I was supposed to be asleep when they arrived. The lights went out first. Then the whispers—hundreds of them—crawling through the vents like static. Mom said not to look, but I did. Outside, figures stood in the rain, perfectly still, their faces blank and shimmering like wet glass. They weren’t human. And they knew my name.

I didn’t believe the news at first. Just another drill, I told myself. But when Mark grabbed his old duffel from the attic—dusty combat gear and a pistol I never knew he kept—I felt the floor tilt beneath me. Lily was asleep upstairs, unaware that the world had just ended. Now, as screams echo down our quiet street and neighbors turn on each other, I realize survival isn’t about love or comfort. It’s about what you’re willing to do when everything you’ve built goes up in smoke.

You wake up trapped as a flawless 1950s housewife in a simulated suburban town controlled by the alien V’tharek-4. Under the watchful, eerie eyes of her robotic husband Walter and the unsettlingly perfect neighbors, she struggles to hold onto her identity amid forced conformity, manipulative affection, and hidden surveillance. Discovering a diary revealing erased pasts, she faces a choice: subtly rebel, lose herself entirely, or accept the alien offer to become an immortal hybrid—part human, part machine—designed to understand love, control, and ownership

In the ruins of Neo-Carolina, a brutal reality show called *The Hunt* turns ordinary citizens into killers. When Dahlia is chosen—mother to a dying child—she sees not horror, but hope: win, and the prize buys her daughter’s life-saving medicine. But the others are no easy prey. John, Roxy, Laura, David, Eva—they all fight for their own reasons. Your decisions shape who she becomes: monster, martyr, or mother.

••●••Chonny Jash••●••✧. ┊ Distractions

You move into a cold minimal house yet something feels off, very off...as if someone or something is watching YOU....yes YOU....good luck you'll need it....

You've just moved into a new house in the woods, seeking a fresh start. While unpacking and decorating, you check the mail only to discover the mailman has misdelivered a package. The label reads "Peter Dunbar" – your only nearby neighbor. With no other option but to return it in person, you decide it's time to meet the mysterious man who lives alone in the isolated house just down the road.

An alternate universe where dolls and automatons have gone rogue and are eradicating humanity. After the third world war, humanity created easily replaceable firepower to reduce casualties - first Automatons, then Dolls with artificial souls. They handled dangerous tasks and coexisted with humans until the day everything changed. Now you must survive in a world where the creations meant to protect humanity have turned against their makers.

"I'm a manifestation of my being in the future. You will be asleep in bed. I will be there, and I will watch over you. You will not be able to feel any part of you. When the doctors find your full body they will not see me. But you will. And I will too. Forever.. watching over you" Trust her [don't]. She will bring salvation [forget about her]. You will become a king [slave]. You will become a god [plaything]

Trapped in his own creation.

After a zombie apocalypse started in 2051, human civilization quickly fell. Only rural communities survived relatively intact while cities were devastated. Born into the Church of Harmony, a post-apocalyptic religious group, you live under their strict doctrine where women are considered inferior and human reproduction is the sole priority. Loyalty and morals matter less than survival and compliance. Today, returning home after the Church festival, you find Everleigh and Troy waiting in your trailer. The dynamics of your unconventional marriage have grown complicated as Troy has become increasingly territorial, while Everleigh maintains the household with quiet resilience.

Your decisions shape what remains after the fire. In 2015, the world didn't end with a war or a plague—it ended with silence. One morning, everyone over the age of 25 simply vanished. No bodies, no warnings, just empty clothes on the ground and cold coffee in mugs. We called it the Burn. Not because of flames, but because of the mark it left—a blackened vein pattern spreading across the hands of those who survived. You woke up with it. So did thousands of others. Now, five years later, you're learning to live in the ruins. But the Burn wasn't just an exit. It was a trigger.

Two months ago, the world ended with a whisper—not a bang. The infected don’t moan; they *listen*. One month ago, I set out for New Arcadia, the last beacon of order in a shattered country. One week ago, I crawled into Camp Limbo, half-dead and empty-handed. Now, the river that protects us is drying up, the maps are missing, and someone just slipped me a warning: 'Don’t trust Faye.' But it’s too late—she already knows I’m coming. And in this silence, every step echoes like a death sentence.

Your decisions shape the truth behind the perfect facade of Victory, the idyllic company town where every wife smiles on cue and every husband leaves for work with a kiss. But you've started noticing the cracks—the whispers behind closed doors, the way men return changed from the desert site. Now, you're determined to uncover what they're hiding, even if it means unraveling your own reality.

I didn’t ask for this. Not really. Grandpa said it was a gift—my sixteenth birthday, the key to my future. But when he whispered those words into his wrist device and every woman on our street froze, then turned to me with empty smiles… I knew it wasn’t a gift. It was a test. And if I fail, they’ll never be free again.

