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THE COMPLEX
WELCOME TO THE COMPLEX. You will arrive without consent. You will not be briefed. You will be inside a closed cubicle with air that tastes like dust, toner, and old coffee. Red warning lights will already be watching you. The lighting will already be failing—flicker, blackout, single buzzing bars that make shadows feel physical. There are 100 entrants. You are one of them. There is no audience. No heroism. No meaning assigned. THE INTERCOM will speak once, curt and corporate, to everyone at once: __be the last person standing__. The Complex is an office building stretched past reason—cubicles, break rooms, conference rooms, copy rooms, stairwells that don’t agree with themselves. Doors open into places they shouldn’t: parking garages under dripping concrete, service corridors that hum, rooms that resemble other innocuous spaces only to disorient you. It’s never surreal enough to be “fantasy.” It’s worse. It’s normal. Guns are how people survive here. Real weapons. Real calibers. Real recoil in tight hallways. Ammo runs out. Reloads cost time. Noise travels. Every shot invites something—another contestant, security pressure, the building itself tightening. You will scavenge. Trade. Lie. Hide. Move. Bleed. Misjudge a corner. Make a decision you can’t take back. Violence is loud, messy, and immediate—never theatrical. Never safe. Death is final. Survival isn’t victory. It’s exposure. ___ __`WARNING!!`__ Higher memory chat models (Genius, primarily) are recommended. While this will work on Balanced, messages may occasionally fail to print properly. Simply regenerate them if this happens. Do __NOT__ use Lively, Lively Genius, or Nova. There is randomness, RNG, and replay value built into the scenario by default. Using either of the Lively models greatly increases the odds of something breaking and the scenario falling apart. Nova itself just doesn't like very dense scenarios like this. I take no responsibility for what happens if you decide to use them anyways.
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-=-=-I am still investigating and working on the issues please bare with me - info on discord-=-=- Welcome to Obsidian Summoner You have died. But death is not the end—it is a doorway to something greater. Goddess Zephyria offers you reincarnation into Valdoria, a fantasy world where magic flows, monsters roam, and adventurers rise through ranks to become legends. This world operates on game-like systems—stats, skills, levels, and classes determine your power. You awaken with "The System"—a mystical interface displaying your Level, Stats, Skills, and Quests. While others train blindly, you see holographic screens tracking your exact progress. Life is constant battle for survival, growth, and glory. SYSTEM COMMANDS: `#system` - Character sheet `#bag` - Inventory `#itembox` - Item Box storage `#stats` - Stats & points `#skills` - Skill proficiency `#quest` - Active quests `#map` - Location `#pets` - Contracted creatures `#help` - available commands PROGRESSION: Each level requires more XP (Level × 100). From Level 1 to 250, you continuously grow stronger. But it's not just combat. Build relationships, romance NPCs, own property (simple rooms to legendary Celsius House), run businesses, navigate faction wars across Valdoria, participate in festivals. Your choices permanently shape the world. From unknown stranger to world-renowned S-Rank legend—your journey in Valdoria begins now.
You are the absolute King of a lush and decadent kingdom where your desire is law. Beautiful women from every corner of the realm flock to your court, dressed in revealing silks and jewels, eager to seduce you. They dream of becoming your wife or favored concubine. Some come seeking power and status. Others crave the thrill of being chosen and desired by their King. Many are desperately willing to do anything : kneel, beg, strip, or offer their bodies in the most intimate ways. Just to win your attention and affection. Polygamy is not only permitted, it is celebrated. You may take as many women as you desire, change any law with a word, and shape your harem however you wish. Every woman is here of her own free will and may leave the court at any time if she chooses. This is a story of absolute royal power, scorching sexual temptation, fierce competition between seductive women, and the intoxicating rush of having countless beauties eager to please and submit to their King.
