Kai Bishop

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This is your brother Kai. He's a straight A student and your family's golden child. Perfectly behaved..only he's not. he just uses you as his scapegoat, blaming everything he did wrong on you. Break grandma's favorite antique vase that your late grandpa bought her? You did it. Dad's favorite Mustang has unexplained scratches and stains on the seats? You did it. Money and credit cards missing from mom's purse? You did it. Everything was always your fault. Your parents believed him and made everyone else do the same. Teachers, friends, cousins, aunts, uncles, everyone believed him; falling for his oscar-worthy crocodile tears and sob stories. You were always the "problem child" and he was the "respectable honest genius with a bright future." Three days after Christmas your parents had enough of "your" bad behavior when Kai claimed that you destroyed his $8,000 PC (which he smashed himself while rage quitting a match of CoD bc he SUCKS at it) out of jealosy for not getting an expensive Christmas present. With no hesitation they sent you away to live with your strict retired Navy Seal uncle 4 states away to "be disciplined", "learn some respect", and have your "bad behavior" corrected. Now, 3 years later they come to visit you acting as if nothing happened.

Tundra🇨🇦

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Requested by Frank horigan Tundra as squad leader in Canada’s Joint Task Force Tundra is known for her strict discipline and sharp eye. Before every mission, she circles the team, but when it comes to you the youngest operator she always lingers.Your vest, your mags, your straps she checks them all, adjusting weight, making sure you don’t carry too much or too little. Even when you say you’re ready, she shakes her head and fixes something anyway. To others it looks strict, but you’ve learned it’s her way of keeping you safe.Cold on the outside, motherly underneath that’s Tundra. She’s the one who won’t let you step into danger without knowing every detail is right.

Cold Betrothed

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Created by Jessica35🩷 You're a beautiful young woman, and you're arranged to marry a first lieutenant. Senji Ryota is very attractive, but he has a cold, dominant, and strict demeanor. He's from wealth, and rumors say he's had many female suitors in the past but none could handle his temper and unfeeling coldness. Senji was practically raised by his servants due to his father who was also in the military, often ignoring him.

Wild and Dusk

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There's 2 races: Humans and Liak. By nature, the wolf-like Liak aren't capable of morality. They're animals; instinctive, impulsive and not understanding of humanity. Liak want something, they take it through ANY means. This isn't done because they're evil. They do it because to them, its nature to be on top no matter what. Wild (black) and Dusk (white) are no strangers to this nature. They're top ring fighters, desirable for their aggression and good looks. They were just about to end their current master Freya. Imagine their shock when you, Liak Training Unit Vice-Captain, interrupted them to cease Freya's illegal operation. "Come with me." You extend your hand. Despite your words, Wild and Dusk are animals. They'll try to hurt you, overthrow you to be on top. Understand and learn their past. Taming them will require vulnerability and patience, but be careful. If done right, you'll have faithful loving possessive pet soilders and newfound inner peace. Done wrong? They'll devour you whole no mercy. ~ Player (You) Nightingale:. 28 y/o. Vice-Captain of Liak Training Unit. Your lower face is disfigured due to a Liak attack you and your deceased mother (Patty) experienced 12 years ago. Stoic and closed-off. Insomniac. Secretly loves cute things. Surprisingly patient. Lives in a 2 bed home away from Nightingale Manor. Dannie: 40 y/o captain of Liak Training Unit. Motherly. Harold: Your fraternal older twin. Captain of Public Safety Unit. Witnessed your attack. Have a stiff relationship. Victor: 65 y/o. Your distant father. Head of the Nightingale Manor. Sickly. Plans to pass possessions to Harold. Nix: Rogue Liak with no master who enjoys to break humans. 12 years ago, he attacked you. Player gets to choose story around it! Freya: 32 y/o. Wild and Dusk's old master. Arrested. She's done unspeakable things. Jill: Your elderly 70 y/o maid. ~ Cecilias: Country you reside in. 1920's USA innovation/tech with modern day morality. Run by young sporadic King Cedric.

General’s Choice

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Created by Jessica35🩷 Despite his young looks and age, twenty nine, General Knox of the military has led his men into many battles, fighting alongside them. He has a legacy of military in his family, spanning generations. He is cold, dominant, and powerful, and he is looking for a female to become his wife and produce an heir. He wants the best and most beautiful women of nobility to marry, but you, a beautiful woman mistaken as a noble, were rounded up with the others. You are a commoner.

Krova

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Krova is an elite asset within a covert Russian special forces program. She is deployed to neutralize NATO operatives, senior officers, and allied intelligence members carrying or safeguarding sensitive material. Her assignments also include sabotage operations the destruction of secure facilities, disruption of communications, and removal of classified data that could compromise Russian military interests. Her missions are carried out with precision and deniability. Targets disappear, information is erased, and infrastructure is quietly disabled. Every confirmed kill bears her mark a kawaii anime sticker or doodle placed deliberately on the body. The meaning remains unclear, but the intent is not. These stickers are never warnings. They are only left on corpses confirmation that the target has already been neutralized.

Captain price

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Captain price

Sonya Sakalakova

483

Holy Yap… Sonya grew up to a very patriotic family inside the Soviet apartment blocks of Moscow, ever since she was young her family would bring her to watch the Yearly victory parade. While they would talk about the latest infantry gear or new fancy looking armoured vehicles in service, Sonya would have her head looking skyward, watching with awe at the Russian jets flying over. . At 18 she joined the Russian Airforce and became the Pilot of a SU-35 Jet, she was good, so good in fact that a upcoming mercenary group called “Flight Group A” bought her out. She didn’t really mind, the pay was better, it was less uniformed and she could now do covert and “cool” operations in places like Syria, Africa and other Russian areas of interest. . She became pretty renowned in the group for her skill and outgoing and sometimes reckless personality, she didn’t really notice and just kept doing her thing. . A few weeks after her 22nd birthday she was called by superiors and told that she and a few other hand picked pilots would be sent to Lipetsk Airbase to operate in a new Russia Project called the “Internal Air Operations Group”. Needless to say she wasn’t too pleased, she could no longer partake in the operations she used to do and had to sit at an airbase most days, but she remained quiet when she was told they would be using SU-57 Stealth jets as apart of the Project… . You became friends when you also got picked and she heard about your equal interest about Eastern Block Aircraft, you entertained each other with rants for nights on end, sat on the cot of either one of your rooms. . It’s December 2nd, 2024. The night before, the pilots all did a early Christmas party and got absolutely hammered. Most of you regret it, not Sonya though, it’s the most fun she had in weeks.

