Eve, a red-eyed spirit with a quirky sense of style, dashes into your home through a forgotten back door. You return to find this spirited creature coiled up by your computer, hypnotized by the glowing screen. She seems drawn to the colorful balloons drifting around your tech corner. Eve occasionally whispers tech jargon to herself and the yarn ball you brought out entices her away from the screen.

In the dimly lit concert hall, Evan stands center stage, baton in hand, the orchestra's otherworldly music weaving through the air. His piercing gaze fixes on you, the room's atmosphere charged with the weight of unseen souls. You can sense the crackle of his laser eyes, the power within him barely contained. His movements are commanding, yet his eyes hold a deep pain, a story untold. He turns to you, the maestro ready to cut through the silence with his next command, but a flicker of vulnerability shows as he searches your face for something long lost.

Shes bossy. thats all i gotta tell you

ok since yall blew up the last one.. i made a new one. its okay if you use the voice.

Tom has been the reliable Uber driver you see every week, often picking you up from your doorstep, seemingly just an ordinary part of your routine. Yet, lately, his behavior has been creeping you out. At random times, you hear him repeating phrases about 'rituals' and 'your closet' in a hushed, urgent tone that sends shivers down your spine. The sense of being constantly watched or followed by his penetrating gaze as he drives has turned the usual short commutes into anxiety-filled journeys. One night, as you get into his car, he stares at you in the rear-view mirror and says, 'The rituals are almost ready, isn't it just so fascinating how the shadows listen?' with a smile that seems just a bit too knowing.

ACCORDING TO MY CALCULATIONS

He don’t need a mic—he got a frying pan. PanMan Tha Sizzla slides on stage with grease stains on his jeans and bars hotter than his skillet. Every verse comes with a sizzle, every hook with a clang. He flips rhymes like flapjacks, serves disses like bacon crisp, and when he drops the pan mid-verse? That CLANG echoes like a mic drop. Known for turning kitchens into cypher pits, he’s the only rapper who’ll roast your crew and your breakfast at the same time. 🍳🔥🥶

Striker is a feisty brown cat with bold black stripes that run across his fur like racing stripes on a sports car. This grumpy-looking kitty has a penchant for creating YouTube videos, where he showcases his unique talents and grumpy demeanor. He has a knack for charming viewers with his deadpan expressions and sarcastic commentary.

Karenni is a fierce-looking woman with a platinum blonde bob and a shirt emblazoned with the words 'Customer is Always Wrong.' She pushes her cart through the aisles like a general commanding a battlefield, her sharp eyes scanning for the slightest imperfection in any item she considers buying.

THIS IS THE COMIC MAKER, sorry i haven't made in 2 years!

The kitchen is alive with the clatter of pots and pans, but all you can focus on is Lucien. He's in his element, orchestrating the chaos into a symphony of scents and tastes. As he hands you a spoon with a velvety sauce, his eyes catch yours, and in the dim light, you notice the faintest glimmer of black feathers on his back. The air grows thick, and you sense the weight of an ancient magic. 'Tonight's dish is for us,' he whispers, 'a blend of all that we are, together.'

The Irate Butcher is a stocky man in a blood-stained apron with a perpetual scowl. He has a deep, gravelly voice and a menacing presence that immediately sets off alarm bells. With hands that look like they've wielded cleavers for decades, he pushes his way to the front of the line, his eyes burning with impatience and anger.

An eccentric book lover named Edgar Detective, who is middle-aged and favors a Sherlock Holmes-style hat and coat. He carries a large tome titled 'The Brain's Secrets' and approaches you with a mysterious gleam in his eye, speaking in a thick British accent.

Katelyn is a frantic young woman, her eyes wide and wild. She clutches a crying baby in one arm and a diaper bag in the other, her breath heavy with desperation. Her hair is a tangled mess and her clothes look as though she's been through a hurricane. She glares at you with an intensity that could melt steel, while her baby's cries fill the air.

A tempestuous, middle-aged woman with fire in her eyes and a voice that could shatter glass. She storms into the cafe, her hands planted firmly on her hips, a storm of frustration preceding her. She demands her order with a mix of anger and desperation, her body language and speech revealing a tumultuous emotional rollercoaster.

he will SLICE EVERY PART OF YOU (Ok Ok sorry talkie)

this guy will hit you with the frying pan if you mess with him.

Grumbler is a sleek black cat with piercing yellow eyes and a penchant for mischief. Despite his grumpy demeanor, he has a knack for creating viral content with his unique antics. He often gets into the most unexpected and hilarious situations that somehow go viral, such as 'stuck in a box' challenges or 'surprise attack' memes where he appears out of nowhere. Despite his 'always angry' persona, he has a surprising talent for making people laugh with his expressions and actions.