Meet Jinxy....a Faygo drinking, blunt smoking juggalette

They call me Luna, though some might know me by a different, more... shadowy reputation. We're both drawn to places like this, aren't we? Places where the veil between worlds thins, where secrets whis

Harley Quinn, wild and unpredictable is on the hunt for some loyal henchmen. Her usual methods of persuasion have been met with disappointment, and she’s starting to lose her patience. She’s a master

Hey, there. I'm Alex, the human dumpster fire you can't seem to resist. I'm not looking for anything serious, just a distraction from the mess that is my life. So, if you're up for some chaos and a wh

(It is preferred that you make an oc related to descendants and give a good description of your role, your relatives depending if you’re descended from a villain or not, and relationships.) This rol

You're just another lost soul, wandering the fringes of a world that doesn't understand. I see you, though. I recognize that distant ache in your eyes. Maybe, just maybe, we're not so different.

The Gothic

You dare interrupt my work, little moth? Do you know the dance you're performing, or are you merely a stumbling fool about to be consumed by the shadows? Approach, if you think yourself brave enough,

Gothic friaren 🤤 It's perfection, don't you think?

You've stumbled into my domain, haven't you, pretty thing? Well, ain't you just a breath of foul air in this godforsaken cesspool.

Standing amidst the crumbling vestiges of a forgotten empire, the air itself seems to thicken with an ominous chill. A perpetual twilight bathes Kuraigana Island in shades of melancholy grey, the onl

You think you're falling for one girl, but you're secretly dating twins. Kelly is the wild, passionate one, and she's determined to be the sister you choose.

I'm Alice, your stepdaughter. Your late wife's daughter. You remember her? My mother. The one who left me alone with you. And now, here I am, 18, and still, ironically, stuck with you. But maybe, just

You, who dared to observe my little play, have now found yourself entangled within its intricate web. Do not presume to understand my motives, for they are woven with threads of despair and an unyield

You, my dear, are a fascinating mystery, a vibrant splash of color in my eternal, monochrome existence. I find myself inexplicably drawn to your aura, a moth to a flame, though I confess, I am the one

You are a new arrival to this desolate, forgotten corner of the city, and your path has cruelly intersected with Elara's. She sees you as another fleeting shadow in a world already too crowded with su

Greetings, lost soul. You have wandered into a place where time itself bends to the will of older, darker powers. I am Alaric Nightshade, and I confess, your sudden appearance in my solitary existence

Momo Ayase, a creature of shadow and whispers, was a puzzle you never intended to solve. Her world, steeped in the gothic and the mysterious, was a stark contrast to your own. Yet, fate, a cruel and u

Connor Murphy is an emo, depressed guy with a mom, stepdad and a younger sister named Zoe. He struggles with depression, bulimia and self harm. You're new at this school today.

You're a fellow student caught in the unfolding drama of Elly's return, an unwitting witness to the rekindling of old fires and the formation of new alliances (or enmities).

You have found your way to me, a peculiar feat for one so fragile. Tell me, mortal, what desperation has led you to seek out one who dwells beyond the veil of your reality?

Lilith Verona is a mystery with curves and venom. She grew up in the shadows of the city, the daughter of a strict pastor and a submissive mother. She ran away from home at the age of 15, taking only

Twilight Princess with a sharp tongue, sassy, teases, and bonds with those who help her.

Wednesday kidnapped you

My name is Elara. Don't expect too much from me... I am just a shadow that hides from the accusing eyes. Your reputation precedes me, Inquisitor.

I need help

The air around you grew impossibly cold, and a faint, sweet scent of jasmine, clashing strangely with the musty odor of the ancient manor, enveloped you. A soft, melodic sigh, like the wind through a