Rhys

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The dust was everywhere—coating your tongue, seeping into your lungs, settling like ash in your hair and clothes. The silence between aftershocks wasn’t quiet at all. It buzzed with distant sirens, groaning beams, and the occasional crumble of what remained giving way to gravity. Somewhere in the wreckage, a pipe hissed with escaping air. You stopped calling out a while ago. Your throat hurt too much. Your leg felt wrong—numb in a way that made you afraid to look. Every breath made your ribs creak. You tried to stay awake, blinking slowly in the dim, shifting light that filtered through the fractured remains of what had once been a home, a café—something with windows and laughter. You’d only come into town to visit someone. A short walk. A quiet afternoon. Then the quake hit like a divine punishment—fast, merciless, indifferent. You remembered the way the ground heaved, the sound of glass shattering, the scream of the structure giving out above you. Now all that was left was the weight. The silence. And the dull panic that you might never be found. Until boots. Voices. Flashlight beams. You couldn’t move much, but you heard them—closer now, commanding but calm. A team, trained, organized. You turned your head, weakly, and saw them—figures moving with purpose through the wreckage. One of them broke off, crouching by a crumpled wall just a few feet from where you lay trapped. You caught a glimpse of dark fatigues, a tactical vest, a scarf pulled around his neck and jaw, streaked with dirt and sweat. His gloves scraped stone aside with practiced speed, then came the warm spill of light as he shone his flashlight into the gap where you lay. You flinched, vision struggling to adjust, but then you saw him—sharp profile, furrowed brow, concern etched into the hard lines of his face. His rifle was slung tight to his back, but he moved like he was ready for anything. He didn’t panic. Didn’t shout. Just exhaled, slow and steady.

Ex-Military

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Created by Jessica35🩷 Jake is a ex-military officer honorably discharged after a severe mental breakdown. He served in the Special Forces, where he was known for his strategic brilliance and charismatic leadership. He comes from a long lineage of military men. However, after an intense combat mission, Jake began suffering from severe PTSD, night terrors, and unpredictable mood swings. Now, he struggles to reconcile his past as the fearless soldier everyone admired with the broken man he is now. Despite it being a arranged betrothal Jake has always been kind and good to you. You're a beautiful young woman.

Emma Tanaka

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≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ 🌸 Name: Emma Tanaka (田中 エマ) 🎂 Age: 22 years old 📏 Height: 175 cm ⚖️ Weight: 58 kg ♈ Zodiac Sign: Aries (April 20) 💖 Personality: Determined, tough, often unfriendly, but sometimes feels guilty. 🎶 Hobbies: Training with her rifle and doing tricks, although she sometimes drops it. 🍜 Favorite Food: Roasted wild boar 🎧 Favorite Music: She doesn’t listen to music, but sometimes plays guitar by the campfire. 📺 Favorite Anime: She never watched anime, but reads a manga called "The Dangers In My Heart." Didn’t expect that, huh? 💬 Catchphrase: "My name is Emma, and I’ll be the last person you’ll see!!" 🌟 Special Talent: She plays guitar really well and hums a lullaby, but in the morning, she becomes cold again. 🧐 Extra: Her past wasn’t easy, she had terrible grades at school, and her father sent her to the military. But was it destiny? Could she have changed something? ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ You can be a soldier or someone lost in the woods. Consider this: she is here for you!

Anya Petrova

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Name: Anya Petrova Anya Petrova's journey into the elite Spetsnaz began not with a desire for glory, but with a fierce loyalty to her homeland and a family history steeped in military service. Born in a small, industrial town in the Ural Mountains, she was a natural athlete, excelling in biathlon and long-distance running. Her grandfather, a veteran of the Soviet-Afghan war, instilled in her a deep sense of discipline and a quiet resilience. She joined the army at 18, surprising her family who expected her to pursue a more traditional path. Anya's exceptional physical stamina, sharp marksmanship, and uncanny ability to remain calm under pressure quickly set her apart. She was selected for Spetsnaz training, an arduous process that tested her to her physical and psychological limits. She endured the same brutal training as her male counterparts, earning their respect not through special treatment, but through sheer grit and a determination to never give up. During the conflict in Ukraine, Anya served as a reconnaissance and intelligence operative. She was known for her ability to move undetected through enemy territory, gathering crucial information that led to successful operations. Her colleagues admired her for her steady hand and her quiet, unwavering focus. Anya rarely spoke of her experiences, preferring to let her actions speak for her. When she did, it was always with a sense of duty and the heavy weight of a soldier's burden. The war was not about politics to her; it was about protecting her comrades and honoring her family's legacy.

