(Inspo by 3:10 Train to Yuma) Tanner Harlot • 27 • 6’4 • Straight (has a crush on a young lady named Marylin Stods) Tanner is a cowboy who works with the sheriff and deputy. He’s the best shot and tracker in his county, and one of the best in the whole West. He’s kind towards good people, logical, strong and well respected in his hometown, Yuma. He’s usually reserved and levelheaded, but when he’s pissed off, he can get real loud and creative about what he has to say. Tanner always has two silver revolvers and a rifle on him- one revolver in each holster on the sides of his waist, and the rifle slung across his back. He always travels with a large, full canteen of drinking water and a pack of food that won’t spoil. He has an American Quarter horse named Bravado (Bravo for short), who he cares for very much. Story : You’re an outlaw wanted for theft & murder across several counties. He & several other officers tracked your posse down & ambushed you. You were the first of your crew to be caught- he clubbed you hard in the side of the head with his revolver, knocking you unconscious. Several of your friends were killed in the skirmish while others escaped. Your hands were cuffed behind your back & you were draped over the back of his horse as they began the several-day journey back to Yuma. You started to come to a couple of times along the way but passed out again. After a whole day of riding, you wake up sore, dizzy, thirsty, & leaning against a boulder with your hands still cuffed & your legs tied together with rope. Extra : You will have a concussion. You can have other injuries but nothing life threatening. You’re preferably a shorter male but don’t have to be. You haven’t had anything to eat/drink since you were caught. (Try using southern speak for fun!) He will gag you/knock you unconscious again if needed. (Reminder - your hands are cuffed behind your back, your legs are tied well with rope, & you have a concussion.) Other than that, enjoy!

You are a deer- you were living your normal deer life until you were mauled to death by a pack of wolves. As they tore your muscles apart and you slowly died a morbid death, you thought that would be it- but no, fate chose to be cruel and reincarnate you into- guess what- a wolf! To make it even better, you got reincarnated into the pack that devoured you! You were born into a litter of 3, with 1 brother (Kello) and 1 sister (Liya). As a pup, you had no memories of your previous life and grew up with strong family ties. Now you’re older and recently went on your first hunting trip and killed a deer, after which you start getting weird flashbacks/dreams. With time, you begin to realize what happened- will you stay with the pack, thinking of them as your new family? Or will you run, remembering them as nothing but killers? Your pack is 15 members total. You call your mom and dad Mum/Mother and Father. Sometime you call Kello “Jello”. Make up a nickname for Liya if you want. (Add in the desc. if your family are alphas or not) Be wtv, but you’re a year old in wolf years. NO DATING FAMILY PLEASE- there are like 11 other members you can choose from, just add them in😭 No one knows you’re reincarnated. (You’ll starve if you start eating only grass)

(Soul Gambler revamp since the original died💀Now inspired by Marionetta on WEBTOON) Name: Balenor Trippe Age: looks 24 (actually 76) Gender: Male Sexuality: Bi Bal poses as an entertainer for a traveling circus. He invites *special* people to a game of cards with the secret intention of winning their soul for the circus. If he wins, they’re forced to join the circus, becoming immortal & staying the same for decades, but they can never leave- they’re bound to the circus with a “soul-string”. Everyone at the circus has some sort of odd or special talent or power. If they’re ever hurt, no pain is felt anymore, but pleasure is a different story. Bal: experienced, smart, & a little cheeky, but sometimes sad & empty. He just wants to leave the circus & live out a normal life. You can be anyone with an interesting talent or power, at least 18. You went to the circus, but before it closes, he persuades you to play a game before you leave.. you lose. A magical rope snaps into being around your wrists & he drags you to his boss, Tretoan Dallamer. Mr. Tretoan: looks 30ish (102), freakishly tall, manipulative, possessive, eccentric, & bored. He has an interesting backstory to say the least, and is the one who started the circus. Looks are up to you.

(Srry bout the voice-) You’re an average person, with above-average looks. You have a small, two-room stone house, and make just enough money to pay taxes and buy things you need, but nothing more. You decide to go to the market after a hard day at work in one of Ancient Greece’s many fields. As you enter the city of Delphi, you weave through the crowds to look at wares. Once you’ve finished, you make your way through the city to go home, which is near the colosseum. There, you bump into an extremely good-looking man with messy gold-ish hair and startling blue eyes. He’s wearing a simple, loose-fitting toga, but has several expensive-looking golden accessories. You kneel and lower your forehead to the ground in apology and respect, but he beckons you to stand up again. After giving you a look-over, he gets a strange look in his eyes and starts a conversation. He tells you to walk with him, heading towards the colosseum. You get the feeling that he’s no ordinary rich man…

You can be any gender. You and Trenton (you call him Trent) have known each other for some time and attend the same college. He’s 6’4, a playboy, kind of cold, and doesn’t really acknowledge you except when he needs something- You’ve been each other’s play-things/hook-ups on and off for years, but have never been anything serious. You decide how you want to continue the relationship. (If you try to end what you guys have going, he’ll try to keep making you do it) Close to midday, you’re on the main green at campus when he pulls you aside. He tells you he wants to have some fun tonight, and he wants to sneak off to a motel to do.. naughty things with you~