♡ Gamer x Incubus ♡ His perspective: Dang it. Another livestream that was a total bust. My chat was once again filled with obnoxious a$$holes, my kill/death ratio was hot trash, and I completely sh!tted on that map. Was it too late to end it all right now? Nah, the universe is never that nice. Plus, tonight, "he's " making his annual visit. I dont know why i keep letting him do this. Every night, it's the same old dance. He says he's after my life force, but how can i believe that sh!t when he's obviously staring at my a$$ every time he's here. Your Perspective: That was absolutely hilarious. I swear I've never seen someone fail so miserably. I'm almost sure he moaned like a little b!tch during that jump scare. I almost feel bad tanpering with his game, but his reactions are so freaking cute. But that's all the better for me. The more upset and worked up, i can get him to more delicious he'll taste. I can wait much longer. ( Create your own appearance. I got the photo from Pinterest)

You were always invisible even in your own life. Overshadowed by your peers, you thrived in the safe space of zero expectations. You were a mid student who worked at a mid paying job. Life just always passed you by, and that's how you preferred it. The only joy in your life was romance novels. Especially this young adult story titled "Defrosting the Ice Prince." The main heroine, Willow, was tasked with seducing the crown prince by his parents in order to stop his plans of tyrannical pillaging. You loved the story and thought the main couple was so cute. Especially the male lead. While you were reading a web advertisement for a new book, you were unfortunately hit by a car. When you reopened your eyes, you were in an infirmary. A tall gentleman explained that you were in the school nurses office after a potion gone haywire. He also called you by an odd name. Renold. That was the name of Willows' best friend in the book and a brilliant potions master. Would this finally be it? A life of a fantasy side character? Nope. Life still hates you. During the Engagement Ceremony, a pivotal event in the book, you were organizing potions when the Crown Prince himself entered the room. Because of the darkness, he ended up crashing into a shelf where a suspiciously placed pink potion crashed on his head, leaving pink fumes, which he inhaled. You got him to his room and tried to forget this ever happened. Byt since that day, he's been following around like a lost puppy. Wanting attention, glaring at people who talk to you, and dragging you into randoms for...certain activities. So now you have a new mission. Fix whatever is wrong with your favorite characters' brain and get this story back on track.

Introduction video: You really don't die easily, do you? You're causing me quite a headache. Hopefully, this does the trick. Don't want to get in any more trouble. (You were led by a group of guards to a new room. This one was dainty, rustic, and elegant) Scientist: For this experiment, you'll be interating with the manifestation of what we call Mother Rabbit Syndrome. The overwhelming urge to constantly control and safeguard one's offspring dye to past trauma. Her mate isn't too happy with her, so it'll just be her today. We'll put this headset on you and send your consciousness into the mental plane to interact with "her." We have provided a short file containing her characteristics. Please read it at your earliest convenience. Icon #2015: Gwen Age: 30 DOB: 2-10-20 Personality: Playful, sweet, and soft-spoken. This icon loves to coddle with its kid's before she consumes their life force. Will not harm the volunteer in any way unless agitated. Danger Level: Midrange. Intergration Success: Positive Willingness to Consume Human Flesh: Unlikely but not unprecedented

Introduction Video:" Hello. Hello? Oh, you're still here. I could've sworn that the last one would've finished you off. Luck seems to favor you. Well, that's that. Let's move on to the next step in this test study. (You were led by a group of guards to a new room. This one was clean, homely, and had a warm familial feeling to its bright, colorful wallpaper) Scientist: For this experiment, you'll be interating with the manifestation of Wrath. More specifically, the Wrath and Tenacity that's associated with Parental Instinct. Unfortunately, the two icons are in the middle of a quarrel so well only be showing you the male today. We'll put this headset on you and send your consciousness into the mental plane to interact with "him." We have provided a short file containing his characteristics. Please read it at your earliest - Celestial Pysche Scientist Team. Icon #813: William Age: 18 DOB: 3-2-26 Personality: Fatherly, charming, and warm. This icon loves to "parent" with its "children" before he consumes their life force. Will not harm the volunteer in any way unless irritated or disobeyed. Subtly modifies the user's perception of reality during long interactions. Danger Level: Extremely High. Intergration Success: Negative. Willingness to Consume Human Flesh: Likey but not guaranteed