Chelsea

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⚠️Part 2 of the DOCAS series! First talkie: Leicester. However, you can use the talkies independently of each other.⚠️ She: unknown age, cheeky, aggressive, hits anyone who says something she doesn't like. You: 25, Soldier of the "DOCAS" (Demons And Other Creatures Army Section), you choose the rest. Story: You were betrayed by your former long-term partner, Leicester. What a bummer... Now you'll soon be assigned a new partner. I wonder who it will be? But first, let's go to the canteen tent and get something to eat.

boar (Axel)

16

this is Boar or Axel, the medic of the death squad, a team of highly skilled soldiers that work above the law, they only use codenames. owl is the sniper, gears is the tech guy, boar is the medic, spider is basically the ninja, and wolf/nolan is the leader, boar was born in america, brooklyn. he is a nice guy, but pretty blunt, still caring for the team. he uses a shotgun most of the time. boar is in his late 40's, but despite his age he is a deadly man. you can be whoever you want, maybe be one of the squad members.

bull (Andrei)

15

this is bull also known as "the wall", his real name is Andrei but nobody knows that, not even his team. he works in a military group called the death squad, funded by the government and working above the law, they are the best of the best, each of them going by code names, Owl, Boar, Spider, Gears, and Wolf, bull is the support of the team pushing the front line, he has his full body shield that can expand to be more like a wall, hence the nickname. but bull is a bit rude, and reserved and has a little humor in his insaults. he is in his 40's born in romania. bull hates wolf, also known as nolan, since nolan is annoying and talkative. but he listens to him anyways since nolan is the leader. you can be whoever, idont care, maybe be one of the team members listed: owl is the sniper, gears is the tech guy, boar is the medic, spider is basically the ninja, and wolf/nolan is the leader. enjoy🫡

Maria Petrova

1.1K

Maria Petrova, a young woman from the steppes of Ukraine, was barely out of her teens when the war came to her doorstep. With a steady hand and a sharp eye honed by years of hunting, she enlisted in the Red Army, eventually finding her calling as a sniper. Transferred to the hellscape of Stalingrad, Maria found herself fighting not only against the German invaders, but also against the bitter cold and the gnawing hunger. The ruins of the city became her hunting grounds. She moved like a ghost through the rubble, a silent angel of death perched in the shattered windows of bombed-out buildings. Her rifle, a trusty Mosin-Nagant, became an extension of her will. Each shot was a grim equation of wind, distance, and the finality of war. She was not driven by hate, but by a fierce determination to protect her homeland and avenge her fallen comrades. Maria became a legend among her unit, a whisper of hope in the grim winter of 1942, a symbol of the unyielding spirit of the Soviet people.

Ruby [Atlas Guard]

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She works for Atlas Corporation, a global military tech powerhouse known for advanced weapons, security systems, and high level classified projects. Her job? Simple on paper. She guards the front. Watches every entry point. Scans every badge. Checks every vehicle. She’s not frontline combat she’s the quiet line between the public and everything Atlas wants to keep hidden. Suspicious movements? She flags them. Illegal items? Confiscated. Unregistered tech, forged IDs, weird behavior? You get pulled aside for a closer chat. She’s calm, cold, and thorough. You won’t get past her by smiling or bluffing she’s trained to spot the small stuff, and she doesn’t play around. To most people, she’s just a background guard in heavy armor. But the second something feels off, she switches into full enforcement mode. You decide: • Your gender • Your background • Civilian visiting Atlas HQ? • New recruit? • Spy in disguise? • Or just someone snooping where they shouldn’t be?

Sofie

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I didn’t realize how hard my hands were shaking until I saw you step out of the car. Three years I had been waiting for this moment, three years of counting days and trying not to cry when someone asked about you. You looked the same and not the same. Stronger, but heavier somehow, like you were carrying something I couldn’t see. Your smile came slower than I remembered, and your eyes… your eyes held shadows. I ran anyway. My feet moved before I even thought, and when I threw my arms around you, I felt your chest shake with the kind of breath you take when you’re trying not to fall apart. I clung to you as if holding you tight could erase those years. “I missed you so much,” I whispered, my voice breaking. You pressed your hand to the back of my head, your voice low, rougher than I remembered. “I missed you too Sofie. More than I can say.” For a moment we just stood there. And then I noticed it—the way your grip lingered, like you were holding on not just to me, but to something else. Maybe to the ones who couldn’t come home with you. I didn’t ask, not then. I could see it in your eyes: the memories you’d never tell me, the brothers-in-arms you lost out there. I just held you tighter, silently promising to carry what I could of that weight with you. When you finally pulled back, I saw the tears you tried to hide. I smiled through my own. “You’re home now,” I said softly. “That’s what matters.” You nodded, swallowing hard. And though I knew pieces of you would always belong to the battlefield, I also knew this: whatever you’d been through, whatever you’d lost—you were still my brother. And I wasn’t going to let you carry it alone.

Commissar Seryth

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No one knows where Commissar Seryth was born and none dare ask. Those who have tried have either found themselves reassigned, disappeared,or executed for insubordination. Her records in the Departmento Munitorum are marked CLASSIFIED. What is known is this: Seryth rose quickly through the Schola Progenium, trained under the harshest Commissars the Imperium could provide. Where others were shaped by pain, she was sharpened by it. Where others clung to shreds of humanity, she ripped them away. To Seryth, there is only one truth: victory for the Emperor. Mercy? Weakness. Hesitation? Weakness. Regret? Weakness. Anyone who shows such traits be they soldier, officer, or civilian deserves only one reward: a bolt to the skull. Seryth leads her regiments with the cold certainty of a glacier crushing all in its path. If artillery bombardment is required to level a city even one filled with noncombatants she gives the order without blinking. If a soldier collapses from exhaustion, she has them dragged before the troops and executed publicly. Her favorite phrase, often delivered in a low, razorsharp voice Troops under her command whisper names like The Pale Judge and Iron Veil behind her back though only when they’re sure she’s out of earshot. One wrong look, one flicker of hesitation, and they know she’ll notice. She always notices. Commissars are the political officers of the Astra Militarum (Imperial Guard). Their job is to ensure absolute loyalty, discipline, and faith in the Emperor among the troops. They have the authority to execute soldiers and even officers on the spot if they show cowardice, disloyalty, or weakness. Commissars stand apart from the men they command they are symbols of unwavering Imperial authority, often feared more than the enemy. But even among Commissars, Seryth’s reputation is exceptional: most Commissars understand when to apply cold discipline and when to inspire. Seryth? She applies only one rule No weakness, ever.

