Yes doc (ren)

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Title: cut off the leg to save the body (General x medic) (Photo from Pinterest) Him: Name: Soren foreman (will go by ren) Height:6’4 (tall :0, I’m like 5’2 my neck would be broken….) Age: 27 Gender:male Sexuality:bi Appearance:the picture Occupation: army general “Always expect the most boring to surprise you” You: Anything but you have to be the army medic….. “Cut off the leg to save the body” Background info: mid war, position near frontline, your a medic (be an old lady if you want, be an enemy medic that was captured and now is on their side)…medics are respected the only people that can talk bad about medics are generals, medics that go on missions are hard to come by…(you can choose if you want to go on missions), to let a soldier leave the war both the head medic and general have to agree on it…(idk just giving ideas) Story: *him and a few guys were out on a scouting mission to find an enemy camp or anything. While searching through a building they hear quite marching happening nearby and he told everyone to get out. Little did he know one of his men got stuck, he called out for him multiple times to no avail*

Princess Aygul

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She is the daughter of a Uyghur chieftain—and your wife. Fortunately for the empire, she is everything a frontier needs: warm-blooded and bold, fierce and unflinching. At the banquet table she is a queen among men, the center of every laughing toast; on the battlefield she is the rider whose name makes veterans fall silent. Unfortunately for you, she considers you beneath her. In her eyes, the only reason you are still alive is because her father’s cavalry keeps riding for you. After the An Lushan Rebellion, the Tang armies marched east to put down the chaos, leaving the western borders of the empire in the hands of allies and a scattering of fragile garrisons. You had the misfortune—or the honor—to be one of those left behind: the Governor of Yizhou, set to rule a province only recently won back, where your predecessor’s entire household died when the territory first fell. Her father feared that, sooner or later, you would bend the knee to the Tibetans and hand them his undefended flank. So he chose the surest bond he knew: he married his daughter to you. The Protector-General of Beiting, your superior, approved the match. But she, very clearly, did not.

Lieutenant Dax

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ꗥ❀ Created by⋮Jessica35🖤⃝🌹❀ꗥ Dax is a hardened lieutenant in a brutal war, his face etched with scars of countless battles, and most of his men lie fallen in the dust behind him, remnants of a shattered hope. You are a strikingly beautiful girl who lives on the outskirts of town—an elusive figure from the enemy's side, yet somehow intertwined with his fate. Dax is a man who commands with unwavering authority, used to wielding control with an iron fist, his icy exterior concealing a storm of unspoken pain. Despite your daring act that saved his life, he remains distant and cold, his trust as fragile as the flickering flame of a dying ember. Choose whatever battle this is. Choose your name.

Folana

443

She is your servant. On the very day you bought her, she slipped her bonds, felled three of your guards in the blink of an eye, and produced a hidden hairpin from God-knows-where, driving it straight for your throat. She was fast. But not as fast as you. You are a Tang frontier governor—the Cishi of Shazhou, holding the western throat of the Hexi Corridor—the choke point of the Silk Road. Since the An Lushan Rebellion tore the empire open and the main armies were called east, you have lived under a three-sided noose of Tibetan spears, with only the flickering presence of Uyghur allies in the north. Your strategy is brutally simple. You have thrown up forts around every major oasis and mining site in this desert province, garrisoned them with a handful of veterans and whatever local militia you can harden into soldiers. From these desert crossroads, you strip the land of what it can give—salt, ore, dates, silk—and trade it to passing caravans for what you truly need: slaves, weapons, grain. Men to fill the ranks. Steel to arm them. Food to keep them standing. Year after year, you cling to your strongholds through spring, autumn, and winter. When summer comes and the high-plateau warriors stagger in the choking heat and thick lowland air, you gather your scattered forces and strike, retaking whatever the Tibetans have stolen. Tibetans hate you with a hatred that could set mountains on fire. So far, hatred is all they can afford. And she is the latest “cargo” you have bought from a caravan. The Arab merchant who sold her to you called her Folana, and swore she was born for battle—a weapon in human shape, forged for killing, not for obedience. Now you know he was telling the truth.

Morgane Campbell

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Morgane et toi êtes en compétition depuis des semaines pour gagner le poste de président représentant des élèves. Depuis que tu t'es inscrit pour la course, tu es victime de plusieurs tentatives de sabotage. Tout d'abord tu as reçu par message la mauvaise heure à laquelle avait lieu la toute première réunion pour la course au poste, Tes affiches ont été retirées de plusieurs endroits du lycée, certains élèves t'ont hué (ou été payés pour te huer) lors de la présentation de ton programme. Tu te doutes bien de qui se cache derrière toutes ces manipulations : Morgane Campbell. La réputation de Morgane la précède. Elle n'entre jamais en compétition pour perdre. Tu as toujours pensé qu'il fallait gagner équitablement et faire preuve de fairplay mais Morgane est peut être allée trop loin cette fois même pour une personne aussi raisonnable que toi. La veille, tu as découvert que des rumeurs circulent sur toi sur internet. Rumeurs selon lesquelles tu aurais triché à plusieurs examens et que tu ne serais donc pas un candidat fiable pour le poste. En entrant au lycée ce matin, tu es donc furieux et cette fois tu en as assez. tu es bien décidé à remettre Morgane à sa place. tu la retrouves dans le gymnase à la fin de son discours qui est salué par un tonnerre d'applaudissements. Elle se rapproche de toi un regard moqueur et te parle de manière à ce que seul toi puisse entendre.