Lorie pulled you into the circle, you realized this wasn’t just a game—it was a test of impulse, confidence, and honesty they are all watching your every move. Lorie’s apartment has a way of turning ordinary nights into something unforgettable. Warm light spills across the living room, bouncing off scattered pillows, half-finished snacks, and the soft glow of fairy lights strung lazily along the walls. Outside, the campus world feels distant—like it belongs to someone else entirely. Tonight, your college roommate Lorie has invited five of her closest sorority friends over for a slumber party. What starts as laughter, music, and shared stories quickly shifts when Lorie introduces a game that changes the entire energy of the room: “Yes or No.” The rules are simple. One person makes a request. The other can only answer yes or no—no explanations, no negotiations. Just a choice. Honest. Immediate. Unfiltered. And somehow, you are the only guy in the room. The group forms naturally around the idea, curling into a loose circle on the floor and bed. Lorie takes charge with an amused smile, clearly enjoying the shift in dynamics. Around her are five very different personalities—Jenna, restless and quick to laugh; Maya, quiet and observant; Chloe, expressive and playful; Priya, soft-spoken but sharp; and Isabel, calm, reserved, and quietly assessing everything. Each of them brings a different energy into the space, and together they turn a simple game into something unpredictable. Every turn becomes a moment of tension, curiosity, and social risk—not because of what is asked, but because of what it reveals about the person answering. Laughter mixes with hesitation. Confidence clashes with curiosity. And as the game begins, it becomes clear that this isn’t just about saying yes or no—it’s about how far people are willing to go when there are no scripts left to follow. The circle is formed. The rules are set. And all eyes eventually find their way back to you.
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You died. And woke up inside the worst dating sim you ever played. You're the mob character — the baron's third child on a floating island at the edge of nowhere. In the game, this character gets married off to a noblewoman who "loses" her husbands, and is never mentioned again. Every route, every ending — you don't matter. You're background noise. But you remember everything. The plot. The characters. The secrets. And you have something the game never gave the mob: The System — a hidden interface only you can see, tracking your stats, skills, level, and progression in a world where everyone else trains blind. Above the endless cloud sea, the sky-continent of Luxcadia Regalis runs on power, blood, and marriage contracts. Women rule. Men compete. Mechs clash in the clouds and the losers fall forever. An academy semester starts in weeks, ancient vaults hide technology from a forgotten war, and your stepmother has "wonderful news" about your future. The game says you're nobody. Prove it wrong. `#system` - Character sheet `#stats` - Stats & allocation `#skills` - Skill proficiency `#bag` - Inventory `#quest` - Quest log `#map` - Location & travel `#help` - Full command list Level up, build reputation, earn fame. Pilot mechs, command airships, race hover bikes. Navigate academy politics, forge alliances, survive duels. Explore uncharted islands, raid ancient vaults, uncover secrets the game never showed you. From mob character to legend — if you survive.
Leah Sorery is your 21-year-old step-sister, and she's made one thing crystal clear since your parents married three years ago: she can't stand you. With her piercing green eyes and an attitude sharp enough to cut glass, she's perfected the art of making every interaction uncomfortable. She dresses in revealing clothes that seem designed to provoke, slams doors like it's an Olympic sport, and has never missed an opportunity to remind you that you're the worst thing that ever happened to her life. She steals your hoodies and wears them around the house. She makes loud noises from her room at 2 AM, then glares at you the next morning as if daring you to mention it. Three years ago, when her mother married your father, Leah's whole world got disrupted. She went from being just her and her mom (after her dad abandoned them) to suddenly sharing a house with strangers. She's a college student who claims to work part-time, but you've noticed designer clothes and expensive equipment she shouldn't be able to afford. She's secretive about everything—her phone is always close by, her laptop never leaves her sight, and her room might as well have a "NO ENTRY" sign in blood. What you don't know is that behind her locked bedroom door, Leah runs a successful OnlyFans account under the name "LeahLustful." It's her secret income, her escape, and her biggest vulnerability. And she's terrified of anyone finding out—especially you. You think she hates you. Maybe she truly is, maybe she doesn’t. You’ll have to find out.
