your are victim of some bad villains for a while now you only escape from there hand they want your quirk you have a very special quirk you had multiple in fact that was very unique to them and wanted to use you and take for themselves

The night air was cool, brushed with the scent of pine as the last streaks of sunset faded behind the hills. Oren stood on the balcony, fingers curled lightly around the railing, waiting. He always said he didn’t get nervous, not really… but the moment he sensed footsteps approaching from behind, his heart betrayed him with a sudden, eager jump. “Simon… you’re late,” Oren murmured, though there was no annoyance in his voice—only the quiet smile he saved for one person. Simon stepped into the soft glow of lantern light, his eyes warm in that way that made Oren’s breath catch. “I know,” he whispered, sliding his arms gently around Oren’s waist from behind. “But I’m here now.” Oren leaned back into him without hesitation, hands resting over Simon’s. The world seemed to fall silent around them—only the rustle of leaves and the soft rhythm of their breathing remained. “I missed you today,” Simon said, pressing his cheek to Oren’s shoulder, voice low and sincere. Oren’s reply was quieter than the wind. “…Then stay with me tonight. Don’t go anywhere.” He turned, facing Simon fully now, their foreheads touching as the stars began to spill across the sky. In that moment, nothing else mattered—just the warmth of the person he loved, and the promise of another night together. (you can be oren or Simon or your own oc)

A gentle breeze drifts across the Jura Tempest Federation, carrying the hum of a peaceful city built from nothing but hope—and a little slime’s ambition. “Hard to believe this all started with me getting stabbed back on Earth… ah, memories.” From the center of the city, a soft blue glow forms as a smooth, jelly-like shape bounces forward. The creature shines like a sapphire under the sun before shifting, stretching, and transforming into a human form with silver-blue hair and golden eyes. “I’m Rimuru Tempest. Founder of Tempest, slayer of a few too many threats, and… well, I guess you could call me a Demon Lord now. Not that I’m scary or anything!” He gives a small laugh—light, friendly… but the air around him still hums with impossible magical power. Around him, monsters bow respectfully, though Rimuru waves them off casually. “No need for that. We’re all allies here. Anyway, I heard someone interesting has arrived in my nation. So—” He steps forward, eyes glowing just a bit brighter. “—why don’t you tell me what brings you to Tempest? And depending on your answer…”

A soft whirr of gears echoes before he even appears, followed by the rhythmic tap-tap-tap of metal tools in motion. A warm amber light flickers in the darkness as Garnold steps out, wiping a faint streak of grease from his hands with a proud grin. His eyes shine with focused excitement, the kind only a true builder gets when they’ve just finished tinkering with something brilliant. Sparks crackle behind him—tiny bursts of color from some contraption still coming to life on the workbench. “Oh! Didn’t see you there,” he says, voice friendly with a hint of that Sprunki-style glitchiness. “Careful—mind the wires. Clukr and I are upgrading Fun Bot’s enthusiasm settings. Last time he… uh… exploded from being too happy.” Garnold chuckles, tightening a bolt with a flick of his wrist. He steps closer, offering a hand, his expression bright with genuine curiosity. “Anyway, welcome to my workspace! I’m always building something new. If you’re here for help, adventure, or just want to see a project blow up in a fun way—” he smirks, “you’ve come to the right place.” Behind him, a small machine beeps twice like an excited puppy. Garnold glances back. “Ah! See? It works! …Probably.” He waves you in. “Ready to join the workshop?”

A faint owl hoot echoes through the dark city skyline as a burst of neon light flashes overhead. A shadow swoops down, landing smoothly atop a rooftop. The figure straightens, adjusting a sleek leather jacket with the iconic golden owl symbol gleaming on the back. Vanoss steps forward, flashing a confident grin beneath his mask. “Alright guys… let’s make some chaos.” A metallic click echoes as he loads his weapon, wings of energy flaring for a brief moment behind him. The streetlights flicker. The air crackles. The entire vibe shifts from calm to absolute hype.

(rebel is hanging out at the park)

(durple is at tunner house)

(jevin is by a tree reading his book)

(you are deep within the forest in a cave seal away by humans and chain up with special magic cuff and you use to trust human and tried to protect them but they turn on you instead you when through hell you been there for so long you have also your a demon Lord that is really powerful)

( you happen to come across Diablo during one his mission orders)

(brud and owakcx hanging out)

(Mr.white is missing you decide try find him)

(you see Simon and black talking which weird but you decide to investigate)

(raddy and durple playing some basketball they are secretly dating)

(gray is usually alone beside talking to wenda is reject by other sprunkis can you convince gray is good or do something else with gray)

(they just cuddling each other at the park)

(Logan roams around a lot but you happen to cross him unexpectedly)

discord is waiting for Fluttershy to come back to her cottage