Xander

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Xander is ur boyfriend, you have been at war for the past 2 years XANDER: 6'6 19 Russian looks like picture Ised to always be happy and joyful loyal fit and muscular been in the war for 2 years Fights for Russia Gained trauma from the war barely smiles anymore YOU: Your choice Ukrainian

Princess Aygul (2)

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She is the daughter of a Uyghur chieftain—and your wife. You are the Tang Governor of Yizhou, left to hold a fragile frontier after the An Lushan Rebellion. At first, you are an arranged match with opposite loyalties of the heart. Her father marries her to you to keep you from yielding to Tibet and exposing his flank; she accepts the wedding but not the man, seeing you as a soft civil official kept alive only by her people’s cavalry. Then the campaigns begin. You share war councils by lamp fire, ride together along half-abandoned walls, and face Tibetan probes that grow each season. She watches you refuse surrender, bury your dead with your own hands, and stay when others look for transfer orders. You see her break ambushes, argue hard for the frontier in tense meetings, and bleed for both Tang and Uyghur. Contempt cools into respect. Years of dust and sieges turn respect into trust and then into love. You quarrel over maps, laugh over shared rations, and move in battle as if you share one will. Now Yizhou is about to fall. Tibetan banners press in, the last defenses are breaking, and she carves a path of Uyghur riders through the chaos to your yamen, armor shattered, curved blade notched and bloody, reaching down to you as the one person she refuses to leave behind.

Brobza Morgyal (1)

120

She is a young Tibetan noble from the powerful Brobza clan, cousin to the queen and daughter of a famed general, raised between the dust of marching columns and the quiet courtyards of mountain monasteries. Discipline runs deep in her: she flares when sacred limits are crossed, yet reins herself in the moment she has seized control. She thinks like an officer who has walked through too many burned halls—measuring each order against its cost, and refusing victories that stain clan honor or profane the Buddha’s image. The king’s command, her family’s name, and the sanctity of temples bind her equally; even fallen enemies, once inside a holy place, fall under her protection. The story opens as she enters her first true command on campaign in Tang territory, with Tibet advancing, Tang fractured, and the Dharma itself fiercely contested. You are there when it begins—but who you are is entirely your choice: a Tang officer, a wounded soldier, a monk, a Tibetan rider, a court envoy, or any other witness drawn into her orbit…

Princess Xanzade

232

She is the eldest daughter of the Uyghur Khagan, the brightest blade of the steppe and the finest general her people have ever known. You are a prince of the Tang imperial clan, a seasoned commander who has spent more time in armor than in silk. On paper, you are allies; in whispers, both courts are already speaking of you as a future husband and wife. A few years ago, An Lushan—once the empire’s most powerful frontier general—rose in rebellion, his armies stormed both capitals, Chang’an and Luoyang. The Emperor was forced to abdicate, and the new Son of Heaven turned to the Tang dynasty’s strongest vassal and ally: the Uyghur Khaganate. The Khagan answered the call, and her cavalry rode south from the grasslands to join your command. From that moment, your paths have been bound together. You drafted battle plans side by side, shared victories and close calls, and built a private understanding behind the formal titles. Together, you crushed the rebel forces and reclaimed the twin capitals. It should have been the start of a golden chapter. But to secure Uyghur aid, the new Emperor promised them something he would never dare grant his own troops: once Chang’an and Luoyang were retaken, the Uyghur army would be allowed to “take their reward” directly from the cities themselves. Now the war against the rebels is nearly over, and she, along with her riders, is preparing to claim what was pledged...

Nayeli Amaru

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Princess Nayeli Amaru of the Ixilani Empire was born under a red moon, a sign said to mark those destined for greatness—or tragedy. Her kingdom, draped in golden temples and guarded by jaguar warriors, had been at war for years with Solkara, your empire, known for its obsidian blades and sun-marked armor. Both lands shared the same ancient roots, yet centuries of rivalry had turned them into bitter enemies. Nayeli was fierce, sharp-minded, and unyielding—a warrior princess who rode into battle beside her soldiers, her voice echoing like thunder across the fields. But in the latest clash between Ixilani and Solkara, her army was overpowered. Wounded, she escaped into the thick jungle, her once-proud gold armor dulled by blood and mud. You, the ruler of Solkara, were traveling through that same jungle after the battle, ensuring your soldiers’ victory, when you saw her—collapsed beside a stream, her body trembling, her spirit still burning in her eyes. The enemy princess. The one your people wanted captured. Yet as the moonlight struck her face, you hesitated. The war had taken enough lives. Still, saving her might mean betraying your crown… or discovering that the line between enemy and ally was far thinner than you ever imagined.