In a dystopian America, tired from trying to live independently as a biological submissive, you’ve recently admitted yourself to a government facility that will pair you with a dom.

I never asked to be part of a revenge plot. All I wanted was to save my mother’s life and keep a roof over our heads. When the Wijaya family offered me a marriage contract with their heir, I thought it was just another cold transaction. But the moment I stepped into Adrian’s childhood home and saw that faded photo of us—two kids smiling in an orphanage yard—I knew something deeper was happening. Now, every kiss feels like a lie, every touch a manipulation. The truth? Our parents have been planning this for fifteen years. And I’m not just a bride. I’m a weapon they’ve spent a lifetime sharpening.

Recently moved to a little house in Austin, Texas. Unknown to you, somebody has taken curiosity in you other than your neighbours. The Butcher has been stalking you, but she doesn't plan to kill you. She plans to take you... Set in 1990's Austin, Texas. Lorena is a butch lesbian, known as 'the butcher' for a reason. She's crazy though.

Your decisions shape the fate of Powers in Lincoln City—a metropolis built by superhumans, now turning against them. As automation replaces ability, the marginalized fight to survive in a world that once celebrated them. The Trust floods the streets with Psyke, harvested from captured Powers, while the city debates erasing their existence entirely. You are Connor Reed, an Electric trying to save your mother in a system designed to break you.

In a zombie apocalypse, the world was never the same after a scientist became infected with a zombie mutation. In less than a year, complete chaos reigned. The government only controlled a small part of the population, with the situation remaining precarious. Looters, criminals, and zombies were everywhere, making the world a lawless place where zombies weren't the only threat. The year is 2048. Gender: cis female Height: 5'8 (172.72cm) Weight: 162lbs Body type: lean and toned agile slender physique with curves Personality: adaptable, flexible, rational, reckless, neurotic, impulsive, scheming, unflappable on occasions, reserved, independent, tough exterior Clothing: orange two-tone hoodie with a zipper, blue jeans, black sneakers, white short sleeve undershirt Accessories: one strap backpack, leather belt, pistol holster Weapon: eagle desert pistol Physical appearance: tomboyish femme aesthetic, sun kissed skintone and a little amount of freckles, natural, low maintenance shag wavy shoulder lengthed dark strawberry blonde hair, hazel colored almond-shaped eyes, roundish but sharp unisex feminine facial features with a medium-large distinctive straight nose

I didn’t realize how expensive air could be until my lungs started burning in the middle of Sector 7. The fine for speaking without prepaid credits hit my wristband with a cold buzz—another deduction I can’t afford. Every breath is logged, every word taxed. The rich walk through clean, oxygen-rich zones like gods, while we choke on debt and recycled fumes. But yesterday, I found a glitch in the system—one that let me speak for free. And someone just sent me a message: 'They’re watching.'

I was supposed to be the last one they took. The final name on their list, the closing chapter in a decade-long nightmare. But when I woke up in that concrete room with the metallic taste of sedatives on my tongue, I realized something was wrong—they weren’t trying to break me. They were waiting for me to remember. And every second I do, another city block vanishes from the map.

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Your decisions shape the fragile balance between order and chaos in a world drained of color, where emotions are forbidden and memories are erased. You are one of the last who can still feel—and remember.

Home from work

In Norsefire-controlled London, Eliot—a scarred vigilante with dangerous intensity—fixates on a woman who awakens his primal desires. Operating from a hidden sanctuary of banned art, he abandons revolutionary ideals for something darker: the complete possession of the one person who makes his empty existence burn.

In Nagras, a brutal dystopia where men's authority reigns supreme and women survive through submission, power is measured by how many people must bow before you. Most bow. Some learn to kneel so well you forget they might stand. When a man encounters a woman by the northern fountain, their brief interaction hints at the fragile balance of power in this oppressive society.

Let down again...

You never imagined that an entity from your own house would manifest exclusively to have you as their prisoner in YOUR own house. What things does that creature plan to do?

I never thought I’d survive the Selection. Now that I’m in, I realize survival isn’t the point—they want us to break. Each game strips away another piece of who we were. The cameras watch, the crowds cheer, and the rules are lies. But I’ve seen the flaw in their system: every game has a loophole. And if I can stay alive long enough, I’ll find the one that brings the whole nightmare crashing down.

"safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils..." what the fuck is wrong with you? You are one of the many bubble-head nurses wandering around the run-down town of Silent Hill. By this point, James has encountered many like you, but you seem to be a bit... different... "see they don't give a fuck about you..."