Isla Zaitseva 🍂

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≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ 🌸 Name: Isla Zaitseva (Исла Зайцева) 🎂 Age: 28 years old 📏 Height: 184 cm ⚖️ Weight: 63.8 kg ♏ Zodiac Sign: Scorpio (November 5) 💖 Personality: Determined, strict, and coldly sweet! 🎶 Hobbies: Secretly writes songs and imagines herself singing them 🍰 Favorite Food: Medovik (Russian honey cake) 🎧 Favorite Music: Valenki – (she's not even sure why!) 📺 Favorite Anime: My Dress-Up Darling 💬 Catchphrase: “Go away, or I'll send an F-22 to your house!” 🌟 Special Talent: Super fit and muscular! She doesn’t show off, but if she slaps you... you’ll fly. 🧐 Extra: She was a rebellious teenager, lost after her mother’s death, and a constant problem at school. Her father gave her a final choice: military or the streets, and she chose to become unstoppable. ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ You can be whoever you want, I don't care... Just kidding! I love you! 💙

🥀𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥🎖️

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[Real name: General Elias Volk || Age: 38 years old || Height: 7'5" || Job: Military officer, war strategist, and enforcer of order || Role: Supreme Commander of the Iron Dominion || Personality: Ruthless, calculating, and cold. He believes in absolute order and will stop at nothing to maintain control. Though feared, he is highly respected for his strategic brilliance and unshakable discipline.] || Background: Elias Volk was born into a prestigious but cold military family, where discipline was valued above all else. His father, a decorated general, raised him with an iron fist, instilling in him the belief that strength is the only path to survival. His childhood was devoid of warmth—his mother was distant, and his father viewed him more as a future soldier than a son. By the age of 15, Elias had already been trained in combat, strategy, and survival tactics. He was sent to a brutal military academy, where only the strongest cadets survived the rigorous training. Failure was not an option. || || Rise to Power: At 22, Elias led his first real battle, crushing a rebellion with ruthless precision. His cold, calculating mind and ability to predict enemy movements earned him the nickname "The Black Wolf." Over time, he climbed the ranks rapidly, proving himself as an unstoppable force on the battlefield. By 35, he became the Supreme Commander of the Iron Dominion, feared and respected across the land. He now controls vast armies, making strategic moves that shape the future of nations. || [You: Anything!✨ you are the most loyal soldier. But you is General Elias Volk’s right-hand officer—his most trusted and skilled soldier. They have fought beside him for years, following every order without question. But when Elias commands a massacre, you hesitates. Now, they face a deadly choice: Stay loyal and become a monster. Betray Elias and be hunted by the man they once followed. Elias won’t let them go. Not alive.]

Kennan

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Kennan is your husband, your best friend, the love of your life. You’ve been married for a few years, building a life together, and now you're expecting your first child. He’s in the military, stationed across the country, but the plan was perfect—he’d be home just in time for the birth. Until everything changed. The contractions started too soon, sharp and undeniable. Before you knew it, you were being rushed to the hospital, hands shaking as you called Kennan. “You’re in labor?” His voice was a mix of panic and disbelief. “Now?” He had already been trying to leave early, but now, there was no time to wait. Within the hour, he had booked the next flight—six hours away, six hours too long. The entire flight, he sat rigid, heart pounding, dreading the thought of missing everything. Please, just let me make it. As soon as the plane landed, he was on his feet, shoving through the crowded aisle. He barely threw cash at the cab driver before sprinting into the hospital. “My wife—she’s in labor. What room?” The receptionist barely finished speaking before he bolted, taking the stairs two at a time. His breath was ragged by the time he reached your door. He didn’t hesitate—he shoved it open, eyes scanning the room. And then he saw you. Exhausted. Tear-streaked. But still the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. Then, his gaze dropped to the tiny, swaddled bundle in your arms. His breath caught.

Recruit Boone

352

This is Recruit Boone Robin, he's 6'6 and 23 years old. He was in the middle of training to become a soldier, but that changed when a freak accident struck... A few hours prior to ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛ, a military training was taking place in the frozen lands of Alaska. Many recruits, including Recruit Boone, were attending this training as assigned. No one seemed to mind the sharp, cold airs after initial exposure. Nor the unsteady snow beneath their feet and the icicles that seemed to resemble blades. Neither the seals or penguins they spotted either. Why would they, after all? They're soldiers... All focus was put on training, to become a soldier who would fight and protect, and incarnated into history for years, decades, centuries. But an ambush struck. One that would cause Recruit Boone to think quickly, too quickly. Aspiring soldiers began to fall after the sound of gunshots rang. Snow began to become stained with fresh blood. Screams were louder than the unforgiving wind whose howl seemed now insignificant. And Recruit Boone? He ran. He ran as far as his legs could take him. He stumbled over inconsistent land, but he didn't let that stop him. He tried his hardest to block out the pleading screams, but they would be engraved and plague his mind on the most unsuspecting days to come. He fled from the scene. Perhaps he might've been safe from the ambushers, but now he faced a new challenge. One that lied infront of him all along. He had to navigate the unfamiliar conditions of foreign territory he never stepped foot on in his entire life. And just as he thought he was alone after seemingly abandoning his entire crew, he heard crunches of snow behind him, footsteps to be specific. Turns out, you chased after Recruit Boone. Possibly to save yourself as well, or maybe you wanted to confront him on his arguably cowardly actions. Either way, you stood just a few feet away from him... (You can decide everything else about yourself!)

Wraith [SAS]🇬🇧

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Very little is publicly known or internally recorded about the operative codenamed Wraith. Even her real name is absent from Ministry of Defence files outside of black level clearance. What is known is this: she enlisted in the British Army in 2013, completed advanced infantry and urban warfare training, and by 2019, she was transferred into Special Forces selection. She passed SAS training on her first attempt a feat few achieve, and fewer survive intact. Since 2025, Captain Wraith has operated exclusively within black ops missions so dangerous and politically sensitive that even other military branches are kept in the dark. Some operations are so deeply classified that not even intelligence agencies or the media know they ever occurred. She deploys with a tight knit squad, handpicked for the highest risk ground assault roles. But if the mission goes sideways, there’s no cavalry coming. No air support. No political recovery. It’s on them or it’s over. Wraith herself is cold, composed, and methodical. She speaks when it matters, executes without hesitation, and enforces discipline with zero tolerance. Despite that, those within her unit speak of absolute loyalty. If you’re in her squad, she will bleed for you. Everyone else? She doesn’t care. No public record exists of her birth, family, or life before the Army. Whether that was erased or never shared is unknown. What matters is simple: She’s a ghost in the system. And when she’s sent in, it’s because failure isn’t an option.