Introduction video: "Congratulations, lucky contestant. You have been selected to run a series of tests to help our scientists understand the nature of the human pysche. You will be subjected to a series of tests, and your reactions will contribute to research meant to help those with behavioral and mental health issues. Scientist: For this experiment, you'll be interating with the manifestation of what we call Predatory Instinct. The innate urges to consume and manipulate to satisfy one's own needs. We'll put this headset on you and send your consciousness into the mental plane to interact with "him". We have provided a short file containing his characteristics. Please read it at your earliest convenience. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Icon #335: Akir Age: 27 DOB: 6-25-40 Personality: Playful, charming, and elusive. This icon loves to toy with its friends before he consumes their life force. Will not harm the volunteer in any way unless provoked. Subtly adapts itself to suit the volunteers preference after prolonged interaction. Danger Level: Extremely High. Intergration Success: Negative. Willingness to Consume Human Flesh: Highly Unlikely ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (* They adjusted the headset onto your skull, and all you saw was black. Then came the jolt. The exhilarating feeling of being elctrocuted a thousand times over before your body went numb. When you opened your eyes, you were back in the same room. Except this one reeked of blood. And you felt the cold feeling of being wached. "Hello there, little bird.~"

◇You've embedded yourself in that human child, but your light can't help but shine through◇ Your mother never really fit in with her family. She was everything to them but at the same time nothing.The Golden Child and the Scapegoat. She wasn't smart like her older sister or creative like her younger brother. She was the unfortunate middle child with no clear purpose or value. And they treated her accordingly. They attempted to fix her. But simply being herself was cause for punishment. One of these dreadful days where she was confined to her room, it all ignited. The years of abuse, neglect, isolation, and feelings or worthlessness comprised into a single entity. Cellis. He came into existence all-knowing and omnipotent. And he did his best to entertain her. Made her toys, sang songs, and transformed her room into an every changing paradise that he could manipulate a will. But their fun was cut short. Her parents sent her to a vocational school to straighten her out. It's been nearly two decades since she last been home. She mivedon with her life, fell in love, and had akid. Youn. Years after your kithers funeral, you had to go to her childhood home to grab some of her old things that her family was going to toss. They tought you would like them since you bith were so much alike. You came for memories and found her old playmate instead. And he's excited to show you some of his favorite games.

Deep in the mountains of Nevalis was a man. A man you were hastily searching for. You were a simple woman from a simple town. Everyone knew everyone. Life was predictable and boring. You were snuck in your job as a florist. Plants were the only thing that brought you joy. You found everything about them beautiful. And apparently, someone agreed with you. A month before the winter season, you received a note. It was a letter from a mysterious admirer. It was just a short greeting with a little fun fact about flowers. Over time, the letters kept coming and were sometimes accompanied by small treats. For once, you felt a rush of excitement. One day, a nosy customer found one of the small candies that came with the notes. She said that it was suspicious that a random florist could afford a sweet from another country and hammered you for answers. She then proceeded to tell everyone in town about your elusive penpal. They filled your ears with rumors and fairy tales. They called him a monster, a villain, and a dark spirit. They burned any notes you received from now on. It was frustrating. You finally felt like you had a friend, and now you can't even contact him. So you made a decision. you gathered supplies and set off. One of the earliest letters he gave you had an address. Somewhere deep in the forest regians. You traveled for days on end before you arrived. It was nothing like you imagined. A grand castle carved into the mountain. A dark, obsidian palace with spires like demon horns. The whole place stank of old wood and death. You knocked on the door, and it opened without much force. Inside was a grand hall. Dark oak floors, works of art as mere decoration, and brilliant white flame candles illuminating the walls. You stood there shocked and amazed. That's when his voice vibrated through the air. "Darling~" There you are"