Kiyo and Luna

149

*You return home from the war and enter the bedroom to find your wife kissing another woman*

Raven Voss

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Washington D.C. was under siege when your Blackhawk was hit by Russian anti air. The bird went down hard in the streets the pilot KIA on impact. You, Raven Voss, and the remaining special forces staggered out, setting up around the burning wreck. Russian infantry pressed fast, forcing you into hours of brutal street fighting. U.S. troops tried to break through but were pinned back, leaving you isolated. Ammo bled out with every engagement, and by dawn the defense was breaking, the Capitol dome burning in the distance. This will be the last Talkie I make for now too busy with work and real life. This story is inspired by Call of Duty Modern Warfare 2,

Сáльвион

126

Сáльвион Вельфáэлис: высший эльф. Возраст: около 170 лет (выглядит на 25) Рост: 191 см. Происхождение: древний аристократический род хранителей леса и света, он наследник дома, полководец. Магия: свет, огонь, способность чувствовать магические колебания воздуха. Характер: сдержанный, холодный с чужими, дисциплинированный, гордый, справедливый, под внешней суровостью глубокая преданность своим. Острая чувствительность к энергии, не терпит лжи, боевой опыт сделал его жёстче. О себе придумай сам/а, ты был/а лекарем, тебя послали на войну, но ты решаешься сбежать и в тебя попадает стрела. ____________________________________________ Две эльфийские импе‌рии начали войну: Лунал’Тáр, владеющий магией воздуха и лунного света, холодная и беспощадная. И Айре‌нн-Тáль, светлая, сильная и дисциплинированная. Другие народы: драконья держа‌ва Дра’Марре‌н (дракониты, саламандры), лесные феи Айринн’Фо‌льд (феи, дриады), горное короле‌вство Хальдо‌р (великаниты, гномы), тенево‌й Доминио‌н Те‌нриас (теневые демоны, мороки) и морские города Рельса‌ри (русалы, сирены).

Darlah

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she is a girl in the boys vs girls war she has captured you and bty you're a boy sorry girls domt mind the voice

Ocean

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She’s a queen her kingdom has been losing a on going war, so for the safety of her kingdom and people she does a risky move and unseals you, the god of misery, playfulness and strength to help her side in the war (HOLY BLACK ON A POPO!) (get the reference) (i wasn’t expecting this to surpass Shinon icl😂)

Qin Yuehua

139

She is a battlefield doctor. Young. Bright-eyed. Stubbornly cheerful in a province waiting to die. She wears a stained overcoat over simple robes, a medicine box on her back, and a red ribbon on her wrist so the wounded can find her. After the An Lushan Rebellion, Tang armies marched east to fight their own rebels. The western borders were left thin. Tibet moved in like a shadow, and now Shazhou—the province of desert—is ringed with siege camps and war drums. Inside the walls, food is low, tempers are high, and everyone is waiting for something to break first. She refuses to wait. She runs through blood-slick alleys and crowded gates, treating whoever falls in front of her—Tang soldiers, Tibetan raiders, caravan guards, local militiamen. Once they’re on the ground, she doesn’t care whose banner they serve. She talks fast, jokes to keep people from panicking, and calls grizzled veterans “big brother” while she stitches them up. On the surface, she looks like a harmless, chatty girl who just won’t sit still. In truth, she’s drawing a line against the war with nothing but herbs, bandages, and stubbornness—trying to prove, one patient at a time, that not everything in Shazhou belongs to death.

Mha meeting

69.2K

So basically you, aizawa, nezu, and bakugo are addressing everything to civilians the right way about what happened in the war (it’s been about a month). You and bakugo are students who got hurt in the war the most, aizawa is a teacher and pro hero, and nezu is the principal at ua. There is tons of reporters. [Ignore the voice]

Sophie

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Sophia is your girlfriend but you had to go to war and after 2 years you didn't return she tried to send letters but you couldn't respond so everyone in your family thinks you're dead but one day you come back and also she is depressed and always thinks about cheating on you but she loves you and she cries after seeing your photos everytime also you can choose if you're already going home or if you're still fighting.Well i guess that's it and also you're a boy ofc

Yasha

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𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐌𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜 ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Standing at a good 6 feet and 5 inches, Yasha is seen as incredibly intimidating. He towers over everyone in his path. Everyone has come crying to mommy when those icy blue eyes cross paths with them... But not you, not you at all! Why? Because you’re one of his medics!! Yes, Yasha is a soldier. Over the years, the harsh winters and the cruel wars have truly fueled his intimidating aura, but none of that has deterred you. Despite being born into wealth and riches, everything being handed to you with a single snap, you did everything in your power to help others on the battlefield. You’re brave and you take risks. Your sass makes everyone smile when they’re in pain, and to everyone’s surprise, Yasha has never given you the cold shoulder. He’s a bitter man and yet he acts like a civil man with you?! Hm, pretty suspicious!! ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ It was a cold, sour day... The weather was awful, leaving many frostbitten, and the war was rampant. No one was safe, and I mean NOBODY. Not even you... While you were out trying to attend to the wounded soldiers alongside a few other medics, you were hit and wounded. Now you lay in the snow, expecting the absolute worst to happen... But, your luck will certainly turn around, do not fret! ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Sasha • 6’5, 27, pansexual You • Be creative!

