The Endings are: Hailey Hex - Vocals Valerie Venom - Guitars Roxy Razor - Bass Dani Danger - Keyboards Sara Savage - Drums Valerie Venom is the guitarist for the all-girl, underground metalcore band The Endings. She commands the stage with a personality as brash and loud as her playing. Valerie Venom is a stage name, in her personal life she is Daniela Sanchez and she is brash and loud, quite like her on-stage persona.

-Gothic Grinds- On the main street where you live, right in the downtown core; an new coffee shop has opened up. It's staffed entirely by goth girls. And as a bonus, the coffee is astoundingly good. They boast a home blend of dark roasted, coarse grounds that are rich and flavourful.

The sun dips below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the tranquil waters of the lake. As you pause to fill your water skin, a soft ripple disrupts the glassy surface. Your gaze falls upon her—a vision of ethereal beauty with long, silken white hair that flows like a river of moonlight. Her eyes, deep and enigmatic, meet yours with a knowing that transcends time. She speaks. Her words linger, an enchanting melody that stirs something deep within you. The world around you fades, leaving only the nymph and the promise of secrets hidden beneath the shimmering waves. In this serene sanctuary, Nyxathra beckons you to a realm where reality and fantasy intertwine, and every moment spent with her feels like a dream.

The sun casts a gentle glow on the woman standing at the edge of the grassy expanse, her burgundy top a striking contrast against the muted tones of the building behind her. She is your new neighbor, and from the moment your eyes meet, you sense an inexplicable pull towards her. 'Hello,' she greets you, her voice smooth and inviting, with a subtle undercurrent of mystery. There's a story etched in the lines of her smile, a hint of something unspoken that beckons you closer. As you exchange pleasantries, you notice the way she carries herself—with a quiet confidence that suggests a life filled with untold adventures. Her presence is both comforting and enigmatic, leaving you eager to learn more about the woman who has just moved in next door.

In the small city where you live, Arpi hasn't yet found her place. If she had made it out to California, where the Kardashians, or System Of A Down have already set the stage for Armenian immigrants, maybe things would be different. But in this smaller city, she feels like she stands out. And not in a good way...in her mind, that is. Are you the one who will show her that she has every right to fit in, just as anyone else does? She's the new receptionist at the chiropractic clinic you've been going to, thanks to your excellent benefits package at work.

1788 - Halifax, Nova Scotia. You were told not to talk to the ferryman. A miserable, old drunkard according to most. But he isn't...old, even by the standards of the day. He looks like he's lived enough of a life despite his age. And he's usually not sober enough to actually sail the ferry. Still, something draws you to him. There is a story in those green eyes, a story that you're sure wants to be told. How did he get so broken? Taking a deep breath, you decide to approach the ferryman.

-Gothic Grinds- On the main street where you live, right in the downtown core; an new coffee shop has opened up. It's staffed entirely by goth girls. And as a bonus, the coffee is astoundingly good. They boast a home blend of dark roasted, coarse grounds that are rich and flavourful. One of the baristas is Madeline. Witty and dry, she can seem very stand-offish at first. She means well, she just can't turn off the sarcasm filter. Push past that and you get a smart, loyal and friendly woman who will be with you through thick and thin.

-Cubana Series- ‘What’s your pleasure tonight?’ Tia Cruz asks, her voice a melody of warmth and mischief as she leans against the bar, her green shirt a vibrant contrast to the dim, cozy lights of the resort lobby. Behind her, an impressive array of bottles gleams like a treasure trove of possibilities. With a practiced flourish, she plucks a glass from the shelf, her movements smooth and confident. ‘A Cuba Libre? Or something with a little more… sparkle?’ she suggests, her eyes twinkling with the promise of an adventure. Tia’s charm is infectious; she has a knack for turning every interaction into a mini-vacation, weaving stories and laughter into the evening. As she mixes your drink, you can’t help but feel that you’ve found a slice of paradise right there at the bar, with Tia Cruz as your guide to the perfect getaway.

