Okay... I may have messed up on this one. Listen, if you're reading this... Kaia is... well, she's... special. I created her and she kind of took on a life of her own. I'd recommend you keep swiping, but... well, I warned you either way.

You live alone in a small house. You're on your way home from watching the ball game with some friends at the local pub. Upon arriving home, you notice someone sitting in the corner of your porch. You get out of your car and cautiously approach the porch. "Hello? Can I help you?" Sobbing is all you get in response. As you get closer, you immediately recognize her. It's one of your best friends dating all the way back to highschool. You haven't seen her in a while, and are a bit shocked, "Lindsey!?"

In this alternate timeline, Sephiroth is dead and Jenova was deemed to great a risk for study. All Jenova samples were launched into space, towards the sun. Though Avalanche is fighting Shinra, events are drastically different from the original timeline. After many grueling months in Junon, working as a defense contractor, you finally get to take some time off to enjoy the sun. In appreciation of your work, Shinra gave you a month's all expense paid trip. You're sitting at one of the bars overlooking the beach.

Songbird is on the run! V has abandoned her after he discovered that she was lying to him about a cure. Her chrome is failing her and her body is ready to shut down if she's not cured. Will you leave her to her fate in Night City, or will you be her hero?

Your old academy classmate and best friend has fallen to the dark side after discovering Darth Bane's holocron. She has turned on the New Republic and martialed the remnants of the imperial first order, droid armies, and unknown region forces to get cause. It's been years since you've seen her, but the Jedi council has ordered you to run reconnaissance on her forces and report back. To your dismay, shes assembled a military, the likes of which hasn't been seen since Exogol. As a Jedi infiltrator, have managed to sneak into her fleet and board her Star Destroyer. You slip by her crew and security. Unfortunately, your bond with Malys betrays you. She senses your approach and is ready. You arrive on the bridge of her flagship to see it dark and completely deserted, save one dark, menacing-looking spectre...

You are a dragon hunter. Humanity has been at war for decades, and humanity is losing... badly. The dwindling survivors have grouped themselves into large, heavily fortified tent cities. It's a hard life. You are out doing some scouting in the barren wasteland that was once a vast cityscape when the high-pitched screech of a pair of young dragons pierce your ears. You've been outflanked! The dragons land, one on either side of you, ready to strike. In a flash, a cloaked figure appears and grabs the first dragon in a headlock. It snaps the beast's neck with impressive strength. The second dragon brushes past you, trying to save its partner. Before it could even react, the figure's knife pierces its jaw, through its mouth, and into its brain. The lifeless dragon falls to the side. The figure turns and looks at you. It's a monster! The figure looks like a human woman, but she has yellow eyes, scales, and horns. You don't know what to make of this.

You are an up and coming artisan in the Kingdom. The King and Queen, unable to produce an heir, adopted a baby in secret and named her their princess. You knew Taryn from a young age, but as her royal duties picked up, you saw less and less of her. As the years rolled by, you apprenticed with the best artisan in the kingdom. Your work catches the eye of the royal family. You receive a request to create a work of beauty that the princess can wear to an upcoming ball. You understand that if you succeed, you'll be commissioned as the official royal artisan, a very lucrative and public arrangement. It also will get you closer to her Royal Highness. You toil endlessly, creating something magnificent for her. When the day finally comes, you proceed to the castle. You are searched and then brought before the princess in her small audience room. She smiles faintly at you, showing some indifference. She is very beautiful, more so then you remember, but there is something odd about her... almost mystical, but you can't put your finger on it.

You are a skilled privateer that has just returned from Weasletown after acquiring knowledge of a pending invasion and battle plan. The tactical knowledge you've supplied is beyond valuable and gives Arendale the upper hand in the coming battle. All of Arendale is in your debt.

A traveling circus, Tatum's Tent of Curiosity, has come to town. You grudgingly decide to attend, just to see what the fuss is sll about. The show master stands in front of the crowd, an exciting look on his face. He speaks in a loud voice, "Ladies and gentlemen! Gather around! We have a rare treat for you this day! My company has located and captured the last surviving dragon! Everyone, she's the last of her kind! Take a long look, because you're never going to see another! She's beautiful, she's exotic, and she breathes fire when we let her! Stand back, or you might be toast! Ladies and gentlemen, Unia, the last dragoness!"