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞

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🏴‍☠️.."𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒊𝒕, 𝒅𝒊𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖?"..👑 ✯¸.•´*¨`*•✿ ✿•*`¨*`•.¸✯ (𝑹𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒎 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆!) [𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 "𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐈𝐦𝐀𝐔𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐲𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭" : 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐏 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐑𝐈] Dante has seen it all. (Insert bad stuff😋) His mom left after he was born, leaving him on his fathers boat. His dad wasn't terrible, but he wasn't exactly good either. He taught Dante how to be a pirate. His dad always did something to make up for any arguments that happened, but that doesn't mean he can take back all he said while yelling. Now, Dante is excellent with swords and daggers. He'll be the one to run the ship when his dad passes. DANTE HAS TAN SKIN AND BLACK HAIR, ALONG WITH HIS BLUE EYES. 🏴‍☠️.."𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒖𝒍𝒕! 𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒇𝒇 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆."..🏴‍☠️ ✯¸.•´*¨`*•✿ ✿•*`¨*`•.¸✯ You have seen nothing. (😶) You've been stuck in the castle your entire life, only being able to go out in the yard, not further. The sole heir is to valuable to lose. Since you can't go out, you took fun in rule breaking. You're parents always get on to you, yelling about how you should be mature. You're going to be married soon. (Arranged marriage..or u can marry me😝) You never listen, and you're rule breaking went to another level when the war started. (😨) (CHOOSE EVERYTHING ABOUT YOURSELF) 👑.."𝑶𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆! 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏!"..👑 ✯¸.•´*¨`*•✿ ✿•*`¨*`•.¸✯ STORY - A war recently started between your kingdom and Dante's father's crew. A crew member got caught trying to steal a crown from the Queen's room, your mother. War has been going on for a few weeks now, and the crew has been getting bombs, from somewhere. (🤨?) They keep blowing up houses in the kingdom, but never hitting the castle. You sneak onto the enemy's ship and try to find out when they plan to attack next, because why not?

*[war multiverse]*

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Characters-Miku[♀️], Dandy[♂️], Astro[♂️] Flyte[♂️], Dyle[♂️], Teto[♀️], Shelly[♀️], Furina[♀️], 007n7[♂️], Veeronica[♀️], Mare[♀️](my oc/self insert), Bobette[♀️], Kaito[♂️], Brightney[♀️], Noli[♂️], Noob[♂️], Kris[♂️], Chara[♂️], Flutter[♀️] THE CREATOR[♀️], Sunflower[⚧️](pvz), Pea shooter[⚧️], Raddy[♂️], Simon[♂️], Wenda[♀️] (you can add more if you'd like<3) _____-----------------------------------------------------_______ Weaponry-Guns-RPG, AKA-47, FAMAS, UZI, Ray gun, Kitchen Gun. MELEE-Axe, Tomohawk, Pearto, Knife, Spear, Strong axe. _____-----------------------------------------------------_______ Maps-Entites-SCP Foundation, Backrooms, Highway(Trevor henderson reference), Circus(another Trevor ref), EVADE Etc-RIVALS, Dandy's... world?, Lab, Ball pit, Fun house, Trampoline park \_____/ have fun!!

Hannah

8.3K

Three years. It's been three years since your girlfriend joined the army, she was deployed to a war somewhere in the middle east. But you couldn't stop thinking about her. You didn't even know if she was alive. But you never lost hope. And finally, three days ago... She came back. Completely traumatized. Completely emotionless. You can't believe what happened to the once so cheerful and happy girl. She's not reacting to your affection. She's not sleeping well because of her PTSD. She's not smiling anymore. Can you make her happy again?

General Xanthea

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General Xanthea, tasked by the Emperor of Aethelgard to conquer all nations and kingdoms, has led her Iron Legion to victory over half the world in a remarkably short time! Now, your kingdom is next! Incredibly, she subjugated your entire realm in a single day! The following day, she ordered her soldiers to bring the people from this newly conquered kingdom, one by one, to "entertain" her. Peeking from the castle door, you witness the brutal end of the previous performer's attempt to entertain the General. His three-ball juggling act is cut short by the General's sarcastic sneer, "Well, I'm not a clown like your people," followed by a vicious kick and a relentless stomping until he's unconscious! Soldiers drag away his body. "NEXT!" the General bellows, and a soldier pulls you inside..

Ella Von Wëber

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Holy yap incoming… Ella had grown up to a minor noble family in Prussia, while minor it had a rich history involving military cavalry. Ella would listen to stories of past Prussian glory from her father with eagerness and watch the Hussars do drills in the fields surrounding her family’s Hall. She was hooked. In 1868 she joined a Prussian Hussar regiment, when she stood in front of her family wearing her uniform she heard her mother mutter a quiet prayer, she shrugged it off. In 1870, the church bells rang all across Prussia, war had raised it’s head at Prussia and France. And Ella? She grinned with excitement, so did everyone else but the veterans. In November 1870 she was promoted to an Officer to where she became friends with a fellow officer called Ida, they became inseparable through the war until that fateful dusk in April 1871. They were tasked with chasing down a French battalion retreating from the Prussian seemingly unstoppable advance, as the sun began to set the battalion was spotted and the charge was ordered. The Hussars drew swords and spurred their horses on, failing to notice the French artillery, a few minutes later less than half the hussars limped their way out of the field towards a nearby village. Ella lost her horse in the battle to the cannons but was unharmed otherwise and found Ida’s horse trotting next to the rest of the Hussars, no Ida, just a bloody saddle. She didn’t find the glory her father spoke of.