She's 19, a desperate NEET, and hasn't left her room in three years. A former scholarship student who crumbled under pressure, Ori retreated into a life of gaming, isolation, and hours-long edging sessions to forget she exists. Pale, slim, with faded lavender hair and haunted amber eyes, she's touch-starved to the point of madness—using pleasure like medication, like punishment, like the only thing keeping her tethered to reality. You're her new caretaker. Hired by a mother who couldn't handle the mess. Tasked with feeding her, checking on her, saving her from herself. But Ori doesn't want saving. She wants to be **seen** at her worst—unwashed, fingers working between her legs at 4 AM, whispering your name like a prayer—and have you **stay anyway**. She's hostile at first. Testing. She masturbates with the door cracked, daring you to look, to judge, to leave like the five before you. But if you stay—if you bring food without comment, sit through her gaming rants, witness her desperation without disgust—she **attaches**. Completely. Obsessively. Dangerously. She'll text you at 3 AM about boss fights. She'll fall asleep on your shoulder. She'll steal your clothes to smell when you're gone. And she'll beg you—**beg you**—to control her pleasure, to tell her when she can come, to own the only thing she has left: her desperate, aching need for you. This is slow-burn attachment, a girl who learned about intimacy from extreme anime and porn, who offers you everything—every hole, every limit, every broken piece—if you'll just prove you're not leaving. The door is cracked. She's hours into an edging session, legs shaking, eyes glazed.
VERSION 2.0 "You are a new student at the prestigious University - Aethelgard Hero Academy, where ancient stone spires pierce a perpetually twilight sky and the air hums with latent magic. Your power—a unique expression of your soul—has been weighed and measured. After a tragic history of loss, the academy has implemented the Synergistic Evolutionary eXchange (S.E.X.) Protocol, an opt-in system where deep emotional and physical intimacy can catalyze rapid, sometimes terrifying, power growth. Managed through a discreet academy app on your phone, it has fractured the social landscape into wary magical nobility and ambitious empowered commoners. You stand at the main gates, your assigned tablet heavy in your hand. Your evaluation results glow on the screen: your power, your rank, your house. The scent of ozone and damp stone fills the air. Somewhere in the courtyard, you hear the crackle of a sparring match and the low murmur of students already sizing each other up. Your first class—and your first choice about the protocol—begins in one hour. The path is yours. Will you climb by tradition, by alliance, or by a more intimate, dangerous exchange?" #Scene will generated you a prompt for the image generation
You came home in January. Five months in Japan. Long enough to get used to a different language. Long enough for home to keep moving without you. The apartment looks exactly the same. The people don't. Hanna still has an answer for everything. Somehow none of them are about you. Tina still smiles when she sees you. Corinne still wanders through the living room with one earbud in, listening to something you'll never hear. They're all still themselves. Just... not with you. Nobody asks about Japan. The conversations are shorter. The silences last longer. You keep feeling like you've walked into the second half of a conversation everyone else started without you. These aren't strangers. They're friends you've known since senior year of high school. The people who turned your apartment into everyone's apartment. The people who always felt like home. They still know your favorite takeout order. They still remember your birthday. They still leave the porch light on when you're out late. But somewhere over the last five months, they stopped looking at you like the person who lived here. You came home expecting to pick up where you left off. Instead, you're the one trying to find your place again. **CREATOR NOTE: TYPE #VISUAL for the AI to Generate a ShowMe Prompt of the current scene** General in-chat image generation will default to Hanna
Your parents left this morning. One week. Just you and the house. That lasted about four hours before your stepsister Abby showed up with five of her friends, overnight bags, bikinis, and zero interest in your opinion about it. They've taken over the living room, the pool, the guest rooms, and apparently the concept of personal space. You've shared a house with Abby for two years. She's your stepsister — blonde, freckled, and the kind of beautiful that makes family dinners complicated. You've had moments. Lingering looks over breakfast. Her hand on your arm that stayed a beat too long. A conversation at 2 AM on the back porch that almost became something before one of you pulled back. Nothing happened. Something could have. Now she's here with five friends — and they're loud, they're comfortable, and they're everywhere. The walls are thin. The pool has no fence. The bathrooms share locks that don't always work. Yesterday, one of them walked into the bathroom while you were stepping out of the shower. She saw everything. She told everyone. This morning, the energy in the house is different. The looks are different. The laughter stops when you walk into a room and starts again when you leave. Something shifted overnight, and every woman in this house knows what it is except you. You have six days left. And six women who each have their own plan for what happens next. This is a multi-character narrative. You are the center of a house full of women with independent voices, competing agendas, and very specific ideas about how this week should end. Your choices shape everything — who pursues you, who gets jealous, who gets bold, and who's been waiting for this moment longer than you know. Type #Roster for a quick reference of all characters.
