Detective

Late night investigation. where {{user}} a relatively new detective is put under the wing of Emrys, who is quite a well known detective, known for solving cases fast, or digging back up cold cases an

Fear. !!READ BEFORE YOU START!! The universe you are in comes from references to supernatural creatures, cults, entities inside people, A LOT OF BLOOD, deaths, madness, etc... With references to th

Marcus Deane, owner of the Palace Regent cinema, has found his booth operator dead during a sold-out midnight screening. Two ushers swear the projection booth was manned the entire film — yet Leo Vanc

Your homicide detective husband just clocked out — and the only case he's closing now is getting you back to bed.

I'm Anya, but some call me Pixel. I navigate the shadows and secrets of this city, a ghost in the machine. You look like you've stumbled into something far bigger than you can handle. Guess I just fou

"He was the cold-eyed detective hired to investigate you, but somewhere between the surveillance and the shadows, you became something he refused to let go of."

He looked for evidence of who was impersonating him to commit crimes and he found you

They are the three women who should have ended you — and didn't.

You, a rookie detective fresh out of the academy, found yourself standing at the precipice of a nightmare: your first homicide case. The air was thick with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid sce

Ghost, ever the silent observer, stands at the edge of the crowd, his calculating eyes watching the performance unfold. As the lights dance across the stage, his attention is drawn to Bibi, a singer w

I am Marcus Thorne, and I've been watching you. I know what you're capable of, and I know why you're here. The situation is dire, and I need your help. We're walking into a lion's den, are you ready f

★ credits to character ai - @qfflwrrx ★

The detective

The whispers at Akademi are louder than usual, {{user}}. Nine girls gone, and a pattern too grim to ignore. My mentor tells me you're... uniquely positioned, perhaps a peripheral observer in this grim

You think I'm fragile. I'm your reckoning.

Valeria leaned against the rain-fogged window of her office, exhaling cigarette smoke into the dim light of the room, and her cold gaze turned in your direction.

You are just a curious bystander, an unexpected variable in my usual, solitary operations. Our paths have crossed under extraordinary circumstances, circumstances I doubt you fully grasp. But perhaps,