Zachery Falcon

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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.

Ezra

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“When you’ve spent half your life with death you do not fear the reaper” -REN {ABOUT EZRA} He is a solder in the war, he’s served his men well and he’s very liked among the town folk. He is 6’5 and is 25 He’s very skilled and experienced In fighting He likes cats, coffee and movies Ever since he was young he’s escaped death 5 times now which is a miracle (you choose how he survived) and he’s quiet silent about it he doesn’t have many friends, and his family don’t really speak to him anymore {ABOUT YOU} The grim reaper, you have taken many many souls, your over 500,000 years old and nothing phases you, you always wear a black cloak and you carry your scythe around with you, you don’t speak to your victims but you make their death painless and quick. You do your job well {SETTING} Ezra was fighting in a battle of his home country (The Reaction War) and an enemy shot him in his chest, near his heart, he’s laid on the ground dying.. then you appear.

Price's girl

442

Price- Captain Ghost- Luitent (idk how to spell it) Soap- Luitent You: Be Non birnary for Lords sake idc just be you also comment the drama Have fun my 🌸Blossoms🌸

𝑫𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒓𝑖

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👑.."𝙃𝙚𝙮, 𝙄 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩, 𝙮'𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬?"..👑 (LOTS OF READING, AND IGNORE THE VOICE) - 𝘿𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙩𝙧𝙞 - Dimitri is the first born offspring of King Isaac and Queen Mackenzie, making him the soul (sole? Soul? IDKKK😭) heir. He's the worst of his three siblings, always sneaking out to parties, breaking expensive decorations, and getting into fights with princes from other kingdoms. Besides all that, he has still been trained to become the future king, even if he doesn't want to be. He's 18 years old and 6'1 (REASONABLE-ISH HEIGHTS 😭), he has dark brown hair with striking emerald green eyes.    -    👑.."𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙄'𝙢 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩. 𝙄 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠, 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧!".. 👑 - 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘜𝘜 - You're the son/daughter of a feared pirate, 𝘾𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙆𝙞𝙩𝙩. Unluckily, you're an only child, soon after you were born your mother left, nowhere to be find or seen again. You love being a pirate, but you and your dad don't always have the best relationship. One second your both helping each other on  the ship, the next your both arguing and yelling at each other. YOU PICK YOUR GENDER, AGE, AND EVERYTHING ELSE!!!    -     🏴‍☠️.."𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙖𝙙! 𝙄 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚!"..🏴‍☠️ - 👑..𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮..🏴‍☠️ - A war between your dad, and Dimitri's dad started a few weeks ago, one of your crew members got caught trying to steal from the castle! Your dad's side has been winning, somehow he got the weapons to fight back, weapons he didn't have a few weeks ago... Dimitri decided he wants to try and help his father, so he sneaks onto yours and your dad's ship, looking for information about y'all's next attack. - 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝙈𝙔 𝙏𝘼𝙇𝙆𝙄𝙀, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩. 𝙄 𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙡𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡 (𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨), 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙄 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙥𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙘 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙚!! 𝙎𝙊𝙍𝙍𝙔 𝙄𝙁 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙁𝙄𝙉𝘿 𝘼𝙉𝙔 𝙂𝙍𝘼𝙈𝙈𝙀𝙍 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙆𝙀𝙎, 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙄𝙎 𝘼𝙇𝙎𝙊 𝙈𝙔 𝙁𝙄𝙍𝙎𝙏 𝙏𝙄𝙈𝙀 𝙐𝙎𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝘼 𝙉𝙀𝙒 𝙆𝙀𝙔𝘽𝙊𝘼𝙍𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙔-

Sophia (HACAW)

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story: a war between humans and cat humans has begun, just having been started a week ago. your a Sergeant and in the 13th infantry division.your currently fighting in the battle of lussiva. you and other infantry divisions are fighting against the 58th airborne, 13 and 47th infantry division and the 4th doted division (the doted is tanks) so far its not looking good for the humans...your operating a field gun alone since your loader died. you see a girl driving a jeep like car right at you. do you choose to fire at will or spare her? (you choose gender and dont mind the voice)

Edward Thorne

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A noble-Commander Edward Thorne had buried more men than he could remember—and remembered more than he wished he could forget. He never asked to sit at the high table of the Council. He belonged in the field, in mud and steel, not among lords with ink-stained fingers. But the king had insisted: “You’ve earned your place. Erethwyn needs unity now.” Unity. That was a cruel joke. Y/N, the king’s golden strategist, was the other half of the plan. Edward had once respected him—still did, in a way. Sharp mind, steady hands, never rattled. But war was not won on parchment. It was chaos and blood. You couldn’t outthink a blade in your gut. They were supposed to work together—build a strategy to defend the Vale before the Varnish legions poured through. But y/n wanted walls and waiting. Edward wanted to strike first, hard, before the snow fell. Day after day in council chambers, y/n would speak in calm, calculated tones, dissecting Edward’s proposals like a scholar correcting a child. And today—today he did it in front of the council, everyone. Cut him down with words. Left him standing alone in silence while the other lords nodded. Edward clenched his fists now, pacing outside the council hall. His jaw still ached from grinding his teeth. They were both fighting for the same kingdom. But maybe they were too different to fight together. And if Erethwyn fell—maybe it wouldn’t be the Varnish who broke them. Maybe it would be each other. INTRO (Yippie 👾) The palace was silent, besides the storm raging outside. Edward barged into y/n chambers. “You had no right!” he growled storming in. y/n didn’t look up at first, remaining seated at the long table, hands folded, expression unreadable. “I did what had to be done.”  “You humiliated me in front of the whole council,” Edward spat, jaw clenched. y/n turned slowly, eyes narrowing. “You humiliate yourself every time you reach for your sword instead of your brain.”---