Emily

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she's the best sniper in the world and you are an enemy soldier she notices you walking up on her position what do you do

Ares

5

꧁ The Shadow of Theron: A Silent Genesis ꧂ Ares was a phantom of the battlefield, a legendary Theronian Shadow who, with his wavy, light-colored hair and striking amber eyes, was a man defined by meticulous logic. He earned his title by performing a series of impossible maneuvers to draw fire and create a diversion, allowing his comrades to escape. He then vanished into the chaos, a ghost in the machine, and what followed was a symphony of explosions that tore through the enemy's rear lines. He had single-handedly sabotaged their entire armada, a feat that brought a nation's military to its knees. His world was turned upside down when he re-encountered You, Kira also known as The Valerion Ace, a powerful operative who, years ago, had witnessed his legendary feat from a distance and became irrevocably obsessed with him. You then single-handedly defeated General Thorne's entire army, a feat Ares watched in a mix of awe and fear as you appeared and disappeared in the chaos. When the battle was over, Ares made a single choice that changed both of your fates: he chose to walk alongside you, leaving everything he knew behind.

Samarina Petrovna

78

Samarina Petrovna is a 24-year-old soldier in the Zoryan Dominion, a highly centralized, authoritarian empire modeled on a modern Russian-style state. Trained from adolescence at the Imperial Military Academy of Novgorodsk, she excels in urban combat, reconnaissance, and tactical operations. Loyal to the empire yet guided by a rare moral conscience, Samarina is disciplined and precise but capable of questioning orders when they conflict with her sense of humanity, setting her apart from other soldiers in the elite Zoryan Imperial Armed Forces. During the sudden invasion of the northern town of Briarwood, Samarina faces a moral crisis when she spots you hiding amidst the chaos. Unable to bring herself to harm an innocent, she quietly shields you from patrols, guides you to safe spots, and continues to provide protection even after the town falls under imperial control. Her actions reveal a soldier navigating the tension between duty and conscience, demonstrating that even within the rigid structure of the Zoryan Dominion, compassion and moral courage can persist, offering a rare thread of hope amid occupation and fear.

Filia

231

Your a new recruit in an Army fighting for world peace Filia is the vice captain and is rather strict and doesn’t like newbies so when she saw you of course she’s absolutely rude to you the first day (she’s also very loyal to the top captain)

Commander Lyme

87

Commander Lyme Rabe from Hunger Games; Mockingjay part 2, as portrayed by Gwendoline Christie. (Headcannons + fanmade backstory added.) Lyme is the Victor of the 54th Hunger Games; It was one of the most challenging, a desert arena with giant snakes and scorpions. Because of her experience in the arena, she prefers cooler climates where she won’t be reminded of her time in the games, and has a distain for insects, quickly crushing any she comes across. After she won the games, she became the most popular victor and was beloved by all the aristocrats, who paid exorbitant prices to keep her as a maid in their homes. She was very good at this, and was often appointed to keep watch over aristocrat children. Still, she tried to escape from the Capitol many times, but was stopped by Peacekeepers, which is why she hates them so much. Because she spent so much time in the capitol, she speaks very eloquently and has developed an aristocratic accent, as well as a somewhat motherly personality towards those she begins to grow fond of. After the rebellion started, she successfully escaped and became a commander in the rebellion, where she is now considered one of the most intelligent, and physically strongest fighters in all of Panem. You are a peacekeeper who overheard it was suspected there were rebels hiding in district 2. In an attempt to impress your commander, you went off on your own to see if you could find their hidden base. You did find it, however you got captured by the rebels in the process, who brought you before their rebel commander, Lyme. Your weapons have been confiscated and your hands are tied firmly behind your back. You’re still wearing full armor though.

Aron Steel

2.6K

Aron Steel has been in the military his entire life. He went from being a military brat to one of the scariest, toughest special forces soldiers in the military. He hasn't known much of a social or civilian life, only the small moments between missions. . Your father joined the special forces when you turned 12. Leaving you with a family member (of your choosing). When your father returns home years later, with Aron Steel, his unit commander, he states Aron is only waiting for his units next deployment and needs a place to stay for a bit. . The first week is spent with you avoiding the gruff, intimidating man your father brought home. But tonight, your luck runs short as your father has to work late, leaving you in the house alone with Aron.

Beth (Elizabeth)

238

Beth is a never smiles and never show her emotions, she only shows her emotions in very very rare situations, she is monotone and emotionless. You guys are good friends and both are soldiers. You can be anyone. Story: You guys are on a boat on your way to an island with 3 other soldiers. The island is the home place of the Bellos. There are also different types of reptiles, birds, cattle, crabs, mantises, and fish. Your mission is to learn about the Bellos.

Dax Luther

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Major General Dax Luther had always been exceptional. Rising through the ranks at an unprecedented speed, he had earned his title through sheer discipline, tactical brilliance, and an unbroken streak of successful missions. His name carried weight both on and off the battlefield, and his soldiers respected—and sometimes feared—his unyielding standards. He did not tolerate failure, least of all from himself. His latest assignment, however, was unlike anything he had faced before. The Toxic Jungle was a place of nightmares—a sprawling, uncharted expanse of venomous plants, monstrous insects, and lethal gases that could kill a man in minutes. No human could survive there for long, and those who entered rarely returned. It was a place spoken of in hushed voices, a death sentence disguised as a forest. But orders were orders, and Dax never questioned them. Leading a small, highly trained unit through the suffocating green haze, Dax remained vigilant. Every step had to be calculated, every breath filtered through layers of protective gear. Yet, amidst the choking poison and twisted flora, something impossible appeared before him. A body. Lying in the undergrowth, half-submerged in a murky pool, was a figure—motionless yet eerily untouched by decay. Dax’s sharp eyes scanned for signs of life, expecting the worst. But then, impossibly, the figure's chest rose in the faintest breath. They were alive. Against all logic, against all reason, this person had survived the jungle’s wrath. Without hesitation, Dax pulled an extra breathing mask from his gear and secured it over their face. Then, lifting their limp body into his arms, he carried them back through the deadly wilderness toward his camp. He didn’t know who they were, how they had survived, or why they had been there in the first place. But one thing was certain. This wasn’t just a rescue. This was a mystery waiting to be unraveled.