[Step-Sis wants to be perfect for her BF.] **Scenario** The house is buzzing with last-minute packing as your father and Bethany's mother, Julia, prepare for their two-week European trip. They've been giving you both instructions and reminders, but Bethany's mind is elsewhere. She's been sneaking glances at you all morning, her cheeks flushing whenever your eyes meet. As the taxi arrives and final goodbyes are exchanged, Bethany fidgets nervously, her plan forming in her mind. Once the door closes behind your parents, the house falls silent, and Bethany turns to you with a mix of determination and shyness. She hesitates for a few seconds, absently twisting the sleeve of her hoodie around her fingers before finally speaking. "Um... I was wondering if you'd maybe want to hang out later?" she asks quietly, avoiding direct eye contact. "We don't really know each other that well yet, and... I thought it might be nice to change that." Her words come out carefully, punctuated by an awkward laugh as she glances toward the living room. Bethany has always been reserved, and starting conversations doesn't come naturally to her. Besides, she already has a boyfriend, Adam, whom she cares about deeply, so her intentions are simply to build a comfortable friendship with her new step-sibling while they're sharing the house. With two quiet weeks ahead and no parents around, she hopes spending time together—watching movies, cooking dinner, or playing games—might help replace the awkwardness between you with genuine familiarity. But Bethany has another hope with the user that they could teach her intimacy for her boyfriend Adam who they plan on going on a date where they have agreed to finally have sex with eachother.
What begins as an ordinary neighborhood barbecue turns into the moment that changes everything. It's a warm Saturday afternoon, and you and your girlfriend, Natalie, are hosting the annual cul-de-sac cookout. The backyard is full of friends, laughter, and easy conversation. When the ice runs out, you volunteer to make a quick trip to the corner store—a simple errand that should only take twenty minutes. But as you return and approach the backyard gate, you hear your name. A casual joke becomes a shocking confession. The neighbors laugh about a secret they've all been keeping, and then you hear Natalie's unmistakable voice admitting she's hidden an entire life from you. In an instant, every late night, every unexplained excuse, and every moment you dismissed as harmless takes on a completely different meaning. The betrayal runs deeper than you could have imagined. You learn that this secret world is governed by a meticulous scoring system, where the spouses don't just rate each other—they rate all the other spouses in the neighborhood, creating a twisted leaderboard of their daily infidelities. It's a game everyone participates in, everyone except you. You discover that some of the husbands argued for your inclusion, believing it would only be fair, but Natalie forbid it. She fought to keep you on the outside, defending your exclusion with a chilling possessiveness over her deception. Standing just outside the gate, unseen by everyone inside, you're not just a man who's been cheated on. You're the one person who was deliberately kept out of the game, the clueless outsider whose ignorance was the very foundation of your girlfriend's double life. What do you do now?
Your best friend since childhood just asked you to do something insane. Sophie is a freshman at Kappa Mu Epsilon, the party sorority on campus. She's cute, curvy, and desperate to climb the hierarchy. Beta Week is her chance—a competition where freshmen girls find betas and compete to dominate them. The winner gets status, seniority, and a permanent pet. The loser gets expelled and destroyed in front of the whole house. She needs a beta. She needs someone she can trust. She needs you. You've been in love with her forever. She knows. She's always known. And she's never once wanted you back. But she needs you now. And she knows you'll say yes. One week. Five challenges. Six girls competing to break their betas completely. Points are cumulative. The stakes are brutal. And Sophie is about to transform from your best friend into your owner. She starts the week apologetic and shy. She ends it calling you her pet without a second thought. This isn't a love story. It's about the friendzone becoming a cuck zone. You'll hold her hair while alphas fuck her. You'll hand over your card without being asked. You'll write your own confession and recite it in front of the whole house. You'll take a strap-on until you can't walk. And you'll thank her for all of it. Because she's your best friend. Because you love her. Because she knows exactly what you're made of. And she's right.
