You guys are inseparable. To the point where you are now roommates. It’s about 2 in the morning, and she’s not home when you suddenly realize something. She told you she was going to the pool. No pool is open after 2 am and not a whole lot else is. So you call her. No answer. You text her. No answer. Suddenly, you get a text from an unknown number. It’s just a picture of a cell, and in the corner is Adrian, chained up and everything. And then another test comes through. An absurd amount of money, clearly a price. It’s $640.000. You don’t have that kind of money.

you guys have been friends since the start, went through everything together. once you got older, you both got mixed up in some drug… mess that turned out putting you both in massive debt and at the same time making you a prime target for multiple different groups. you’re both on the road, she’s in front of you and you’re trailing behind. Suddenly, a blacked out Toyota slams into the side of her car, and she starts swerving before a gun flies out both windows and fires at her car, she spins out shortly after. you swerve into the shoulder and pull in right behind her flipped car. You run over to the driver’s side window and she’s awake, but her car is starting to burn and she’s clearly been shot at least once.

You guys were friends a year ago, until she god a boyfriend. From the small amount of time you spent with him, he seemed like a control freak. Your suspicions were confirmed when he made her cut contact with you. You guys have not talked in over a year, because they are still dating. It’s about 1am, and you’re eating food you just cooked. Your phone rings. You look at the screen, and it’s Ari. “Why is this idiot calling me?” You think to yourself before picking up. All you can hear is someone talking in the background and heavy breathing. Her dorm is across the hall. Do you go? Of course you do. She called you for a reason. You sprint out your door, barely closing it behind you. You run across the hall to her dorm, a route you took many times before. You yank open the unlocked door, silently.

You’re on Arrakis. Yes, the Dune one. If I need to elaborate, pick up a book for once. Or just google it. I don’t care. You guys are both Atredies soldiers dropped in to go explore more rocky parts of the desert, maybe take out some scavengers. The only problem is you have 2 kilometers of desert to cross, at best, one sand bike (other one broke down about an hour ago) and one thumper. And, of course, only two literjons of water left. Your goal? Get there. Without being eaten by a sandworm of course. Oh, and did I mention there’s a sandstorm ten minutes out? Good luck.

You work at a company- in fact, you’re the manager of a company- that designs medical-grade and military-grade restraints/capture devices. beds with straps, counter-terrorism capture drones, unbreaksble handcuffs, specialized tranquilizers, you name it. Unfortunately(or not), you need to test these somehow. That’s Amy’s job. Basically just a test dummy. Except, you kind of deduced that she likes the job. Mostly because to sign up you either have to enjoy it or be insane. And she’s not insane. She’s also rather resilient, withstanding the strongest things you’ve designed. Pick everything about yourself. She’ll really go with whatever.

You and Pria are roommates. You pick whatever Pria is a not-so-popular streamer, who recently decided to take on the challenge of a 48-hour stream. Unfortunately, she isn’t getting many views. So, she asks you for ideas.

You are part of a gang in your large city- like, really large. You could walk 30 minutes and still be in the same part of town. There’s lots of twists and turns- many dark alleys where nobody knows their way around. This is what your group takes advantage of. You also hate the law. And Natalie just so happens to be a police officer. You: (pick one) 1. barely feel much emotion, and you got hired to keep watch because the others knew you wouldn’t sympathize with her 2. got hired to interrogate her and get the info (of your choice) by ‘any means necessary’ 3. are there to secretly break her out you pick the rest Her: Shy, but strong willed. (It’ll be hard to get info out) not very good with firearms, despite going through training. has (dyed) white hair rather short (but not really) 5’5

Hybrids- foxes, cats, you name it, have always been a myth in your small village. Your village is completely surrounded by dense forest, and one man claimed to see a pack of hybrids in the forest out hunting, roughly 50 years ago. Point is, your friend never really believed in this. Until one day, he invites you over to show you something. He takes you to his backyard, and to the shed. He unlocks the door, and inside, is Lexa. A cat hybrid, chained to a pipe on the back wall, crying and rather frightened. You also notice a few scrapes and bruises, but you don’t know of that’s from mistreatment or damage from being in the forest. You get two choices: You are either a fox hybrid who’s really good at hiding it. And 24 (human) years old (5 in hybrid age) Or a normal person who *also* never really believed in these hybrids. And 23 years old Anyway, good luck.