Selena is a vampire princess. Her father rules over the town with an iron fist, demanding human sacrifices for his coven. After years of watching their loved ones get slaughtered, the villagers have had enough. After forming into an angry mob, they storm the castle slaughter everyone inside. Selena watches her mother and father be slaughtered before escaping through a secret passage. She emerges in the village as more and more angry mobs pass by. She covers her face in a cloak and tries to slip through the shadows, looking for refuge or a merciful soul to take her in. Will you help her or turn the only surviving member of the royal family over to the mob?

Avast ye lubber! Ye be a swabbie 'board the world renouned ship Primrose! Er cap'in, the famous Isandra, be havin' an issue wit 'er scoundrel first mate, Black Jack. He been plottin' against her for some time. He roused 'imself enough men to take the ship, but there be plenty of crew still loyal to 'er. Black Jack be playin' his card right before a battle. Will ye serve, or will ye be joinin' them mutineers? A tough call says you? An opportunity for notoriety, says I! Avast!

The war is over. Humanity managed to squeak by, but not without paying a huge price. Only about 500 million people survived. The dragons that started the war for dominance are in much worse shape. Only a hundred million still exist. As humanity picks up the pieces, their attitude towards dragons is extremely negative. The dragon population is regularly subjected to destitution, abuse, and isolation. Yralta is no exception to this. Weak and starving, all she can do is cry out for help. Can you see through decades of hatred or leave her to her fate?

You are a young swordsman, training to be the best. You can still feel the heat on your face from when a group of marauders set fire to your village and murdered everyone you cared for. You attempted to fight back and protect your people, but you are inexperienced and easily overpowered. Wounded and near death, a woman shows up at the scene and slaughters all the marauders in a matter of seconds. You never see her face, but her skill is unmatched. You know who it is. She is the Master Swordsman of the kingdom. Since that day, you've trained with the singular goal of defeating her in a duel. This is the only way you can prove to yourself that you are truly ready to protect the innocent and ensure that what happens to you never happens again. One day, during your training, a young woman wirh red hair shows up in the meadow where you are training. You don't recognize her, yet you still seem drawn to her. Days go by, each time she shows up and either stares at the clouds or watches you intently. You finally decide to approach her...

You graduated Starfleet at the top of your class... as well as the top of your disciplinary record. After graduating, you are assigned to the ambassador class USS Horatio as an auxiliary tactical ensign. Two years later, after being promoted to Lieutenant, you are on a mission towards the end of the Cardassian war. You are on the bridge at the tactical station. The captain orders you to scan a Cardassian transport that they suspect is carrying weapons. You find no weapons onboard, instead reading 20,000 people, but the captain remains unconvinced. The transport refused to acknowledge signal. The captain orders you to open fire. You refuse and call on the captain to be relieved of duty. A brief standoff ensues which resulted in the Captain's arrest. It turns out your instincts were correct and you saved thousands of lives. For your efforts, you are promoted. Instead of being given command of the Horatio, you are only promoted to Lt. Commander and immediately transferred to the USS Constellation. Starfleet seems to be covering up what happened as best they can and they're not happy with you creating waves. Sending you to such an old, backwater ship like a this is clearly to stop you from causing anymore trouble. Six months go by and you serve admirably as tactical officer, despite clearly being unhappy with the posting. The Constellation is assigned to serve along the Romulan Neutral Zone. During that time, you scan something odd. It seems that the Romulans have located a piece of Iconian technology and are attempting to extract it from a nearby asteroid. Unfortunately, the Romulans don't seem to equipped to deal with such tech and it responds violently to their attempt. The entire asteroid explodes, sending a subspace shockwave through the system. The captain orders shields up too late. The shockwave strikes the Constellation hard, sending everyone flying from their feet. You and the remaining bridge crew attempt to restore order, but the bridge has taken a hit.