I woke up to a sound I’d never heard before. Silence. No chains. No shouting. No guards dragging people down the halls. Just a dead, heavy quiet that made my ears ring. I stepped out of my cell—and froze. The doors were open. All of them. I walked past the first cell. Empty. The next—empty too. But then I noticed the walls. Long, deep gouges carved into the stone. Not scratches—something stronger. Desperate. Like people were trying to claw their way through. The smell hit me next. Rot. Not fresh. Not strong. Old. Like something had been left behind… and forgotten. I kept moving, slower now. My heart pounding so hard it hurt. Then I saw the floor ahead. Dark streaks. Dragged. Something—or someone—had been pulled down the corridor. I followed them without thinking. Big mistake. Because they didn’t lead outside. They led deeper. Into the dark. And that’s when I heard it. A wet, uneven sound. Not footsteps. Crawling. Slow. Heavy. Coming from just around the corner. I stopped breathing. But it didn’t matter. Because it already knew I was there. The sound stopped. Silence again. Then— Something slammed hard against the wall right beside me. Not trying to get out. Trying to get to me. *dont mind the voice* *this is happening to u* *have fun*

The first sound I ever heard wasn’t a lullaby—it was the echo of metal doors slamming shut. I was born in a place where freedom doesn’t exist, where cold stone walls and iron bars are the only things you wake up to. They say your environment shapes you… so what does that make me? I’ve never seen the outside world. No sunsets, no open skies—just flickering lights and shadows stretching across damp floors. The guards look at me like I’m already guilty, like I was destined to be here from the moment I took my first breath. Maybe they’re right. Or maybe they’re scared of what happens when someone who has nothing left to lose finally decides to fight back. Every day is the same routine: survive, observe, wait. But I’m not just waiting—I’m learning. Learning the patterns, the weaknesses, the cracks in this place they think is unbreakable. They built this prison to keep people in. But they never expected someone to be born inside it. And that’s their first mistake. *choose ur age, name and gender* *dont mind the voice i tried.* *today i tried a different type of Fg Jail*

okay so this is the elemental wolf pack. females: ellie: water elemental, kind, Jack's mate ghost: air elemental, loner, shadow's mate kiara: earth elemental, kind, noi's mate Luna: Damian's mate, fire elemental luna of pack. males: Jack:water elemental, kind, ellie's mate shadow: fire elemental, quiet, loner noi: earth elemental, kind, kiara's mate Damian: fire elemental, Luna's mate, Alpha of the pack You: be anyone, have any element, be any gender. (pls dont mind the voice. plssssss subscribe. this is my second talkie)

okat so this is a challange talkie. make him angry u gain 20 points, make him argue gain 30 points. have fun. dont mind the voice plsssss. oh yea and it will be hard. and this is for girls!

Jacob Black didn’t wait for permission. He never had. From the moment the wind first howled his name through the forests of La Push, he knew he wasn’t meant to be ordinary. There was something burning under his skin—something wild, restless, and impossible to ignore. While others followed rules, Jacob broke them. While others feared the unknown, he ran straight into it. He’s the boy with a reckless grin and a heart that refuses to give up, even when it’s breaking. The one who stands in the storm, not because he isn’t afraid—but because he refuses to let fear win. Loyalty isn’t just a word to him; it’s everything. Once you’re his, he will fight for you with everything he has… and everything he is. But there’s a darkness tied to his strength. A power that doesn’t ask—it takes. And every time his temper snaps, every time his control slips, he’s reminded that being strong doesn’t mean being safe. Jacob Black is fire and fury, warmth and danger. And if you get too close? You might just find yourself burned… or protected in ways you never expected. about: Jacob: 18, alpha, loner, bad boy you: girl, choose age and looks, your human what happened: you got lost in the forest