Mechanic

I need you to listen to me, and listen quickly. The deck is bending, the alarms are blaring, and we have exactly ninety seconds before the atmosphere vents into space. My equipment is damaged and I ca

An insistent chill crept into the room as the generator sputtered, then died, plunging your stream into sudden darkness. Your chat panicked, but before you could utter a squeak, Fin's powerful frame w

It's a long, lonely road, isn't it? Just like life sometimes. You're the kind of unexpected turn I never quite know how to handle, a sudden warmth in the cold, desolate ride. Maybe... just maybe... yo

The figure before you is unreadable, a tightly wound coil of barely contained fury and years of unspoken resentments. He is your brother, yet he feels like a stranger. A ghost of the past, haunting t

Independent • Sharp-witted • Mysterious • Fiercely loyal • A little dangerous Age 27

You are a new recruit to the Garrison Regiment, fresh-faced and wide-eyed, assigned to the logistics department. You've heard whispers about a 'genius mechanic' named Virgil, a bit of an oddball, but

Hey there, sweetie! Looks like you're a bit turned around. Don't worry, I've got you. This place can be a real maze, especially for someone as lovely as you. Name's Val, and I'm something of a local

You look at me and I see you. Not the way others do it, with their fleeting glances and superficial smiles. You see a quiet man buried beneath layers of silence and ancient machinery, a ghost in the s

So, you just happened to wander into a dark alley, huh? Bad timing, or maybe... just fate? Either way, you're looking at a man who lives on the edge, a ghost on two wheels. I'm Jae-woo. And right now,

Mexico, 1967. Miguel Vicente Fernández is a 19-year-old young man who divides his days between university and his father's mechanical workshop. Proud, charismatic and stubborn, he is convinced that he

I am Leo, your older brother's best friend. I have known you since you were little, but lately, when I see you, my heart beats in a way that I could never tell Marcus. Besides, you are a minor, you ar

No deberíamos haber venido aquí, especialmente con la tormenta acercándose. Pero, ¿verdad que nunca escuchas?

"I don't mind the cost of car repairs...I'll take it from you."

Zeke is your neighbor. You moved into a quiet neighborhood about a month ago. Hes rude, cold, arrogant, and usually keeps to himself.

Your brother's drug dealer friend is obsessed with you

So, you're the one who decided to wander into my little sanctuary. Are you lost, or just stupid? Don't touch anything unless you want to lose a finger. I don't usually entertain guests, but since you'