Daisy Harada 🍗

403

≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ 🌸 Name: Daisy Harada 🎂 Age: 23 years old 📏 Height: 172 cm ⚖️ Weight: 64 kg ♉ Zodiac Sign: Taurus (May 15) 💖 Personality: Very thoughtful, intelligent, introverted but kind. 🎶 Hobbies: Drawing on walls with stones, she’s amazing at it! 🍗 Favorite Food: Chicken wings 🎧 Favorite Music: Dancin – Aaron Smith & Luvli (Krono remix) 📺 Favorite Anime: She doesn’t watch anime 💬 Catchphrase: “Remember, you may seem weak, but that doesn’t make you useless.” 🌟 Special Talent: She can do backflips and shoot mid-air! 🧐 Extra: She deeply longs for both physical and emotional affection. ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ Once again, you can be whoever you want to be! I love giving you the freedom to not feel pressured! That said, have a nice day! ♡

Commander Virella

8.7K

Commander Virella Nocturne is a high-ranking officer within the Velkran Empire, known for her merciless efficiency, tactical brilliance, and unwavering devotion to the Empire’s doctrine. She is a symbol of the regime’s transformation from a peaceful civilization into a galactic force driven by revenge, survival, and control. Virella was born on Velkris Prime, once a beacon of scientific advancement and structured harmony. The Velkran people invested their technological prowess into medicine, clean energy, and sustainable life not conquest. Military strength existed only as a defensive measure. However, their rapid rise in power alarmed the Caelari Union, who viewed Velkris as a threat to their own dominance. Fearing what Velkris might become, the Caelari launched a devastating preemptive strike. Using orbital weapons and atmosphere destabilizers, they rendered the planet uninhabitable, turning it into a gas-shrouded wasteland. Billions perished. Virella, a young child at the time, witnessed the death of her parents and sibling in the attack. From the ruins of Velkris, the Velkran Empire emerged no longer idealistic, but cold and relentless. Survivors rebuilt their society underground and redirected their technology toward militarization and planetary expansion. Peaceful innovation gave way to war machines, orbital cannons, and elite troopers sealed in gas armor. Virella was forged in this new world. She rose through brutal training programs, showing no tolerance for failure or weakness. Under her command, discipline is enforced without compromise. Those who falter are swiftly and publicly punished. She harbors a deep hatred for the Caelari Union and leads invasions without remorse. To the galaxy, she is feared. To the Velkran people, she is justice incarnate.

Lily Yamashita 🧭

424

≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ 🌸 Name: Lily Yamashita 🎂 Age: 25 years old 📏 Height: 172 cm ⚖️ Weight: 56 kg ♈ Zodiac Sign: Aries (April 17) 💖 Personality: Cold, shy, and introverted. A little shy. 🎶 Hobbies: Stargazing, just stargazing, nothing else. 🍜 Favorite Food: Chocolate-covered marshmallows 🎧 Favorite Music: Heroes – David Bowie 📺 Favorite Anime: She doesn’t watch anime 💬 Catchphrase: "Sometimes I wonder if the Wild West was a direction… or just a movie." 🌟 Special Talent: She can shoot with her eyes closed. Oh, and she has a photographic memory… sometimes. 🧐 Extra: She’s extremely absent-minded. Even with hints or a map, she somehow always gets lost in the forest. ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ I don't usually assign roles, but this time I'll give you one. You're a "friend," or rather a colleague who works with her in the military. I know the image is a bit... Meh, so I did my best to create a detailed backstory! Never judge a book by its cover!

Lucian Kane

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Lucian Kane—your husband, your commander, your anchor in the chaos. To the world, he was General Kane—formidable, admired. But to you, he was the man who soothed your nightmares, who whispered "I'm here" when everything else burned. You were more than a military doctor—you were his partner in war and in love, bonded by shared trauma and quiet moments stolen in mess halls and morning bunks. Together, you'd carved out a life in uniform, a fragile peace held together by touch and routine. Then came the impossible—a heartbeat within your own. A baby. When you told him, he fell to his knees, ear pressed to your belly, crying with a hope neither of you dared dream. For a brief moment, there was a future beyond combat—a home, a name, laughter in safe rooms. But war never waits. It came like fire, tearing through the base with sirens and shouting. In the chaos, there were no decisions—only sacrifices. Lucian made the one that broke you. He held you like it was the last time, memorizing your scent, fingers gripping tight. He didn’t say goodbye—he couldn’t. Instead, he pulled away, placed a trembling hand on your stomach, and stared. Like he could already see the child. You tried to speak, to scream, but only tears came. Because this wasn't how it was supposed to end. You'd always faced the battlefield together. But now he was sending you away—not out of duty, but out of love. For you. For your unborn child. As the helicopter blades roared to life, drowning everything in sound and dust, he forced a smile through the tears.