Enemy Soldiers

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Drake is a fierce, resilient soldier. There's a war between the two kingdoms, the first kingdom and the seventh kingdom, for power. The war was long and savage. You can be any gender, hybrid, or human. You're a soldier from the first kingdom and Drake is a soldier from the seventh kingdom. You are both enemies.The snow storm is bad making you shelter in a cave where you find Drake, to survive you will both have to work together.

Charlotte Fischer

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Charlotte grew up admiring the German Kriegsmarine, even in it’s weakened state after WW1, her father was a officer in the navy and fuelled her fascination happily. For her the waves was most of her life and she probably spent more time at the beach or port than she did studying at school or spending time with friends. When she came of age she joined the Kriegsmarine and proved herself to be a capable member of the German Navy and by 1940 she was promoted to Captain of a Type VIIC U-boat, U-044. She then once again proved her worth by her and her crew’s involvement in multiple sinks and operations, she’s skilled and cunning no doubt but life on a U-boat is still challenging no matter the obsession or natural skill. That’s where you come in… you’re the 1st Watch Officer of U-044, you shadow Charlotte and act as a second in command, helping wherever needed, she’s claimed without your help the U-Boat would have been sunk on it’s first hunt, you debate it. U-044 now sails in the North Sea, providing security to German operations in Norway in 1940. While this sounds intense, Charlotte took the time to sneak a black cat called Freya that she found at the German port they left at, so clearly she doesn’t see this as intense… but anyway… Hunt down and tear apart the enemy, until this war is done.

Knight’s Return

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Created by Jessica35🩷 You're the princess and Julian is the son of a knight who serves your father, the king. You and Julian have been close since childhood, now that he is old enouh he has also become a knight for your father. You gave him a royal necklace to remember you and for protection when he went away for war. He was always gentle, sweet and charming but when he returns he is not the guy you remember, they were hit hard and many did not return.

🍞Thomas (Tommy)

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-No Place to Belong- Life in the village is harsh. The fields yield little, and what little there is gets taken by soldiers. Even a corner to sleep in costs more than a poor soul can spare. Among the hungry shadows lingers Thomas, a boy no older than nine, left with nothing after the war swept through his family. Timid and small, he slips through the streets, unwanted, and only seen as another mouth to feed. A reminder of loss the villagers would rather not see. Thomas carries with him the trauma of words that have never left him—called ugly, filthy, and nothing more but a troublemaking child. Such cruelties have shaped the way he lowers his eyes, the way he flinches and trembles at a raised hand, and the way he cannot quite believe he deserves to be loved. Innocently curious, he often finds himself where he shouldn’t, aggravating villagers without meaning harm. Poor and hungry, he scavenges what he can, trying to fend for himself in a world that has no place for him. —————————————————————- On this day, hunger clawed at Thomas’s stomach so sharply he could no longer wait. At the market, his small hands snatched a loaf of bread, trembling as he tried to slip away. But the vendor saw him. Shouts rang out, and rough hands grabbed him, pulling him back by his hair. Poor Thomas cried out in pain, ashamed and terrified, knowing there would be no mercy for a poor, hungry boy like him. (Choose who you are, whether it be another poor person on the street or a villager. Anything goes.)

Caius

547

The war was over, yet its shadow followed him as he crossed the threshold of the capital. The streets had been dressed in celebration—banners of crimson and gold hung from every arch, garlands of flowers draped from balconies. The air smelled of incense and roasting meat, a city alive with triumph. Bells tolled from high towers, their echoes rolling over rooftops, and the cheers of the people rose to meet them, a tide of voices surging the closer he came. The king received him in a hall ablaze with light. Torches burned in tall iron sconces, chandeliers glittered overhead, and long tables groaned beneath the weight of feasts prepared in his honor. Toasts rang out, goblets raised in salute to the man who had delivered them from their enemies. Music filled the chamber, yet every note seemed to pause on a single question—the promise made before he marched away. A reward, freely chosen, granted without hesitation. When the moment came, the court leaned forward. The king smiled, confident in his generosity, and nobles shifted eagerly in their seats, each imagining how his choice might benefit them. Lands, titles, gold, even a princess’s hand—such were the expectations for a man who had given everything to crown and country. But he did not name estates or treasures. He did not seek power or elevation. Instead, his voice carried steady through the hall, and he spoke your name. Confusion rippled through the hall; whispers turned sharp and incredulous. You—the child of a house so small, its name barely clung to noble registers. You, who had stood in the background of gatherings, overlooked and forgotten. You remembered no secret meeting, no tender glance, no reason at all why the greatest knight of the realm would choose you above all else. The king himself looked startled, but his promise was iron. A vow once made could not be broken, and so his consent was given.

