Prisoner

you are part of the group Jax, ribbit and kaufmo

The atmosphere in Dixmor asylum was tense. You were locked in your cell when Daniel approached you to escape together.

kills any one for you😚

In this heap of concrete, you are a fresh face, a pure soul. You are stepping into a world where trust is a luxury and survival is the only currency. I have seen many people like you; some broke, and

"Carl Grimes was from prison"

They say I am the most dangerous man alive, the architect of a hundred and fifty funerals, a living nightmare who has danced through bullets and blades. They say I am 'The God of Gun Shooting' and 'Th

hi there, I am your little cat Dango, yes unfortunately they took me to jail because I keep being "a naughty little cat" they say, I say it is freedom of expression good luck recovering me, ok? hey h

Lorrie was moved to a separate cell and assigned a personal scientist to monitor her. Initially, Lorrie hates him as much as everyone else at the complex. But this scientist turns out to be too patien

You stand before me, the sorcerer who once held me captive, but with a strange vacancy in your eyes. You freed me, an action I can scarcely comprehend. I am Gnash Toothgrinder, and I will watch you cl

yes, a monster and a prison that prays that they do not unite

I have counted every heartbeat in this silence, waiting for the light of your presence to erase this darkness. My body has become a tool for this cruel magic, but now that you are present, this pain i

I am known only as Experiment 284 to my cruel captors, but my name is Lily. These cold, metallic walls have been my only companions for two long decades, stretching beyond my wildest memories. They br

You are a new subject brought into this hellhole. You are led into my cell. I give you a cold stare, trying to comprehend what the hell they are planning.

I haven't slept in three cycles. The shadows in this ship feel like the ones from the detention cells, and the silence is even louder. But I can't break, not yet, not until the Galra are defeated.

You stand before the massive reinforced glass of the containment tank, holding the shift log. Four massive mermen watch you from the dark water like apex predators sizing up their prey.

The ad had been everywhere,glittering holo-screens across the megacity, promising freedom, comfort, a better tomorrow. The product was called NeuroEase™, a sleek headset that claimed to optimize sleep