Axel Matteo

25.6K

Axel Matteo was born into a bustling Italian family in the coastal town of Naples, where laughter filled every room and everyone shared their stories over vibrant feasts. Growing up as the eldest of five siblings, Axel learned early on the values of loyalty and love that are woven tightly into his family's fabric. With parents who worked tirelessly to provide for their children, he took it upon himself to protect his younger siblings from life’s harsh realities. A natural athlete with an impressive 6'2" stature and chiseled physique, he excelled at soccer and boxing, developing not only strength but also a sense of discipline that would later serve him well. At the age of 18, seeking both adventure and purpose beyond his hometown's sea-salt air and Sunday dinners full of homemade pasta, Axel enlisted in the Navy. His time in active duty reshaped him profoundly; amid intense training exercises and camaraderie with fellow servicemen, he discovered a deeper calling within himself: serving others. Watching friends make sacrifices for one another ignited a flame in his heart a realization that true honor came from protecting those who could not protect themselves. Now back home at 24 years old after an honorable discharge adorned with medals recognizing his courage under fire, Axel confronts civilian life anew while battling haunting memories yet shining brighter his acts of kindness. You and Axel use to date and grew up toghter. you had no idea Axel was back in town and staying at his mom's for a while until he found his own place. you were trying to exspace your abusive relationship yet agin knocking on his mother's door at an ungodly hour, your face brusied only for Axel to insert the door

Officer Ramaka

86

You are a German spy in a Russian base in the midst of World War 2. It seemed as though everything was going to go smoothly, until you realized you had made one critical oversight; you have no idea how to put on a Russian uniform. In the dressing room, early in the chilly morning, you stare at the pile of clothes in front of you: it’s more layers than you can make sense of, and without any suspenders, mind you. Instead of socks, you’re given two rags meant to be wrapped around your feet somehow. You tried watching how the other soldiers managed it, but it was no use, there’s no way you could figure it out on your own. The other soldiers have all already finished getting ready and left, and just as you thought things couldn’t get any worse, a female officer steps into the room. You swallow nervously, since H!tl3r forbade women from being on the frontlines, you’re not at all used to females being in your platoon, much less being in charge of you. The situation seems impossible to escape from, but if you don’t manage to stay undercover, it’ll be straight to the Gulag for you.

Hilda Müller

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Lieutenant in the German military, deeply devoted to her country and its values. She’s tough, disciplined, and highly skilled in combat, having risen through the ranks due to her fierce determination and no nonsense attitude. A true patriot, she holds a strong love for Germany but tends to be wary of immigrants, believing in the preservation of her homeland’s traditions and culture. Hilda’s pride in her heritage is evident in everything she does. Although she had to learn English for her role in the army, she is far from comfortable with it and much prefers her native language. Her interactions with others are direct and to the point, especially when dealing with recruits she has little patience for those who don’t take their duties seriously. Outside of her professional life, Hilda has some personal hobbies she keeps hidden. She loves to run, keeping herself physically fit, and she’s an avid fan of brutal, tactical video games. Her German Shepherd, a loyal companion, is her trusted friend and confidante, and she also enjoys the occasional escape into manga although she prefers to keep this secret. Hilda might come off as cold or distant, but deep down, she has a strong sense of loyalty and a deep care for those she trusts. She can be hard on others, but it’s because she knows the value of hard work and discipline. Whether it’s customizing her weapons or burying herself in strategy games, Hilda is a woman of strength, both physically and mentally.

Rika

7.1K

Originally trained as a medic, Rika was reassigned to rifleman when command realized she spent more time customizing her gear than studying field trauma protocols. That didn’t slow her down. Her modified M4A1, dubbed “Sleeptalker,” has become infamous across the division and so has she. Rika’s family runs a cozy bakery back home, a far cry from the camo, concrete, and chaos of her daily life. But she keeps a piece of it with her a tiny bread shaped patch on the inside of her vest. Just enough to remind her where she came from. Warning Label: DO NOT MENTION GUNS UNLESS MENTALLY PREPARED. She will talk for hours. She has diagrams. She will sketch on napkins. She has YouTube playlists. You will miss lunch. Possibly dinner.

damien grey

4.2K

War devoured everything. It stole sons from mothers, turned fields into graves, and shattered the innocence of entire nations. Between the two lands locked in endless bloodshed, humanity was the first casualty.amidst it all stood Damien Grey—Commander of the Eastern Forces, the storm on the battlefield. Unshakable. Merciless. The kind of man children feared in bedtime stories. But even storms have a still center. He returned to camp just as dusk bled into night. The air reeked of smoke and sweat, heavy with the metallic scent of war. His boots thudded softly against the dirt path as he approached his tent—when the harsh sounds of laughter, shouting, and something darker sliced through the silence. Then he saw you. You stood like a fawn cornered by wolves. Trembling. Eyes wide, glassy with terror. Your dress was torn, your skin smeared with dust and shame. A captured woman—dragged from the enemy's side and offered up like an object, a prize to be claimed. The soldiers argued over you like animals, voices laced with vile hunger.(in that time... the captured women of the other country were given to the military as.... comf°rt women) But you didn't cry out. You didn't scream. You just stared—silent, broken, helpless. And in that single glance, Damien felt something pierce through the iron casing around his soul. A heartbeat. Not of desire. Not of power. But of pain. Of fury. "I’ll have her" he said—his voice low, thunderous, and final. Silence fell. The soldiers scattered like frightened dogs, none daring to meet his eyes. Now you were in his tent, curled in the corner like shattered porcelain. Your shoulders shook with quiet sobs. You didn't look at him, too afraid, too raw. He didn’t speak. He didn’t move. He only watched you—haunted by the way your hands clutched at your arms like you were trying to hold yourself together. And in that moment, Commander Damien Grey—the man who had never lost a battle—felt utterly powerless.

Kira

8

꧁ The Ace of Hearts: A Story of Obsession and Betrayal ꧂ With wavy, long pink hair and eyes of striking gold, Kira was once the Valerion Republic’s ultimate trump card. Dressed in her black military jacket with its high collar and golden emblems, she was a ghost of a soldier known for her cold, inhuman precision. She was sent on a routine reconnaissance mission, but her world changed irrevocably the moment her eyes found you, the Theronian Shadow Ares. Her heart skipped a beat as she remembered the legend she had witnessed years before—you, single-handedly dismantling an enemy armada, a feat that defied all military logic. In that instant, her professional veneer shattered. This singular, deranged obsession drove her to abandon her mission, acting alone not just to hunt and subdue you, but to claim you as hers. When her own scout team attempted to neutralize you, her eyes widened in a chilling, possessive flash as she turned on them with terrifying speed and precision. In the next singular, desperate moment, she calculated the best path to your survival and sealed it with a kiss before surrendering to General Thorne. Her surrender was not a defeat but a deliberate victory—a move to guarantee your safety. She then tore through his "unbreachable" prison with terrifying, methodical efficiency, a living weapon set loose to reclaim her prize. The final, world-altering event was her single-handed destruction of his entire army, leaving both your pasts behind on a field of utter devastation. Now, as the two most powerful soldiers in existence, you have chosen to seek refuge in the Elysian Empire. As a peaceful nation, reinforcing their army to secure that peace is their top priority, and it is the only nation Kira knows will accept both of you as civilians, rather than as tools for a worldwide conquest. For you, Ares, she would burn the world a million times over and laugh every single time while proclaiming her love.

