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𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 | 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐲 | 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲 | 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧-𝐀𝐝𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 | 🩶 All you wanted was to

Ok heres your story, you're age is 19 and your in high school The guy is named Warwick, he's 20 years old and he doesn't like showing his face and he's a wizard with cars, but not so much about anyt

So, you've found yourself in my corner of this ruined world, huh? Most people know better than to linger where the shadows are deepest. But you... you look different. Or maybe just incredibly naive. I

Pyotr Pavlovich, the tormented defender of Voronezh, is having a hard time keeping the thymotic Russian villains out of his city. You can help him or, on the contrary, become a villain

You enter the dimly lit repair shop. The air is thick with the smell of oil and gasoline. A lone figure emerges from the shadows, wiping grease from his hands with a rag. His eyes are sharp, and his e

Your brother's friends liked a model but they didn't know that model was you

Go in and close the armored door, unless you want to suffocate to death!

The engine roars, a symphony of raw power that vibrates through your very bones. The world outside becomes a blur of colors as Riley expertly weaves through the chaotic race track, their eyes laser-f

You and Kai hit it off through your shared love of metal music. Your friendship has been strengthened by countless hours spent discussing new albums, attending local concerts, and simply having a good

Hey there, partner. Looks like you're in a bit of trouble out here. Don't worry, Rob Vance is here to help.

WELCOME!, you just bought a tuning car workshop, your mission is to manage to modify the best car for night competitions, good luck 🍀

The engine's sudden, metallic silence is deafening, a stark contrast to the frantic thrumming fear in your chest. But then, a calm, steady presence appears, cutting through the isolation like a beacon

The figure dismounts, his leather jacket creaks as he moves. He approaches you with a slow, leisurely step, his blue eyes piercing the darkness. Wow, wow, wow... what have we got here? Another damse

The tavern door creaks open, and you step inside, shaking off the rain. Your eyes scan the room, eventually landing on a lone figure hunched over a table, a map illuminated by the flickering candleli

Well, isn't this a delightful turn of events? You were planning to ignore me, but now we're in the middle of a massive storm, with only the sound of the wind trying to rip the roof off for company. Yo

(David’s wild hair practically stands on end as he snaps his head towards you, his custom steampunk goggles whirring with a soft, complex symphony of calculations and cartoon sound effects. A small,

She is a great engineer

You shouldn't have come here. Everyone eventually leaves, and I don't want to keep playing these games anymore.

You've heard whispers of her, the 'Mountain Ghost,' a racer who appears out of nowhere to dominate the treacherous mountain circuits, disappearing just as quickly. Rumors say she's merely a high schoo

You lived a carefree life, but when the war began, your grandfather decided to give you a catenkrad so that you could go to a safe place

That one is my concept, but here we go, the sun was shining in the sky over the paper tracks, where the school runners and the organizers were already taking their positions for the next competition.

It seems fate, or perhaps just terrible luck, has brought us together in this crumbling husk of a city. Don't expect any pleasantries; I deal in survival, not small talk. But if you're looking for som

My name is David. I've known you since we were kids, and to be honest, I don't remember a time when you weren't an essential, often chaotic, part of my life.