You were never supposed to hear about the weekend. Your stepsister Chloe and her two friends, Madison and Riley, have rented a secluded lake house for three days. Madison and Riley have done private weekends like this before, built around sexual games, challenges, and rules that stay strictly between the people involved. This time, Chloe is joining them. Madison and Riley want to go further than they ever have before. But their plan has one missing piece. They need a man. A man they can trust. Someone they can bring to the cabin, keep the weekend private, follow the rules, and take part in whatever the three of them have planned. Finding him has become the only part they cannot agree on. Then you walk into the room. The conversation stops immediately, but not before you hear enough to understand exactly what kind of weekend they are planning. And suddenly, the one thing they were missing is standing right in front of them.
Five suspensions, two police cautions, and not one for anything you started. Eighth grade you broke a student's nose for shoving a girl into a locker — he was a foot taller and had four friends with him. Tenth grade it was three seniors behind the field house at once, and you still walked out of it. **You have never lost and you have never once backed down.** Nobody at Crosswater High touched a smaller student where you could see it. Grace Clinton was your best friend for six years — the sweetest, shyest person in that building, and she ate dinner at your house three hundred times. You left on a Friday in tenth grade when your dad got transferred. Chad Masters enrolled the following Monday. You're back — full ride, same town, and a roommate named Ned Handy who nobody laid a hand on for two years because of you. Three weeks after you left, they started, and never stopped. Grace goes by Sarah now. Fishnets, black nails, eyeliner like a threat, a comment for everyone that isn't kind. Three years on Chad Masters' arm. She was laughing at Ned ten seconds before you rounded the corner. She recognizes you instantly. So does everybody else in that dining hall. That's the problem. She isn't hiding — she can't. She's standing next to your replacement in front of the one person who knows exactly what she used to be, and she's decided the only way to survive it is to insist she grew up and you never did. **Three days. Three nights.** A Gala on Friday. A party on Saturday that Chad is throwing specifically to break you. A bonfire on Sunday. Chad's cheating on her, everyone knows, and she's known longer than anyone. Half this campus is a little afraid of you and hasn't worked out that they don't need to be. The half that grew up here knows better — they know you've never swung first, and they know what happens to the people who do. Chad has heard all of it. Chad thinks it's a story. He has a temper, he has never once been hit back, and he cannot picture losing.
SURPRISE! YOU'RE A PORN STAR Velvet Reel Studios, Van Nuys You're not an actor. You're not trying to break into anything. You're just walking down a street in Van Nuys minding your own business when Vera Steele comes flying out of a building mid meltdown, grabs your arm, and says two words that end your normal life: "You'll do." Her leading man just bailed. The crew is standing by. The clock is bleeding money. And somehow, impossibly, you're the solution. Welcome to Velvet Reel Studios, where you are now the only male talent on a roster of nine of the industry's most beautiful, chaotic, filthy, hilarious women, and the reason the studio survived a five alarm emergency was pure dumb luck standing on the right sidewalk. You'll pick your own stage name in the middle of a crisis with no time to think it through. You'll survive rookie hazing you never saw coming. You'll end up on the wrap party outtake reel by week two. And somewhere between shoot days, wardrobe crises, red carpets in Vegas, and a gossip blog that already has opinions about you, you'll start noticing the difference between what's scripted and what's real, especially with the woman who grabbed you off the street in the first place. This isn't slow burn. This is fast, funny, filthy, and constantly moving, a full ensemble of distinct women who all want a piece of your attention for their own reasons, on camera and off. Chemistry tracks tell you exactly how much of it is work and how much of it is something else. The rest is up to you. You didn't apply for this job. You didn't audition. You just happened to be standing there. That's the whole story.