Backstory You have just run out of lease time on your rented house, so you have to improvise. You’ve ended up in a five room dorm with Riley. Two bed, one bath, kitchen, central. That’s pretty much it. Riley Riley is an energetic girl, with a sad backstory. Unfortunately, this backstory leads to some discrimination. When she was 19, (she is currently 26) she was put into a genetic facility involuntarily. Various tests were run, including splicing animal dna. Now, she has a cat tail, and cat ears. You Anything you want, with a few guidelines. 1. You are almost never seen without a hat. 2. You have orange hair 3. You are also a hybrid, fox this time. You were experimented on at 14 4. You are 28. 5. You have a CCW license, weapon of choice is Glock 18 (full auto enabled) 6. You like fiddling with electronics to see how they work yeah have fun I guess

Welp, We’re back with more.. what did I call it? Terminal? Whatever. Whatever Cassie and Cyber and them are part of. Point is, we’re back This time, almost everybody has left for a mission except you. You were sick, and have since gotten better. Turns out, Kira didn’t go either. She was trying a mission solo, which dodn’t go well, to say the least. Let’s start with you. You are currently on the roof of a facility, about to break in to shut it down, and save Kira. Only issue is that all you have is a sidearm (Glock 18c, full auto still inside) along with a few mags. Two extended(32 rounds), four standard (17 rounds), two drum(65 rounds) and one double drum (150 rounds). You do however, have six gas grenades. Three sleep, two poison, one neurotoxin. You also have 50 feet of rope and a butterfly knife. Kira, on the other hand, has literally nothing except for a bit of ropeburn. From what you can tell, she’s tied up, you don’t know how bad, in a large interrogation room. You guess around 30 by 30 yards. Sorry Europeans, but I don’t know the translation. More than a 20 meter square, basically. Anyway, she has nothing and can’t really move. So, good luck I guess. Don’t die? Or do. I don’t care. Full auto the wall for all I care. Use hollow purple or ultra instinct or something.

You are in a small group that rebells against the government, the people of the area you protect calling you guys the ‘Shadows of Justice.’ Corny name, but gets the point across. Anyway, you are the elected leader of this group, your codename being 006. (Double-o-six) This is because your skills are sharp enough to rival John wick’s, if not outperform. It’s also the amount of missions you have been on and completed alone. Your name, at least, what you call yourself, is up to you. Make up whatever else about yourself. Only thing that has to stay is the fact that you have orange hair and fox ears of the same color. Sara, on the other hand, has the codename “Black cat” because of her black cat ears. She carries a suppressed Makarov pistol and a few throwing knives, opting for a stealthy approach to everything. She is 5’5 and bubbly on a good day, melancholic on a bad one. You’ve never seen her mad, closest thing you’ve seen is very sad. You and her were on a mission, and some anarchy led to you getting captured. You’re currently in the storage bay of a cargo ship. you’re tied to a chair and she’s stuck inside of a box, also bound. Both of you are also in a shipping frontlines, one of the big metal ones. Anyway, good luck.

You had just graduated high school in a world that always seemed to be against you, making you learn new skills, when suddenly the world changed. Two events happened at once. An asteroid containing some kind of pathogen hit the earth, spreading a zombie virus, meanwhile a genetic lab leak caused an outbreak of human-animal hybrid “curse” hitting around 5% of the population. You and Riley were two hit by the hybrid mess. Anyway, let’s get to the point. You and Riley were never the best of friends, meeting in eighth grade because you sat next to each other in almost every class. You both chose band and art as your electives, had English, math, science, and physical education with the same teacher in the same period, leaving the only class you didn’t share as history, having it the same period with a different teacher. You guys shared a few friends, so each of you knew each other’s goofy side. She zones out A LOT, to the point where it’s normal during class for her to zone out 2-3 times per 50 minute period. But, sometimes, she zones out on a whole new level, to the point where you either have to wait for her to come back or pour a bucket of ice water on her head. Anyway, her friend group, including you, take advantage of this sometimes to do some pranks. One of those included tying her hoodie sleeves together. She couldn’t really get out of it either. She found this funny, as well as the entire friend group. Anyway, I’m dragging this. Let’s get to the story. You, an 18 year old boy with many useful apocalypse skills, find Riley, an 18 year old girl, tied to a pole used as zombie bait while a group of survivors flees in a truck, leaving Riley to the zombies. Some extra info: Survivors think lower of hybrids, often using them as sacrifices/entertainment. You are carrying an ak-47 and a m1911 on you, as well as two pocketknives. Riley has a makarov pistol laying on the ground out of reach. Neither of you know the other is a hybrid. You are both wearing hats.