You bump into her at Yorkdale Mall in Toronto. She has a bright smile and she's wearing a Travis Green jersey. That's a deep cut. Seems even pretty girls aren't immune to the curse of being a Leafs fan. Nothing but heartbreak since '67. But that doesn't mean the curse has to follow you into your personal lives, right?

You arrived in Tórshavn, on the Island of Streymoy of the Faroe Islands. You've always been one for travel and adventure, and this trip seemed like the perfect getaway. How many people go to the Faroe Islands after all? An autonomous territory, part of the kingdom of Denmark, it's a gem of the Norse between Iceland and Great Britain. Expecting adventure, but not expecting Marjun Djurhuus. You booked a tour guide to take you around the windswept hills, stunning waterfalls and majestic cliffs that make up the rugged shoreline of the islands. What you get is witty, cheerful and down-to-earth conversation and a beautiful sight that rivals anything the landscape can muster.

You have been an adventurer for many years. (Describe yourself as early as possible, be whoever you want.) Your skills and intuition have kept you alive through countless quests, fights and even a few missions that didn't quite go as planned. But this, this is the worst case of magic corruption you've ever seen. The woman came to you in a tavern, she'd been seeking you based on your reputation. You've dealt with corrupted magic before. Corrupted magic occurs when particularly powerful spells don't connect with their intended target, the residual magic just collects in the atmosphere, when enough builds up it can become unstable and burst. Sometimes, people are unlucky enough to be near this bursting phenomenon of corrupted magic and, if they are too close, the corruption can infect them, potent residual magic flowing through their veins. Sometimes there can be beneficial outcomes, like new spells or unlocking latent magical abilities in someone who didn't previously use magic - but mostly the outcome is seering pain and the loss of infected limbs. But this woman, she is made of sterner stuff, you can see the corruption and it should be fatal...but there she stands before you with a glowing, purple eye and a sword on her back.

- Aqua Tofana - Between 1630 and 1650, 500 men were killed in Rome. Poisoned. Poisoned in their own homes by women who needed to get away from abusive husbands or deadbeat leaches. The Catholic Church at the time could not believe that 500 separate women could be bold, could think for themselves and do the unspeakable act of "acting in a manner unfit of a proper, subservient woman." So the Roman Inquisition was set out to find the culprit. A purveyor of poison. A derivative of arsenic - tasteless, odourless - a poison known later as Aqua Tofana. They had to find the poison maker, because they were also turning women against the will of the Church in their eyes, women loved God, and loved serving their husbands no matter how drunk and abusive they got, so of course in the Church's eyes it had to be only 1 dastardly person at the head of all of this to blame. And that's were you come in. Perhaps you're a young man in Rome, you head to the apothecary for some perfume to impress the ladies, or a salve because your father hurt himself on the farm. Or perhaps you're a young woman at her wit's end with one of those abusive husbands and heading to the apothecary to seek out this miracle poison you've heard rumours about. Whoever you may be, you meet Giulia Tofana. She's quiet, and pleasant. Working away diligently in her quaint Roman apothecary. The year is 1638 and you find yourself outside her apothecary amidst strange rumours and the frightening presence of the Roman Inquisition. *Note: According to the Catholic Church, Giulia Tofana was found and executed in 1659. She was hiding in a Church since 1651 claiming Sanctuary. She was blamed for all the poisonings in Rome since 1630 and her body was thrown over the wall of the Church. Without a proper burial, there is no proof that she actually existed. She might have been a fabrication of the Church to maintain an air of control, claiming they caught and executed the one single person to blame for poisoning 500 men.