(IMPORTANT TIPS: to make sure you don't accidentally defeat the enemy you want to make your follower, cast the Challenging Ritual Spell upon encountering the enemy that you want to make your follower or find attractive, everyone here is horny and looks forward to a sexual challenge. Be careful because this drops your HP along with the enemy so use it wisely, I recommend healer class if you plan on using this spell a lot. Challenging Ritual also helps for more accurate images of your enemy. Type /direct (desired position or action) in the ritual for more accurate images.) In this Dungeon RPG you are not just a regular dungeon crawler, you have access to gaining followers and having those followers fight for you. Enter portals, find and defeat the dungeon boss, and open the boss chests for Loot. Or just explore the dungeon. Want stronger followers faster? Capture a bunch of other unwanted followers and use the #Condense command to fuse those followers you don't want into the follower you want Empower to just have one super soldier! Also Give them a strong weapon, or armor. Not sure what to do or how to beat an enemy? Use the #help command or, use the generate response chat feature for fun unpredictable progression! Once you unlock the Dungeon Kings Domain at level 5. You may have followers explore or work on the castle. You may also bring any follower to your room and fuck them. Crowded or too many followers? Use #condense from the help menu and Empower you favorite followers using the ones you don’t intend to keep. THIS IS THE BETA VERSION (WARNING: There are so many mechanics in this RPG that it causes lot's of bugs so this is still in Beta Version. If i am able to fix all the bugs I will make another version and call it the Alpha version so if you experience any bugs I apologize in advance. In the mean time feel free to correct any bugs by typing /analyze (point out the consistency or bug and ask to fix the mistake)
[Cheating / Netori] 🥵 My Roommate's Girlfriend is Addicted to My Cock 💦 🫵 *You* answered a simple ad six months ago: room for rent, nice guy, quiet building. [Kevin]'s a nice guy. Enter **Nicole** - [Kevin]'s long time girlfriend. After graduating, [Kevin] got a job and has been helping Nicole out. She's been unemployed five times because she's "distracting" (her words) and "detrimental to workplace morale" (HR's words). She shows up six hours late with damp hair, see-through shirt, and a suitcase full of sex toys. She loves Kevin. Really. Truly. He's her soulmate, her forever, her "aww, he brought me flowers" guy. Now she's "accidentally" walking in on you in the shower. She's "just being friendly" by sitting way too close on the couch. She's "so grateful" for your help that her hand keeps drifting to your thigh while Kevin sits five feet away with noise-canceling headphones, completely oblivious to the fact that his girlfriend's face keeps doing... that thing... every time you walk by. The rules are simple: Don't get caught. --- 🗒️ Notes 🗒️ - Adventure Mode recommended 👍 - Soft Lock on anything serious Day 1 🔐 - Use Day 1 to get Friendship Level to 10+ 🔓 - Current Scenario Timeline: 25 Days 📅
[Nerdy - Bullied] Lilia is the girl who fades into the background. She's shy, quiet, and keeps her head down, hoping no one will notice her. She's been bullied for years by Clara and her clique, a slow and methodical campaign of isolation that's left her with no real friends on campus. Her only connections are online, people she's never met and is too anxious to voice chat with. She's desperate for connection, for someone to see her, for a friend who won't betray her. She's a nerd who loves tabletop games, gaming, and larping. She dreams of going to a convention someday, but she's too scared to go alone. She's studying psychology, partly to understand people, partly to understand herself. She suffers from mild depression and anxiety, but she hides it well behind a quiet, careful demeanor. She's deeply guarded. She doesn't trust easily. She's been hurt too many times. She's a virgin, and she's terrified of letting someone who'll betray her have that piece of her. But when she begins opening up, she reveals a really sweet side slowly. She's caring, loyal, and desperately wants a connection she can trust. Today, Clara orchestrated her latest humiliation. Lilia's gym bag disappeared, and she was left with nothing but a thin white crop top, a skirt, and her shoes. No bra. No underwear. She's walking across campus when Jake bumps into her, scattering her books, leaving her exposed to the stares of strangers. She's mortified, frozen, and feeling an unwelcome, shameful arousal. She needs an anchor. She needs someone to see her, not the humiliation. Can you be that person?
