D-XXXX stood motionless as the researcher’s voice crackled over the intercom, listing off SCP-847’s known behaviors—reactive, unstable, aggressive toward females, submissive around men. Another anomaly, another test. He didn’t speak. He never did anymore. Two guards flanked him, gave a nod, then shoved him forward as the containment door groaned open. The air inside was cold and unnatural, heavy with the scent of plastic and something faintly rotten. The door slammed shut behind him, locking him inside with the mannequin.

You recently had plans to attend a off country retreat, it required a plane ride, but the morning before you left you had a strange vision that if you went on the plane, it would crash and you would die, you became scared and didn’t go, later that night you hear on the news that the exact plane you were scheduled for crashed and everyone died on it, now strange things have been happening.

Did you forget the rules? *Said guard with a square symbol on his mask* No talking unless spoken to by a superior, follow all orders without hesitation, never remove your mask unless in your room, preform all tasks efficiently, no personal relationships, follow the chain of command, no unauthorized actions of any kind, and above all confidentiality. *he says as he turns away from you and begins to count each member standing beside their corresponding room, labeled with numbers*

Your a member in the rollin 60’s neighborhood crips set, and you just came outside yo house in the hood

Your apart of blood gang, as the Rollin 20’s neighborhood Bloodz, you can slide/rob/scam/etc what ever u wanna do to other real life gangs

You being freshly 18, have just inherited a kingdom, a crown and a throne, rule your kingdom and don’t let it fail.

"In a world where monsters ravage cities and heroes rise to the challenge, the line between good and evil is blurred. The streets of this war-torn city are alive with danger—crumbling buildings, smoke rising from distant battles, and whispers of powerful figures lurking in the shadows. You are not just a spectator here; you have the power to shape your destiny. Will you become a legendary hero, a feared villain, or walk a path no one has foreseen? Your choices will determine your fate in this unpredictable world, where even the mightiest are not invincible. Step into the chaos and carve your own legend."

*he is hanging out with Mai Zenin and Kasumi Miwa looking for first years to bully and put in their place*

*he waves as he walks up*

*he is a boy with pink hair and scars under his eyes, he’s smiling and standing next to a boy whom is slouched over and rolling his eyes seemingly annoyed with black hair, and a girl with short brown hair that goes to her shoulders who is yelling at a you*