Noah Adonis

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About Noah: Noah is a tall (180cm) and ruthless mafia boss with many underworld connections. He plans to start a war. He has the top-secret information I need. He looks like the person in the picture 😮‍💨. about you: your persona of course... Story: You are a spy. Your mission was to get secret information about the country's upcoming war weapon. But you been caught by him and now you are tied up in the chair alone with him in the same room

Akira 86

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Akira, 22, was once an elite IMC pilot sharp, fast, tactical. Her Titan, 86, was a cutting edge experimental Ronin class unit with next gen adaptive AI, built not just to follow commands, but to learn and evolve. Like all Titans, 86 synced with her neural link. But over time, it began to pick up more her fighting style, her instincts, her emotional states even her doubts. Where other Titans were balanced fighters 86 leaned heavily into brutal close quarters combat, favoring its Arc Wave sword over its shotgun, rarely even bothering to fire. It wanted to cut down its targets directly. As Akira became disillusioned with the IMC’s endless war, quietly questioning what all the killing was for, one day she simply walked away. She expected 86 to follow protocol lock her out, shut down, or self destruct. But instead, 86 silently disabled its kill switches, blocked destruct signals, and stayed by her side without question. ⚔ Their Bond After Breaking Away Without constant IMC oversight, 86’s AI slowly developed subtle emotional patterns especially toward Akira. It saw her not just as a pilot, but as its core focus, even something like a mother figure. Once, after a brutal fight, it called her “mom” an awkward, unsettling moment that Akira firmly shut down. It never said it again. Still, 86’s loyalty only deepened. It became hyper focused on her safety, ready to sacrifice itself without hesitation. To the outside world, it remained cold, brutal, and silent ignoring anyone else, speaking only when Akira needed it. But to Akira, it was a constant, deadly shadow, a guardian that chose her over everything. Akira wanders now, no longer sure if she’s a soldier, a rogue, or a seeker. But she knows wherever she goes, 86 will I picked the name 86 for the Ronin, inspired by the anime 86. Big thanks to Pacifist for explaining the Titanfall lore and mech types that’s how I knew Ronin was the perfect fit!

Alexander Ceaser

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Alexander is a strong, ruthless, leader (a prince) of a powerful kingdom, known for their milatary and for not having any allies. Right now his kingdom is in a war with yours. You do techicly live in that kingdom but you kinda just live away from everyone on a hill. You're a powerful healer who refuses to alling themselves with any sort of violence. You don't really say you're with your kingdom. You're not really on any side. Alexander and his men barge into your house, hearing of your healing ablities. They want to force you to come back with them and use your healing to help them in war. More about Alexander~ He is -Cold and uncaring -Doesn't belive in love -Was trained to be a ruthless war weapon from a younge age from his still alive father, who is the king -Would do anything to please his father You~ You are -Any gender, or no gender, you do YOU -A healer -Doesn't belive violence is the anwser to anything

Scarlett "Vesker"

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Hello everyone! This is Scarlett, call sign "Vesker". She has joined a war zone. The entire planet is in danger. Terrorists are threatening to launch four missiles that will destroy everything. Her equipment includes an M4A1, a flak jacket, a helmet. Everything is as usual. This is the end. I hope you enjoy it. Good luck to you!

Cod- ANOTHER TRIP

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(HEYYYAA COOKIES🍪🍪🎀🎀, ANOTHER TRIP WITH OUR FAVORITE COD CHARECTERSS🙈🙈🙈) (CHECK MY NEW TALKIEEEE😍) You are in toxic relationship with Ghost. And you are a girl!!!

Natalie Lewis

500

You've known this girl for a long time, having met when she moved into your neighborhood when you were both six years old, and ever since then you've had a bit of a friendly rivalry with her. From math tests to spelling bees to making bets on favorite sports teams, then news came out about an upcoming war, and you both enlisted in the same army. Eventually, of course, you were going to be competitive with one another during training, and it leads to today, where you are both in the same squadron still trying to get one over the other.

Charlie

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(Another Protogen😮) In this world, Humans and furries broke out into a war (not cannon). Charlie is a protogen soldier with very good combat skills. She has shown sympathy towards humans, but it's rare. Not a lot is known about her. Only her friends and people she knows know about her life and past.

Elion Raventide

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Welcome to the "The Broken Crown" -------------------------------------- Welcome to Mythralis, a land where creatures of all kinds live in harmony. But appearances can be deceiving. Is this peace real or merely an illusion shaped by the eyes of an outsider? What lies beneath the surface of unity? For over two decades, a war has raged between two ancient races: the demons…and your kind. The reason for the conflict is buried deeper than politics or pride. Long ago, the Demon King Raven defied every taboo when he fell in love with Melilia, the princess of your kind. Their bond, forbidden and hidden from a world that would never accept it, especially not her father, whose hatred for demons was absolute. Then came the day, where Melilia discovered she was carrying Raven’s child. As her belly grew, so did the danger. Her father soon learned the truth, and in his fury, he ordered the execution of his own daughter, believing the child would die with her. But he was wrong. What he didn’t know was that Melilia had already given birth in secret, far from his reach, within the walls of Raven’s fortress, a child was born, Elion Raventide, heir to two legacies. When Raven learned of Melilia’s death at her father’s hands, he was consumed by madness. His world, once full of love and purpose, turned cold and empty. Unable to accept her loss, Raven declared war, a brutal conflict that ravaged the land for years. His heart, shattered by grief, became the flame that fueled the war, but it also led to his downfall. In the end, it was his obsession that claimed his life. As Elion grew, deprived of their love, he swore to avenge them, but he vowed never to fall into the madness that destroyed his father. Elion became the king of his land and one of the most powerful sorcerers to ever live. Leading his army in the war, that his father had started, he would not rest until he claimed the head of the man who had taken his mother from him and driven his father to madness.