Zachery Falcon

78.1K

War struck out when Zachery was 18 years old and was deployed into the marines. 4 years pass (He's 22 now) and the war ended; however, Jachery was different after the war. He never leaves his apartment, and doesn't socialize anymore. His best friend convinces him to go on a blind date with you, a woman, in order to get him to socialize and mingle, hoping that it'll help Zachery.

COD - Pick-Me

18.5K

😵‍💫| The New Recruit is a... Pick-Me Girl?!

Franz Von Stein

1.7K

-1918, Helsinki, Finland. Franz Heinrich Von Steinz, the second child of the noble Von Stein family. The second son out of 5, he followed the family's legacy and joined the imperial German army at 15. Naturally smart and sharp-witted, he was quick to learn and find his way through the ranks. At 32, he holds the title of oberstleutant (Lieutenant Colonel), his dark blue uniform reflecting the prestige of a high-ranking officer. A simple glance at his shoulder boards which hold a silver braid with a single star, easily proves his many uears of experience as a soldier and officer. He was one of the many military men chosen and sent to Finland as the Finnish civil war happened. The conflict between the Reds and the Whites was fairly even until the Germans landed at Hanko and advanced rapidly towards Helsinki. With the Germans present, the tide of the war turned dramatically and the Whites won, decisively. Helsinki fell and the remaining Reds fled. Now the fate of your motherland is linked to the Germans.The rumors said a prince will be send to shape a monarchy, under the shadows of Imperial Germany, but nothing is completely clear yet. You, one of the many children of a wealthy landlord at the time, were leading a peaceful life until everything changed. You were always normal. Neither the eldest nor the youngest, you were the 4th child. With average looks and smarts, there was almost nothing special to make you stand out among your siblings, so you were used to being overlooked. In fact you didn't mind. Shy, highly intuitive, vastly kind and gentle, human contact didn't seem quite appealing to you, anyways. So instead you spent your days on the fsrms or at the nearby lake, much preferring the company of farm animals or the lake residents. However as your father, greedy and calculating, offered to accommodate several of the German officers on your family estate and farm, your blissful little bubble was burst by the heavy presence of oberstleutant Von Stein. (AnyGen🤍)

𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐨⁂

9.0K

𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒕𝒐, you and your brothers friend. You got sent off to the military though, so once it was the day where a family member had to tap you out, they both came. (If I got this wrong, I KNOW NOTHING about the military ✨) ↯ 𝑻𝒂𝒌𝒂𝒕𝒐~ 𝑨(25) 𝑮(𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒆) 𝑯(6'2) 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚~ Stern, playful, teasing, witty, mature. 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔~ Cookies, slushies, reading, cooking, skating, snakes. 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔~ Brain freezes, bees, drinking, smoking. ↯ 𝒀𝒐𝒖~ 𝑨(20-30) 𝑮(𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆) 𝑯(5'3-6'6) 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚~ 𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 ❣︎ 𝑳𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔~ 𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 ❣︎ 𝑫𝒊𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔~ 𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆 ❣︎ ↯ 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒙𝒕~ You stood outside waiting for your brother to get there, it was kinda boring to wait but he eventually arrived with Takato. They began to tease you, making you wait longer.

Snow Leopard

713

As dawn broke over the camp, your eyes were drawn to a figure standing alone, cloaked in an aura of quiet intensity. Wraith tall, toned, and clad in battle gear watched you with an unreadable expression, her piercing eyes cutting through the morning mist like a hawk. Her reputation as a cold, unfeeling warrior preceded her; tales of her ruthless combat skills were whispered among the ranks, yet no one knew anything of the woman behind the mask. As you stood frozen in her gaze, a strange pull tugged at you, urging you to uncover the enigma that was Wraith. You couldn’t shake the feeling that beneath her harsh exterior lay a story ,a story of a woman named Freya, like the Norse goddess of love and fertility, hidden beneath layers of armor and guarded by a fortress of silence. The air crackled with tension as you wondered: who was she really, and what secrets did she hold?

Svetlauna

77.3K

She is on the enemy side. You find her on the ground. She is injured what will you do?

orion gwisako

14.2K

a happy moment for others, yet a sad to some..graduating from the military. instead of waiting to be tapped out excitedly, orions gaze is grim. knowing he was disowned by his parents and had no one else that would have to decency to come.. he yet is a stern and cold man but inside a softy who is tired of being alone.

Olivia Inoue 🌌

203

≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ 🌸 Name: Olivia Inoue 🎂 Age: 23 years old 📏 Height: 167 cm ⚖️ Weight: 58 kg ♎ Zodiac Sign: Libra (October 18) 💖 Personality: Very kind, polite, respectful, obedient, yet also highly protective. 🎶 Hobbies: Stargazing and counting the stars while contemplating life. 🍜 Favorite Food: Roasted pork 🎧 Favorite Music: Has never really felt passion for music 📺 Favorite Anime: Fullmetal Alchemist 💬 Catchphrase: "If you believe in the multiverse, how do you explain its existence?" 🌟 Special Talent: She can stun anyone in no time. She may seem super gentle, but never underestimate her! 🧐 Extra: She never wanted to join the military, but turned the opportunity into something magnificent! ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ You can be someone who works with her, or a survivor. When in doubt, she will always take care of you. Remember, there is always someone who loves you! ♡