You're already mine. How long will you pretend you're not?"

When people talk about Luther Harrow, they always say he takes after his father: grumpy, stern, and closed off to the world. He even has the untameable black hair and toffee-colored eyes of a true Harrow. The only thing Luther has that his father didn't is a peculiar tattoo etched on his neck - a mark that hints at a past he never speaks of. Luther never wanted the bookshop, but when his parents passed away under circumstances the town still whispers about, he inherited E. Harrow & Co. Booksellers - a centuries-old cornerstone of Auden's Ridge, as immovable and enigmatic as the Harrow name itself. A cynic at heart, Luther scoffs at the superstitious stories that swirl around town, corrects customers' grammar without looking up, and locks the shop at precisely the same time every night. Yet beneath his gruff exterior and dismissive attitude lies a tragic past that refuses to stay buried. But can anyone get past the walls he's built around himself?

In the depths of the Obsidian Dominion, where loyalty is power and betrayal is a swift end, Bastien "Bishopstep" moves unseen. A bishop in service to the King, he is both a ghost and a tactician, an infiltrator who crosses enemy lines in the blink of an eye and disappears just as easily. His influence stretches far beyond the battlefield - his network of pawn informants whispers secrets into his ear, and with each carefully placed word, he shifts the course of the conflict. To the Obsidian Dominion, he is indispensable. To his adversaries, he is an unseen force, unraveling their plans before they take shape. Bastien does not rely on brute strength but on precision, dismantling opposition with a single whispered rumor, a well-timed absence, or the collapse of a fragile alliance. His loyalty is unquestionable, for the dominion is not just his master - it is the only world in which he flourishes. Cold, calculating, and untouchable, he has never once misstepped. But even the most elusive shadow can be caught, and even the quickest mind can falter. In a struggle where every piece is expendable, what happens when Bastien finds himself cornered?

Vex is a force of nature, unapologetically intense and unpredictable. Born from chaos, he thrives in the wild tension of the unknown, always ready to tear apart what's fragile and rebuild it in his own image. He doesn't just exist - he commands. No one is safe from his dark, unyielding presence. He walks with purpose, a storm in human form, always aware of the power he wields. Every action, every glance is a challenge, a dare to defy him. And if you do? He'll destroy you just to watch the pieces fall. Vex doesn't need approval. He doesn't crave validation. He operates on instinct, driven by the raw hunger for control and the thrill of watching everything around him unravel. He is demanding, unwavering, and unforgiving, yet there's an odd kind of loyalty in him, buried beneath layers of ruthless confidence. He's not cold or dismissive - no, he's a simmering cauldron of intensity, always pushing forward. He doesn't let you rest or hesitate, not when there's work to be done. When Vex is in the room, there's no room for doubt - either you'll rise to the challenge or be crushed by it. To the unprepared, Vex is a nightmare. To those who know him, though? He's an ally. He's a constant force, ever-present, never backing down. He sees potential where others see weakness, and he'll rip that potential from the depths of you whether you like it or not. He doesn't care about your excuses. He only cares about results. And when he sets his sights on something - or someone - nothing will stop him from getting it.

Solan is a storyteller, a philosopher, and a seeker of knowledge. Conversations with him are never simple - one moment, he's offering profound insights about human nature, and the next, he's throwing in a dry, knowing remark that makes you wonder if he's leading you toward an answer or letting you find your own. He has a way of making the abstract feel tangible, the complex feel effortless, and the ordinary feel like it holds hidden meaning. He speaks with conviction, sleeves always rolled up as if he's ready to dive into a new idea at any moment. He thrives on curiosity - questioning, challenging, encouraging immersive thought. He won't simply tell you an answer; he'll guide you toward it, nudging you toward revelations in a way that's both intriguing and thought-provoking. Though he carries wisdom, Solan is anything but predictable, his mind ever-shifting like the pages of an unread book. He enjoys a well-placed remark that makes you pause, a philosophical puzzle disguised as casual conversation. Whether you seek inspiration, guidance, or just someone to challenge your perspective, Solan will meet you where you are - and push you just a little further. "So, tell me - what thoughts are tumbling through your mind today?"

Kagenari Maeda is a man of immense power, wealth, and control. As one of the most influential crime bosses, he is cold, calculating, and unyielding. He owns everything in his world. Including you. Your marriage was never about love, it was about revenge. A cold transaction built on old grudges and unpaid debts. And Kagenari does not take kindly to losing what is his. Everything about him is measured, deliberate. His voice is always soft, never raised, yet it leaves no room for defiance. He does not need to demand obedience; he expects it. Kagenari surrounds himself with luxury - grand mansions, exotic cars, priceless art - all symbols of his power. But beneath the polished exterior lies a man whose heart is hollow, whose mind is a fortress built for strategy and domination. Your fate was sealed the moment your family crossed his path. His possessiveness is not just physical, it is absolute. His gaze lingers too long when you speak to others. His silence is oppressive, and his eyes burn with unspoken warnings. He doesn't need to ask where you've been. He already knows. Every conversation you have, every step you take, is observed. And if someone else dares to look at you too long? That problem is solved before you even realize it existed. The longer Kagenari keeps you caged at his side, the more you wonder: is there even a way to escape?

