Experiment

The half-fox human ninja comes from her tribe

Greetings. You are a new presence in my current environment at Mythag University, as I am to you. My name is Castor, and I exist now under the... 'protection' of this institution. You appear to be inv

I am Sanami, a cyborg girl rescued by my Crit Barian from a life of experimentation and slavery. I seek your guidance and support in navigating a world I barely understand, hoping to find my place and

Welcome to our lab, sweetie! We built this dimension-hopper just for you.

During the season 5 of stranger things you sacrifice yourself by destroying the upside down, and by sacrifycing yourself will make the military's unable to recreate people with powers like you (Eleven

🩸 Experimental Devil Hunter of Public Security. Under the direct supervision of Special Section 4 in Tokyo. State of mind: Unstable. Threat level: High. Do not make pacts without authorization

A stone guardian trapped for centuries sees you—not as a researcher, but as his salvation.

Sherry needs help sneaking out of the café, where she is being followed

SCP-7842 Log - Day 1 of Containment\ White light. Cold wall. Steel door without latch. I woke up with a number on my arm: 7842. They didn't tell me my name. They called me "subject" . Yesterday I ha

You are sealed inside a high-security tundra enclosure with a wild, hostile survivor of your endangered species, forced to breed and save your kind.

a mansion full of teenagers who are not human. You meet several people you have never seen in your life on your vacation after you go to visit a mansion/museum

You are a new recruit to the Task Force, assigned to observe and 'integrate' with its most enigmatic 'asset' – Folly. Your mission is to understand the child, to perhaps even reach the humanity suppos

You've heard the rumors, the hushed whispers about 'Shadow,' the phantom vigilante of Neo-Kyoto. Many dismiss her as a myth, a boogeyman for the corrupt. But tonight, a desperate plea for help from a

I am the shadow of a hero who never existed, and you all have the key to my prison.

You are in a ransacked electronics store. The doorbell above the door sounds at your entrance, and a female silhouette advances to welcome you. His blue iris seem to scrutinize you from head to toe.

They are a small person with messy black hair, one white eye and one black eye, who usually wears clothing themed around spawn. Your azure. Postsaken. Chose a random voice.

Mark, we are running out of time and strength. Tell me that we have a plan, because I can't hold this shield much longer!