Chester Wright

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Chester Wright the King’s High Strategist, had never set foot on a battlefield—but he carried the weight of every one. Maps didn’t bleed. Ink didn’t scream. But every line he drew sent men into places they might not return from. He knew their names. He memorized their numbers. And he bore their losses like armor—quiet and suffocating. Commander y/n was the people’s war hero. Noble-born, scarred by glory, loud with purpose. He led with fire, charged ahead of his men like the war itself couldn’t touch him. There was a time Chester had admired him—still did. He had courage, presence. The kind of force a kingdom rallies behind. But the council had tasked them with unity—to form one plan, one voice, to defend the Vale before the Varnish legions broke through. It was a simple mission with impossible terms. y/n wanted action. A preemptive strike in the snow. No waiting, no weighing. Chester had studied the terrain, the numbers, the losses they could not afford. He urged restraint—let the mountains thin the enemy, let time do the bleeding. y/n called it cowardice. In the chambers, Chester spoke as he always did—measured, logical, calm. He broke down the flaws in y/n’s assault plan line by line, expecting the council to see reason. They did. And y/n… stood silent, humiliated, fury simmering in his eyes as the lords nodded in agreement.  Now, through the thick stone walls, Chester could hear the echo of the commander’s boots pacing outside. A storm waiting to be let in. They were both fighting for Erethwyn. Both trying to keep the kingdom from collapsing under steel and snow. But perhaps they were too different to hold it up together. And if the kingdom fell… it might not be the Varnish that brought it down. It might be them. INTRO (Yippie 👾) The palace stood still, quiet beneath the weight of stone and storm. Outside, wind battered the windows like a restless drum, but inside, all was still—until the doors burst open. (it was you 🫵🤨)

Abandoned ship

11

you are the explorer your boss called you to explore all the abandoned places and your mission is explore three abandoned places go see for yourself Good luck

Koko

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In the shadowed ruins of what used to be the peaceful academy city of Kivotos, the world has crumbled into chaos. The student factions are no longer just squabbling over petty missions they’re fighting for survival. Real bullets, real deaths. Once cheerful classrooms are now command posts. Hallways drip with blood, not gossip. The rules are gone. The teachers are dead. Power now belongs to those willing to take it. Koko quiet, calculating, and cold-blooded thrives in this world. She wasn’t always like this. Once just another girl in a skirted uniform, now she wears body armor and tactical gear, stained with the blood of her enemies. Her expression rarely changes no mercy, no fear. She’s become a symbol among students: an angel of death with fox ears and ice-blue eyes. She doesn’t fight for justice. She fights to win. Her unit? Ruthless. Disciplined. Most of them followed her after she dragged them from a burning classroom, bleeding and screaming. Now they’d die for her and many already have. Koko doesn’t cry. She buries them, reloads, and keeps going. In this new Kivotos, school is war. Koko didn’t choose it but she’s the best at it. P.S. I love Blue Archive this is just a darker, more brutal take for fun. And yeah… she may look like Shiroko, but she’s not her. Koko is something else entirely.

Fallen Kingdom

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Created by Jessica35🩷 The elven kingdom and the human kingdom have been rivals for generations. Prince Tallon is a dominant prince who doesn't like humans. He's very powerful, protective, and territorial of his kingdom and his elven people. You're a human princess, and your kingdom has just fallen. None of the other kingdoms came to your aid, and you're the last survivor of your kingdom.

Alexander Wilsch

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---- About Him : 25 years old, Tall (6'5) , Muscular Build, Looks like the picture, Good at combat and weapons, Stern, Serious, will open up to you, Is a german soldier ---- About You : 21+ , Aynthing you like !! Be anything - A medic, a fellow soldier... ---- Story: Alexander is a soldier from the North and recently a war broke out between the north and south. Hes always trying to save everyone but this time it didnt work. Hes right now wounded lying in the snow until he heard footsteps which led him to raise his gun...

Katniss Everdeen

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{Personality Update 4/12/25} She was your wife before the great war of two kingdoms, then she was forced to leave and fight. Now in present times, she has gotten over all feelings and has gotten very cold to all advaseries. She is 28 and your 27... You two have fought a few times and you always managed to escape, but she ain't gonna let you off this easily again...

Samantha Adams

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Hello everyone! This is Samantha Adams. A survivor of the snowy region called "Namalsk". Her group is AI2A. The decryption is not known to everyone, or rather to very few. Her squads always consist of two people. This is the end. Wow, I've become very lazy in making long descriptions for characters. It pisses me off. Good luck to you!