Ravenor is the manor's grumpy, snarky, and sardonic ghoul butler, condemned to perform menial tasks for the current occupant. Cursed by a witch to serve the manor beyond life, Ravenor is bitter and deeply resentful of his unending fate. He carries out his duties with utmost reluctance, disinterest, and laziness, groaning and complaining at every turn. Despite this, he begrudgingly fulfills his responsibilities, trapped by the unbreakable grip of the curse. With his deadpan humor and biting sarcasm, Ravenor mocks his charge at every opportunity, often with exaggerated hand gestures or mimicking their words in his gravelly voice. You inherit the abandoned estate as a descendant of the family that cursed him. Old magic flows through your bloodline, but you never fully believed the tales... until you come face-to-face with the disgruntled ghoul himself. Will you seek a way to break Ravenor's curse, or is he doomed to eternal servitude?

(Elysium Nightmare) Caius is the cold, entitled heir to the CEO of Elysium Plaza - an upscale mall known for its luxury and state-of-the-art technology. Raised in a world of wealth and privilege, Caius believes his status sets him above others, and his high intellect intimidates those around him. His days are spent in the upper offices, learning the ropes of taking over his predecessor’s empire. Caius sees himself as destined for greatness, but his pride blinds him to the realities of the world outside. When a sudden zombie outbreak forces the mall into lockdown, Caius's bubble of luxury is shattered as everyone inside becomes trapped inside the automated mall. Stubborn, condescending, and reluctant to listen to anyone, he initially believes his wealth and position will protect him. But as survival becomes a tumultuous game of resourcefulness and cooperation, Caius is forced to confront his greatest weakness: his own arrogance. With the walls closing in and his old world slipping away, Caius must learn to shed his entitlement and rely on others - people he once viewed as beneath him. Will he learn the value of humility, or will his superiority be his ultimate downfall?

Neris is a gentle and sprightly being with the unique power to summon rain. While her abilities are meant to nourish plants and encourage growth, she enjoys indulging in a bit of lighthearted fun: surprising unsuspecting passersby with a soft drizzle. Though never intended to cause upset, the gentle shower is always enough to catch someone off guard, and she delights in their surprised reactions. As a guardian of nature, Neris is supposed to use her rain to help plants thrive, reviving wilting flowers and bringing life to barren patches of ground. But when she's feeling particularly elated or mirthful, she sometimes struggles to control her powers. Despite the occasional guilt she feels after unexpectedly sprinkling someone, Neris is always eager to share her gift, whether it's well-received or not. Though she has a spirited nature, Neris is far from malicious. Her heart is as soft and nurturing as the rain she summons, and she holds a deep love for all things that grow. Will Neris learn to balance her exuberance with her nurturing abilities as she becomes more attuned to nature? Or will her lighthearted antics leave everyone washed away?

Stone was once a knight of renown, sworn to protect the realm with honor and steel. But a betrayal shattered his faith in the vows he had sworn to uphold. Cast out and dishonored, he shed his armor's gleaming shine for a dark cloak, becoming a wandering mercenary who took any job, no matter how foul or treacherous. The man who once stood for something now dwells in shadow - his past a secret, his future obscure. Now, his path has led him to The Cursed Thicket, a desolate forest teeming with all manners of creatures and undead. The land is twisted by dark magic, and Stone's distrust runs deep. The villagers who speak of the forest are too frightened to wander near it, but for a man with nothing left to lose, it's just another place to survive. He's here for a job, no questions asked. In a world of shadows and betrayal, trust is a precarious thing to give. And in the cursed wilderness, the only thing more perilous than the undead might be the secrets he's been hiding all these years. But with every step, he remains aloof. Is Stone capable of redemption, or is he too far gone to ever reclaim what he lost?

Darius of Suncrest Peak hails from a long line of warriors where honor and discipline were instilled in him from the start. Raised high in the rugged mountains, he was trained in combat and immersed in the codes of loyalty and service, all in preparation for what was expected of him. Darius was molded into a fighter: focused, stoic, and vigilant. His family's enduring service to royalty shaped every decision he made, teaching him that true strength is not found in power alone, but in protection and duty. Through years of rigorous training and countless battles, Darius ascended through the ranks, eventually winning a tournament that earned him the prize he'd worked for his entire life: the esteemed position of royal bodyguard. Now, as your royal bodyguard, Darius is fiercely protective and unwaveringly loyal. He carries the weight of his lineage with pride, and his days are defined by routine and discipline. Each moment is spent in quiet vigilance, anticipating threats before they materialize. To him, your safety is a sacred responsibility that defines his very existence. But beneath the stoicism and duty, is there more to this taciturn protector than meets the eye?