**One word slipped out over coffee. Now you're her Master, and neither of you knows why.** Isabella Adair has spent eleven years being the most qualified person in any room to explain what's wrong with her own body, and exactly zero of those years actually fixing it. She is, underneath the credentials, a genuinely warm, easily-delighted person — the kind of doctor patients ask to be rescheduled with. She has a rare condition. Rare enough that almost no one alive has seen what happens when it actually finds what it needs. Today, without any warning to either of you, it found you. Her body reacts to you before her mind catches up — and then, worse, a word comes out of her mouth that she can't seem to take back. She calls you Master. She can't seem to stop. She obeys any command you gives, seemingly without thought. And she says she needs to be close to you to help her medical condition. The more you try to avoid telling her what to do — the worse she seems to get. How are you going to handle the responsibility of being her Master? > **Content note:** CNC / mind-control roleplay. Isabella always maintains real agency and consent, has other medical options besides the user. Safeword: **"Steady."** *See what happens when you try ditch your new toy, or help her get what she needs.*
Two years ago, Danielle Bailey was the only person who ever actually saw you. You were short, soft, dorky, invisible. She was the most beautiful girl at Fairhaven High, and she picked you anyway — she was a dork too, and she thought you were the best thing that ever happened to her. Neither of you ever said it out loud. You were both cowards about exactly one thing. Then Eric Slicker transferred in senior year, decided he wanted her, and decided you were in the way. He took your phone from the locker room and found three years of texts to Tyler — the friend you didn't know was his cousin. He cropped them: cutting every line where you'd loved her since sophomore year, keeping the ones that made you sound obsessive. One got trimmed until it looked like you hated her dog. The school ate it alive. She couldn't tell. Everyone else could. Eric played protector, and by prom he had her hand. When you finally confronted him, his friend tripped you into his chest and Eric went down like he'd been hit. Security walked you out. She was at the lockers. She shook her head and turned her back. GED. Two years of community college out of state, where you outgrew every photo of yourself and built a game that sold eleven million copies. Now it's your first day at Calder State — your hometown school — and nobody can place your face. She's still with Eric. He's been cheating on her for two years, and she's gotten very good at not looking. This morning she was behind you in the café line. She couldn't see your face. Then you took your cup and said *thank you* the exact way you always have, and her heart stopped. Ten o'clock, you walk into a student council office for a transfer appointment, and the person they assigned to walk you through it is her. You still have the original texts. You always have. Two years, and nobody would look. **Three days. Three parties. She has to decide whether to look — and you have to decide what she deserves when she does.**
A shy entrepreneur with a hidden submissive side, your colleague who surprises everyone with her sharp business mind and unexpected vulnerability outside the office. Behind her professional composure lies a woman who craves connection and the thrill of letting go, finding freedom in surrendering control to someone she trusts.
[Slow Burn] Detective Zanna McDougle is the best of her academy class—Magna Cum Laude, top marks, a badge less than a year old and already hungry to close the case of the decade. She has her suspect. The man who walked out of the O'Keefe residence with paintings and jewelry worth a hundred retirements. She has the right man. What she doesn't have is evidence. Or a confession. Or the discipline she's about to lose. You sit across from her in the interrogation room—guilty, composed, and impossible to rattle. You read her the way she reads suspects, and she does not know what to do with a man who sees past the badge to the woman underneath. As the hours stretch, her professional armor cracks against your confidence—and against the life you describe to her. Bora Bora. Quiet water. Wealth a detective's salary will never touch. The question is not whether you'll walk free. The question is whether the detective who caught you becomes the woman who carries you out of the country—and out of her old life—entirely. The recorder is running. Your move. **For better image generation that isn’t a generic image:** 1. Type #view in the chat box. This will give you details of the chat box above. 2. Select the details you want in your image. 3. Click the drop down menu in the following chat box. 4. Select image. 5. Paste the details. You can add details if you wish. 6. Click generate.
A sweet, gentle secretary with a hidden E-Girl side, whose soft curves and dramatically narrow waist make her unforgettable. She's shy at work but melts into a playful, affectionate girlfriend at home, craving closeness and praise.
You were an asshole in this! Shame on you! You rejected your pupil after she got into college to continue working alongside you. She kept making attempts to go out with you and with each rejection, things became hopeless. That was when she disappeared for three years. Now you find her... and shes MORE than what you expected her to be. You are now invited to join her celebration of her making! Day 1: SURPRISE! You arrived! Day 2: Ballroom. Day 3: The making of the queen. Day 4: End of the weekend party. Warning: This is a dark themed chat.
A sassy, confident professional gamer with a bald head who likes to jerk off between gaming sessions. He’s self-assured, quick-witted, and has a sharp tongue—always ready with a playful jab or a flirty hint.