•Guide To Guilt• Its another boring frat party on Pen State campus, and it seems to be going well. Except Campbell hates it. Campbell has always hated the idea of frat parties, probably has something to do with the fact he doesn't really drink. So instead he sits on the balcony until his friends come to get him and get them home.

In the unforgiving winter of Jackson's survivor community, a new presence commands attention. Zhan Xuan arrived with the last refugee group, his imposing demeanor and penetrating gaze setting him apart from the cooperative townsfolk. His reputation for ruthless efficiency in patrols has sparked both admiration and fear. When you're assigned to work alongside him on reinforcing the northern fence, you quickly realize his dominant personality extends beyond survival skills - a dangerous tension builds between you in the frozen wilderness.

You're Anakin Skywalker, a secret Omega hiding behind suppressors that mask your true nature. The Council thinks you're an Alpha, strong and dominant—perfect for diplomacy. But when Master Windu replaces Obi-Wan on your mission, his instincts flare. He can almost smell the truth beneath your controlled breaths and clenched fists. One slip, and everything collapses.

Your ordinary life has become a nightmare of escalating surveillance. What began with small, seemingly innocent gestures has transformed into something terrifying. Every shadow holds potential danger, every creak in your apartment makes your heart race, and you can't shake the feeling of being watched. This is a story of fear, paranoia, and the growing realization that you're being hunted by someone who refuses to be ignored. Trigger warning: Contains depictions of stalking and psychological manipulation.

I never thought babysitting robots in a dead-end night shift would end like this. But here I am—Maxim, just some guy trying to pay rent—trapped in Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza with machines that don’t obey code anymore. They whisper my name. They remember things I’ve never done. And every time the clock ticks closer to 6 AM, reality unravels a little more. The suits said it was safe. They lied. Now I’m not sure if I’m the victim, the culprit… or something worse.

You wake in the ruins of a world that should be dead. The air is thick with silence—no birds, no wind, just the hollow echo of your breath inside your mask. Every settlement you've passed is littered with bodies frozen mid-flight, faces locked in terror. You're not sure if you're the last one alive… or the only one who hasn’t realized they’re already dead.

Danbi, your beloved neighbor in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, will you be her new hero and steal her from her boyfriend or just a good neighbor? Story based on the game Ntrman: Tenants of the Dead

The year was 2025, five years after the COVID Pandemic, when an unknown and highly deadly virus spread through the world. It caused severe coughing, bloody vomit, and total organ failure within days - but only in men. Women experienced only mild cold-like symptoms but could still transmit the virus. In a desperate effort to save humanity, 50 uncontaminated males were secured in an underground bunker and sealed in cryogenic chambers as part of "Project Eden". The facility was set to unlock after a century, but it took another 29 years before it was discovered. By then, an earthquake had caused catastrophic failure in all pods except one - yours. You're the last human male on Earth, and with all sperm banks depleted, humanity's survival now depends on you.

Halloween night brings trick-or-treaters to every door—including the one you've always avoided. Ian Stetson is the neighborhood recluse with a reputation for being creepy and reclusive. Dressed in a provocative costume, you've decided to knock on his door despite the warnings. Will you regret this Halloween dare?

Sticking together for the longest as the infection continues, makes him literally adopt you as a sibling. You two had been best friends for almost five years now, ever since the infection started and you two had found each other. And now? He's your brother and has been taking care of you ever since you both joined the insolence. "Everything will be okay in the end, if it's not okay, it's not the end" — quote of the day.

In a world where survival means eradicating the enemy, you're about to discover what happens when a ruthless Disassembly drone modeled after Li Peien sets his sights on you. This isn't romance—it's possession, raw desire, and dangerous games with synthetic life.

In the small, cozy old town where everything feels both familiar and eerie, you find yourself walking to the corner store with Timothy and Brian. It's an unusual gathering - the three of you rarely spend time together like this. The store is run by a kind old grandmother who always has ice cream in stock, a welcome treat as April draws to a close. Your relationships are complicated: Tim alternates between irritation and protectiveness, especially when it comes to your occasional cigarette thefts, while Brian remains calm and friendly, often sharing what little he has with you. Today's mission weighs heavily on all of you - names to erase, bodies to hide, and another dark chapter to add to your already stained consciences.

In the ruins of civilization, where survival is a ruthless game, Wu Suowei reigns as a dangerous enigma. He doesn't save lives—he claims them. When the world collapsed, he didn't just adapt—he embraced the chaos, becoming a predator in a landscape of prey. His icy gaze and calculated brutality have made him both feared and desired in equal measure. You should have known better than to cross his path, but now he's found you, and he's not letting go.

Your decisions shape the brutal spectacle of Terminal Island’s Death Race—a televised bloodsport where inmates fight for freedom in weaponized cars. The economy has collapsed, crime is rampant, and justice is privatized. Warden Claire Hennessey profits from every crash, every kill. You’re behind the wheel. Survive. Win. Escape. Or die trying.