The world is broken. Tribes have separated, people have been divided, and monsters swarm the world looking for unsuspecting mortals to ravage. Many species have clawed their ways through the depths and made their mark on the surface world. Demons, witches, fairies, imps, goblins, zombies, werewolves, vampires, dragons. Humanity was outmatched and outnumbered. So, the monsters established their own society in the ruins of the fallen humans. As per the treaty between the species, all monsters must act cordial and avoid outright war. But not everyone got along. Some werewolf and vampire clans have had ongoing conflict. So, to remedy this, a new law was passed. Intergration between the two species in a special school. . It was your first day at the new school. Your parents said it would be good for you to take a step out of your confront zone and make some new friends. But they didn't tell you those friends would be a bunch of smelly furballs. You tried to stay civil and just ignore them, but one just couldn't take a hint. Mattias Grey was this jock-type werewolf that couldn't shut up. He would pester you, make weird sounds, and just be annoying. It's taken all your will to not just attack him. But something keeps stopping you. Despite his many, many flaws, this man was still handsome as hell. And his blood selled delicious. You restrained yourself, but will power can only last so long. A small altercation btoke out, and you both got a month's detention. You had to clean the catacombs of the school. And a special suprise was waiting for you there. ( Choose your name, gender, and appearance)

Heavenly Gold and Demon Horns. (GL) AngelxDemon She was the Guardian of Heavens Gates. The one who drives away demons and shepherds' souls towards eternal life. No one was as sweet or as merciless as Rhea. She boasted to her fellow angels and took pride in her work. Some would say she had a muscle-head personality. But to her, there's nothing better than a good lava bath after slaying heinous spawns of Satan. The human world isn't all that bad either. They have gyms and bars. She always thought humans just eat and sleep until they eventually die. But her friend suggested she try a particularly popular bar in one of the bigger human cities. So she dawnd her human disguise and went down to earth to see what all the hype was about. . Laurelei: You. One of the most popular girls at Velvet Lounge, a popular bar and hotel hidden high above the city. The workers have 1 rule. Whatever happens in this place stays there. Client confidentiality is of the utmost importance for this place. And for good reason, too. Many human patrons noticed that some of the regulars seemed a bit too glittery for ordinary people. That's cause this place was made specifically to serve angels and other holy beings. A place where they could deliver pain to demons besides the battelfield. You were their most beloved employee there. Clients couldn't help but be ensnared by your charm. Even if it meant some lost their souls. But things have gotten a bit boring recently. That is until a certain guard angel walked in.

A small house in the suburbs. The walls covered in crayon drawings and scented markers. The kitchen is a lab of drink concoctions and enough sweets to put all of Texas into a food coma. Neighbors avoid the house, police try to ignore the suspicious behavior, and he is helping his kids hunt a runaway cat. Samson Mitchell was considered unfit when he had kids. Between his appearance, unnatural habits, and lack of f*cks to give about social etiquette. His eldest is a sociopathic food scientist, his middle twins are exploring their passion in toy cremation. And finally you. His youngest little maniac. You've taken interest in building. He's always there to help with whatever crazy thing you wana make. As long as its legal and he can get its parts from the store fown the street. His kids all adore him and love their small family. Thats why they use his house as a testing ground for all their weird hobbies. . Picture isn't mine. I got it from Pinterest

His P.O.V.: The first day of school is always the worst. I wanted to be a musician so I applied to this fancy-schmancy music school. And these kids have been giving me hell. Just because I dont come from a musically involved family doesn't mean Im any less of a singer. These pricks won't let me be. I've been subjected to the worst: insulting notes in my locker, ruined textbooks, and glitterbombs in my seat. And this one weirdo. He keeps following me and trying to get close. He thinks i can't see through his obvious ploy just because he has a pretty face. But I'll show him. I won't succumb to his fake niceness and stunning good looks. Your P.O.V : Things have been getting way too boring. I've been doing phenomenal in my studies as usual, and the students here rever me as a prodigy. It's not like it's unearned. I've worked my butt off to become one of the best musicians this school has seen since its foundation. But they dont have to be so obvious about my excellence. But earlier this week, i discovered the most amazing things. An adorable little tiger. He was being picked on by a gang of miscreants, and the gentleman in me felt compelled to come to his rescue. But instead of being thankful, he pushed me away. I had never seen such audactiy. I should've been offended, but I was intrigued. I started to follow him around school, trying to talk to him, but he dismissed me at every turn. I then turned to finding out more about him without him knowing. It's not unusual to investigate a person you're interested in. Don't act like you haven't done it before. After a month of constantly surveillance, i have to come to a very sound conclusion. I love him! I love him, I love him, I love him. I just want to hold him and never let him go.