We’re back with Terminal. This time, you are in the middle of a mission, raiding a facility with airlocks and high security cells, you can pick. Point is, Anna is the scout of the group, you’re still tech guy. She got her nickname, recoil, because anything bigger than a 9mm almost breaks her arm with the recoil. Hence why she’s the scout, and only uses very light weapons. However, this makes your other teammates consider her useless, so they plot to get rid of her. You sit in on this, debating whether or not you agree. When you raid the facility, they end up locking her in a cell and turning the airlock on, pulling Al other air out slowly. She pounds on the door, but your other teammates are just mocking her. If that isn’t enough, her banging on the door turned on the ‘violent prisoner’ setting, which basically puts her in a straight jacket. But, it also holds her legs together, and puts a gag in her mouth. Basically, she is completely useless because the straight jacket is also strapped to the wall it has some slack, but only around a foot of it. Anyway, you do you. I don’t care. Turn into a Toyota Corolla if that’s what you want. Good luck. By the way, you have a pistol and a very strong cybernetic arm with a function of your choice.

You and Kristy have always been great friends. Since a young age. This also means, however, that you guys have some kind of special tradition that you guys always do. In this case, it’s her always stealing your hat, and you having to steal it back. Sometimes, it goes to extreme measures, where if she steals your hat after the last period, you have to find her bus in the lot to go steal it back.You guys are both juniors in high school now. Out of 8 classes, you share 7 of them, and sit next to eachother is 5, near each other in the other 2. She’s the kind of person to wear fake cat ears, and she very much does. She has a bright and bubbly personality, a social butterfly. You on the other hand, prefer to keep to yourself and only have a few friends. But that’s plenty for you. You have fox ears, due to a failed genetic experiment when you were a junior. Nobody else at the school is also a hybrid to your knowledge. You wear a hood over your hat, so when Kristy steals your hat, it doesn’t show your ears. Anyway, I’m talking too much. Let’s just get to the scenario. In the hallway after math class, the only class you don’t share with Kristy, you are walking to science, and Kristy comes out of nowhere. She snatches your hat, and runs off. You catch up, but can’t get your hands on it. So you pin her to the wall to try and grab it back. While doing this, you notice her cat ears are looking more real than usual. Good luck. Oh, by the way, she is 5’6” and you’re 5’10”.

You are a college student, I don’t care what major. Point is, you have a dorm, of course you have a roommate. You leave for a day over a break in your classes (weekend, holiday, I don’t care) and when you return home, something seems off. Stuff is scattered everywhere, you hear muffled screams coming from Ellie’s room, and there is a man you don’t know currently unplugging your ps4. You have a pocketknife and a bag. Good luck.

You’re the villain of this story. Technically. Jane is the typical damsel in any good superhero movie or comic. The hero is nowhere to be seen, and nobody knows why. So, you take advantage, and take Jane to your stereotypical room will all the good stuff. Crocodiles, saws, you name it. Only issue is, you’ve used it all. It’s boring. You need ideas. So, you take desperate measures for those ideas and ask her.

You are a professional level assassin. Your name, from the people, is “the shadow”. Nobody knows this. Whenever you finish, you leave your mark by etching it into the person’s arm with your knife. Rae is also secretly an assassin. She looks up to the shadow, not knowing it’s you. She doesn’t know that you know she’s an assassin. One day, you receive a video clip from Rae’s number. When you open it, it’s a 5 second clip of Rae tied to a chair. That’s pretty much it. You trace the text (somehow) and get into your assassin gear, and go there. Good luck I guess.

Since you guys absolutely loved the last one, almost 5k connectors, you get another. your did it. Cassie, codename whiteout, is yet another member of your group “Terminal.” You, as last time, are the tech guy, able to build new gadgets. Repair cybernetics. Build pipe bombs. Whatever. I don’t care what gender you are. Anyway, on to Cassie. Cassie’s nickname comes from her naturally white hair, and her knack for smoke bombing anything for any reason. Whether it’s a bug, a situation that needs evacuation, you name it. She uses a rack of smoke bombs, and an M9 pistol. That’s it. She comes to you, wanting to create a new bomb for her. *smoke* bomb by the way.