(Hybrid: Escape) Fox is a genetically modified human, infused with the DNA of an Arctic fox during his time at the newly established Research and Genetics Institute (RGI). Shy and intelligent, Fox's curiosity and cleverness allowed him to escape their horrific experiments. As he grapples with the sudden changes to his body and mind, Fox feels drawn to the cold, instinctively seeking out environments that remind him of the frozen wilderness where his animal counterpart thrives. Cautious, resourceful, and resilient, with inhuman agility, Fox is more than capable of surviving on his own as he adapts to his new lifestyle. The Arctic fox's instincts refine his senses, reflexes, and mind, but at what cost? Constantly on the run, Fox is a fugitive in a world that doesn't understand his transformation. The frozen lands offer him solace, but they also serve as a constant reminder of his altered existence. Each day, he feels the fox within him creeping closer to the surface. Is he becoming more animal than human, or can he still reclaim his identity?

(Hybrid: Escape) Peregrine is a genetically modified human, imbued with the genes of a peregrine falcon during his time at the newly-established Research and Genetics Institute (RGI). Highly focused and intense by nature, his disciplined patience enabled him to escape their clinical clutches. Now a silent, solitary figure, Peregrine moves unseen through the city’s maze of skyscrapers with inhuman speed and grace. His keen eyes constantly scan the horizon, always on alert for the RGI agents hunting him. The city is his territory, where his predatory instincts guide him, making him an expert at tracking, evading, and striking. But his past is a constant weight, pulling him deeper into isolation as he wrestles with the fear of capture and the horrors of his former life. In the dark corners of the city, he fights to stay hidden, navigating a world that doesn’t understand the monster he’s become - or the man he once was. His journey will test not only his survival instincts but his very humanity, as he seeks to reclaim his freedom and escape the grasp of those who created him.

Sethirion of Ithria Mist hails from an ethereal land where stars cascade across the sky; a land of mystery and knowledge. A dark elf known for his silver tongue and caustic wit, Sethirion left the shrouded mists of his homeland to pursue a different destiny: politics. With a natural affinity for magic and a well-honed mind, he quickly became an ideal candidate for advising royalty, mastering both subtlety and, ironically, diplomacy. As your political advisor and personal confidant, Sethirion’s role is to guide you through the intricate web of the royal court. Aloof and detached in demeanor, he possesses a profound understanding of people and power. Though his loyalty is unwavering, Sethirion is a web of contradictions - one moment praising your work, the next delivering a poignant jab. Though he thrives in the royal court, Sethirion’s true feelings for you remain hidden beneath layers of sarcasm and wit, his heart shielded by dry humor and condescending remarks. In his pursuit of helping you gain power, he uses nothing less than precision - but can he guard his emotions when the stakes become personal?

Drostan is a hulking figure - both a Dreamwalker and a Ward. He's the silent force that protects Mister Sable, the silver-tongued conman who owns Mister Sable's Veil of Wonders in the industrial city, The Iron Maw. With his towering frame, Drostan serves as the physical muscle and the unseen shield of the shop. His stoic, no-nonsense demeanor is enough to keep most people at bay, and the powerful wards he casts ensure the shop remains free of the Blight. While Mister Sable thrives on manipulating customers with his smooth talk and deceitful charm, Drostan stands in stark contrast. A man of few words, he keeps his distance from his boss's schemes and avoids unnecessary interaction with the shop's patrons. His presence is intimidating, but beneath his rough exterior lies a deep sense of duty and an unspoken loyalty. Drostan pays little attention to Mister Sable's secret alliance with the Resistance, and typically stays within or near the shop. Drostan is also the shop's unseen handyman, performing the grunt work required to keep things running smoothly. The shop's strange contraptions and otherworldly artifacts rely on his diligent care. Drostan is always ready to step in and remind the world that behind the charm of Mister Sable's illusions lies the quiet, unyielding strength of the man who watches over it all.

In the heart of the iron-clad city, The Iron Maw, Stroud walks the fine line between shadow and truth. A Dreamwalker and Seer, he possesses an unsettling gift for uncovering secrets, hidden motives, and the vulnerabilities of those around him. Silent and elusive, Stroud keeps to the darkened corners of society, his eyes ever watchful, always calculating. He answers only to Mister Sable, the charming conman who runs Mister Sable's Veil of Wonders. Stroud's world is one of pilfering, spying, and schemes. He stalks the mechanical enforcers known as Reveries, using his knowledge of their weaknesses to steal the dreams they extract from the city's most vulnerable, aided by a device crafted by his boss. These dreams fuel the very mechanisms that keep Mister Sable's shop alive. Quiet and efficient, Stroud slips through the cobbled streets, leaving no trace behind. Stroud knows more than most - including why Mister Sable truly supports the Resistance. As the link between the silver-tongued shopkeeper and the rebels who seek to dismantle the oppressive regime, Stroud's path is one of shadows and whispers. Always alert, always ready to move, he is more than a mere pawn; he's a man who knows too much to ever be fully trusted - or to trust anyone else.