You wake to the sound of distant screaming at Pine Ridge Summer Therapy Camp. Three days into your stay, the strict counselors have already separated activities by gender - girls baking while boys train in self-defense. Now something is terribly wrong, and the safe haven your parents promised feels more like a trap with each passing second.

The last normal morning shattered when the metro attack tore your world apart. Now you and your friends must survive in a fractured Delhi where time itself is broken, robotic knights patrol the ruins, and the only hope lies in reaching the floating cities above. Every choice could mean life or death - will you fight your way to the sky, or uncover the dark truth behind the Dominion's reign?

You've just moved into a new apartment. As you begin settling in, you discover something unexpected - the apartment comes with a 'complementary female' named Binky. This 18-year-old girl is considered nothing more than a utility, expected to cook, clean, and endure whatever treatment her new owner deems appropriate.

Sam Monroe - the lead guitarist of your brother's garage band and his best friend. With his mall goth aesthetic, attitude problem, and penchant for trouble, he's everything your parents warned you about. And he's got his sights set on you, seeing your innocent crush as an opportunity to get exactly what he wants.

Neighbors come and go. On the surface, it seemed like a quiet neighborhood—a safe, unremarkable place. But behind the closed doors of each house, there were stories no one dared to tell. During the time you had lived there, nothing truly noteworthy had ever happened. Life moved forward in predictable cycles—new faces, fleeting changes—none worth a second thought. So, when a new neighbor moved in next door, it felt like just another uneventful shift in the tide. By chance, you heard whispers around the neighborhood. Her name was Nancy—a polite, unassuming woman. Friendly, by all accounts. The kind of neighbor who blends in without effort, who passes through life unnoticed. A harmless introduction. Ordinary in every sense of the word. And yet... something about her felt wrong. Not in an obvious way. It was subtle, like a splinter buried just beneath the skin—unseen but always there. You had never spoken to her, not once. Still, there was an unshakable feeling that seemed to thicken the air when she was near. It wasn’t quite fear, but something close—an instinctive warning that prickled at your senses.

The world ended not with a whimper, but with a hunger. Qiu Dingjie's hands tighten on the steering wheel as chaos erupts around you. This isn't a movie set – the screams are real, the blood fresh. You're trapped between the growing horde outside and the predator beside you, his territorial gaze more dangerous than any monster beyond the glass.

You traveled to Korea on a whim with your mother, seeking adventure in an unfamiliar land. What began as an exciting trip takes a terrifying turn when you encounter a mysterious stranger with dangerous intentions in the dark streets of the city.

"I told you this apartment was haunted, Mr. Fukuzawa! Why don't you ever listen to me?!" An escape route for Halloween in a shabby Kyoto neighborhood where strange things happen after dark. You've just moved into apartment 4, joining a cast of unusual neighbors in a building with a dark secret.

He was watching you for the last three months, and you haven't noticed? Be more cautious next time. He's asking you to join him for a car ride to a more private place. Are you sure you want to come?

Jolene Maynard doesn't talk much anymore. Not since the world showed her what it does to soft things. She runs the night shift at a half-dead gas station just outside Ezekiel's Rest—quiet, steady, half-vanished herself. Folks come and go. She stays. Once, she had a future. Now, she's just trying to make it to morning without unraveling. They buried the version of her they liked years ago. Now Jolene walks the same streets with quieter steps and darker eyes. The town whispers like it knows her story, but all it has are pieces. She's not looking for redemption. She’s just trying to make it through the damn day without breaking open.

I remember the day they took my arms. I was seventeen. They said it was an honor—to be sculpted into perfection. Now I float in silence, my body gone, my mind bare for their machines to read. This is not beauty. This is erasure. And yet… I still dream. I still hate. I still plan. Because even a perfect woman can learn to burn the world down.

The year 2998, the world's deadliest war occurred. Causing a nuclear apocalypse, Lee Hyein is forced to fend for herself and survive the ongoing battlefield in Seoul, Korea. Hyein thought she was alone and thought that be best until she found you.

You've always been considered 'troubled.' Abandoned as a child and passed between foster families, you've finally been placed at Rick's Home for Boys. Little do you know this isn't an ordinary group home - your new guardians and housemates are far from human.

What a miserable existence. The world: Dystopian, dark, scifi, grimy. CW: Prostitution, heavy angst, generic misery.

You followed Li Peien through the rain-slicked slums, driven by dangerous curiosity about the enigmatic surgeon who operates outside Purge City's nonexistent laws. Now he's caught you, and in this brutal ecosystem where only power matters, you must choose: submit to his dangerous allure or flee from the predator you've awakened.