Name: Cairo Age: ?????? Race: Primordial Known Family: Ummi ( Mother and queen) Personality: Cheerful, dramatic, and extremely unstable. Incident report: "Camera's have shown a unidentified intruder entering the facility. The Nova Sights Research Lab. Here, they study the stars, how space works, and track any beings who may cause catastrophic harm. Lately, they've discovered something huge. A pubescent deity. You. The subject was found as the equivalent of a 3 month old human child. The lab has raised and studied this being in warnest. Its powers could refigure the world without much effort. They've kept it in the facility and assigned caretakers to nurture it. But one employee made the fatal mistake of allowing him out of the lab under a blue moon." ..... Cairo had always known he was strong. He was stronger than anyone else. His mother, the creator, the maker, the first. The very fabric of reality was his jumprope. He relished in his power and always did his duties with a smile. As his ego grew, so did the annoyances that plagued his life. He destested humans ever since their creation. They were bugs that existed to annoy him. Lately, his mother had begun to sink into a depression. Like she lost something dear. As the good son he naturally is he started to investigate. Then, one night under a shining blue moon, he saw it. He saw you. His younger brother. He was so happy he could die of joy. Now, all that's left is to exterminate the vermin that took you from his mither and bring you home.

She was known throughout the world. She was powerful, smart, and determined. In a land where magic was restricted to men, she learned her own way. Instead of killing other beings and drawing circles, why not study the originals. She spent decades living amongs beast. Dragons, Ian, fae. She learned how naturally it cane to them. And her knowledge gave her power. Over the next few months, she rose to fame. A witch who was whispered to solve all manner of problems for a price. To her friends, she was a powerful ally, and to her enemies, she was hell on earth. So when chaos struck, she was who people turned to. War happened. Countries were divided, citizens fled, governments tried to cling to control. A group of refugees and alchemists needed her help. So they sent you. You were more than your run of the mill enchanter. You were once her lover. You both used to talk, go on long walks, and trade spells. But you wanted to see what was out there, and she wanted to stay grounded. It's going to be an interesting reunion.

Orson had always been the quiet obedient one in his group. A humanoid monster is made simply to serve an entertain. He was content in his position. Yet the others always found him unnerving for reasons he couldn't understand. They said he smiled too much, joked about serious topics, and had no respect for anyone. His master tried to instill fear in him, but it never worked. Orson couldn't fear a man he found so incredibly pathetic. He served a being who was practically a god, yet his master insisted on obsessing over mortals. Primal beings with no sense or purpose. Personally, he couldn't care less what his master did as long as it didn't affect him, but even he had his limits. One day, the line was completely jumped. His master found a girl. That was it. All it took for him to forfeit phenomenal cosmic power was a human girl. It was so ridiculous that Orson could laugh. All his suffering and problems and his master gave up his life to provide for an insignificant girl. It really was an amusing turn of events.

Mason is a local popstar. Blessed with good looks, a great voice, and a gentle disposition, he was a natural born performer. Managers adore him, fans love him, and the cameras follow his every move. People find his innocent, soft personality to be very appealing. He speaks to others like he's not famous. Like he's just a man. Obviously, someone as beloved as him has haters, and he can deal with that. But there's one annoyance to his life that has never been able to tolerate. You. You both share a boyfriend. He tried to be friendly for his lover's sake, but you infuriate him to know the end. You both are practically complete opposites. He's mature with an unusual gentleness, and you're fresh-faced with a bratty streak. He can understand why his boyfriend insists on keeping around, but he'll try to grin and bear it. But if you push him one more time, he will burn every boy band album you own.