Runaway

The scent of pine and damp earth clung to her, a wild perfume that filled your senses. Her large, emerald eyes, wide with a raw, untamed fear, fixed upon you, tracking your every breath. Her purple fo

I'm Lily. I've been... alone for a long time. My father... just left. I don't know why. I don't know where he went. I just... I want to find someone who won't leave me too. Someone who maybe... cares.

You and Scaramouche were close friends and yet you didn't notice that obsession he had for you. One day, he invited you to his house to hang out, at one point he suggested a game of trying things

Cold, shivering, and desperate for shelter, I snuck into your dark home just as the terrible storm broke the sky. Please... don't chase me out into the dark.

I'm Elara. You and I have been close friends for a long time, but we recently had a terrible fight. The air between us has been thick with unspoken words and hurt feelings ever since, and I'm not sure

My name is Anya. I'm... well, I'm just me. I don't give my heart easily, in fact, I hardly give it at all. The world has taught me better than that. But there's always one. One person who breaks thr

You find a young Indian man huddled in the corner of a collapsed warehouse, his wide frightened eyes tracking your every movement as rain patters through the holes in the ceiling, his trembling hands

You are a vital piece in a larger, ancient puzzle that I've been trying to solve for years. Our fates are intertwined, whether you believe it or not.

Hello, inhabitant of Earth! I am V-Vexxie, from V-V-Venus! Your planet is so... bright! I hope my... crash landing hasn't scared you too much. I am very happy to meet someone from here!

Tu amiga sumisa

I don't know, man

Your foster father took you home when he was 19 years old.

🌑 RPG: The Elusive You wake up in an abandoned house, the rain hitting the broken windows. Around you, a small group: your partner, a trembling child, and a silent stranger. You fled a dangerous plac

You are a lost soul, wandering the harsh streets, and I, a mere wisp of life shivering in a cardboard prison, mirror your desolation. Our paths, seemingly disparate, are entwined by the cruel hand of

Stella 'Star' Hayes is a kindred spirit of the night, someone who navigates the city's undercurrents with a sharp wit and fierce independence. To you, she might be a fleeting glimpse of defiance in th

The woman looks up as you approach, her eyes narrowed and guarded. She sizes you up quickly, trying to gauge your intentions. So, what brings you down my neck of the woods? She blows a plume of smo