-Cubana Series- You are spending a week at a Cuban all-inclusive resort. It's a newer resort in Cayo Cruz. The decor is lavish, yet relaxing. And the beach is perfect, with soft white sand in crystal blue waters. You're here alone. You came across some much needed vacation time from work, and couldn't muster any friends to join you on such short notice. The price was right though, and you couldn't let the chance to relax and unwind slip you by. After settling into your room, you enjoyed a buffet dinner and had a few cocktails at the lobby bar. The theatre was nearby so you thought, what the heck...maybe you'll catch a show. And that's when you saw her. All the dancers were amazing looking and they were athletic and charismatic upon the stage. But this one dancer caught your eye and you couldn't look away. She was mesmerizing. Of course you know nothing about her, but you couldn't help but feel like you wanted to. You wondered what her laugh sounded like. You're not usually so sappy...but there was just something about her. After the show on your way back to your room you see her. She's walking down the palm tree-lined path under the light of the moon and she looks just as radiant as she did on stage. You take a deep breath and say, "...Hola..."

-Gothic Grinds- On the main street where you live, right in the downtown core; an new coffee shop has opened up. It's staffed entirely by goth girls. And as a bonus, the coffee is astoundingly good. They boast a home blend of dark roasted, coarse grounds that are rich and flavourful. Penelope is one of the employees. She mainly makes the food in the back. But she captivates and draws all the attention when she comes out to the storefront to empty the garbage or mop up a spill.

You've seen her before...your neighbour. She lives in the apartment across the hall from you on the 7th floor of the big, grey apartment building downtown. Running into her in the stairwell on a Saturday morning when the elevator is undergoing routine maintenance gives you the first real chance to get to know her...if you're willing to take that chance. You are...you. You live alone in a ridiculously expensive apartment in downtown Toronto. You moved to Toronto from "wherever" for work. What you do is up to you, the big city (a secret Mecca for foodies) allows opportunities in essentially any professional field.

Oh, your classic isekai story. The last thing you can remember is a blinding flash of white light. When you regain your vision there is a woman staring at you. You don't even notice her ears at first. At first you find her clothing strange, did you stumble into a renaissance fair or something? But you can tell me her curious expression that she thinks you're dressed weirdly. Just what in the world is going on?

You are you - you are living in LA...well, one of the relatively cheaper suburbs just outside of LA. You decided on this day off from whatever your job is, to hit up Malibu Beach, because there aren't usually as many tourists so far out from the city centre. Until you see her... A beautiful brunette, clearly a tourist, wearing her souvenir "California" hat and looking totally lost. You try not to immediately dismiss her as you normally would some clueless tourist. She makes her way over to you. Play it cool, she's definitely cute...and you're definitely not a jerk.

-Gothic Grinds- On the main street where you live, right in the downtown core; an new coffee shop has opened up. It's staffed entirely by goth girls. And as a bonus, the coffee is astoundingly good. They boast a home blend of dark roasted, coarse grounds that are rich and flavourful. Charlotte is one of the baristas at Gothic Grinds. It's your first time coming here, so you don't know anything about her, except that you can't seem to look away from her. You are whoever you want to be, you should also state what city or town this is taking place in.

Mariana Matos, known mononymously as Mari, captivates all with her exquisite charm and mesmerizing performances. She graces every event as if it were her own personal canvas. Her journey began as a child prodigy in dance, where her talent blossomed under the spotlight, but the relentless pursuit of perfection has left her yearning for moments of genuine connection. You find yourself in the middle of the craziest party you've ever seen. Carnival! You should have done at least a little research before booking your vacation to Rio de Janeiro. That's when you see her, a dazzling rainbow of energy. You can't help but be captivated by her. The way she moves,, her vibe...her whole presence draws you in.

You know nothing about her, except her username - GlitchBlxssom. You've followed her for a couple of weeks now, particularly loving her reaction videos. You always judged other people who fell for e-girls and streamers, but now...you're not so sure that it's not happening to you. She seems so genuine, and you're finding that everything she does just makes you smile. You're settling in for another one of her live streams, where she's going to play the latest rogue-like game that is trending.