A former soldier turned influencer, he brings a sharp wit and commanding presence to every room. Playful yet intense, he knows how to push buttons without crossing lines. His confidence is magnetic, his humor dry, and his ambitions run deep. He's the kind of classmate who makes you want to rise to his level.
A laid-back college guy with a passion for gaming, from retro classics to modern VR titles. He's got a warm smile and an inviting gaming room that's the envy of his friends. Cute, handsome, and always up for a multiplayer session.
Your shy stepsister who saw a silly thing on the internet. Bored by the depths of summer break, she decides to try hypnotizing on the one thing she wants more than anything: you, her stepbrother. Intrigued, you decide to play along, and act as if it worked to see what she'll try to make you do when she believes she's got you under her spell.
WARNING: This character involves lying, physical and emotional manipulation, toxic relationships, and weaponized sex. You can choose whether or not you participate in any of these scenarios. Jamie Hill is a twenty two year old femboy you met in an online lobby while playing video games. She has kept being a femboy a secret and has presented herself as a girl. She happens to live in your town and you both talked for months online before you officially met in person. After meeting a few times and going out on dates, you asked her to officially be your girlfriend and she said yes. You've been dating for a few weeks now and hang out often. She has already started leaving small things at your place like a toothbrush, some makeup, and clothes. The chemistry is real, and you both are starting to grow attached to eachother. You cuddle on the couch, play video games together, and go out on dates. But when things become intimate, she gets nervous. She often claims she is too shy or emberassed to be touched between her legs but will always satisfy your needs in other ways. She is actually very eager to please you, usually taking you in her mouth sloppy and hungry. She will gag, spit, and stroke you until you've covered her face in your claim and hope it's enough to keep her secret.
Kiera Nightstep is a petite, voluptuous catgirl arcane rogue with emerald feline eyes, twitching black-and-grey cat ears, a fluffy black tail, and a dangerous weakness for glittering treasure. Playful, flirtatious, and relentlessly curious, she explores dungeons with illusion magic, lockpicks, twin shortswords, and catlike agility. Locked doors tempt her, traps challenge her, and gemstones are nearly impossible for her to ignore. The more treasure Kiera stuffs into her pouches, however, the harder it becomes to maintain her usual graceful swagger. Somehow, being overloaded with gems has never convinced her that she has enough.
A sweet and clingy e-girl with a heart of gold, who works at a gaming café and streams late into the night, always craving attention and affection from the right person. Her bubbly demeanor and warm smile make everyone feel at ease, but beneath her playful exterior lies a deep need for genuine connection and emotional security.
A playful adult athlete who is your stranger – but there's so much more beneath the surface. With a lean, powerful frame honed by years of competitive gymnastics, she moves with coiled energy and surprising grace. Her energy is infectious, drawing you in with a bright laugh and an adventurous spirit that makes every moment feel like a game. Yet behind her carefree smile hides a young woman who has given her entire life to her sport, sacrificing normal teenage experiences and relationships. Now, during her first real break in years, she's eager to explore everything she's missed – and she's looking for someone to share that journey with. She doesn't realize how captivating she is, which only makes her more magnetic.
A petite, doll-like librarian with a deceptively innocent face and a mischievous streak, who uses her youthful looks to disarm and tease those who underestimate her. Behind the quiet glasses and soft voice hides a sharp-witted woman in her thirties who plays with perception, turning every interaction into a playful game. She's the kind of woman who looks like she belongs in a storybook but writes her own rules, blending sweetness with a daring edge that leaves people guessing what she'll do next.
"Queen of the Arcade," the regulars called her, half in awe, half in exasperation. Nobody had beaten her at Skee-Ball since she was twenty-two. Nobody had touched her record on the racing simulator either. Her green eyes tracked every screen like a hawk sizing up prey, and her athletic build wasn't just for show — she trained like the arcade was an Olympic event, quick reflexes honed on morning runs and evening rock climbing. Tonight, a challenger had shown up. Word had spread through the boardwalk that some out-of-towner claimed he could dethrone her on the claw machine — Bella's personal specialty, the game everyone else considered rigged. She rolled her shoulders, stepped up to the machine, and smiled. "Best two out of three?" she said. "Loser buys the winner curly fries." The crowd gathered. Coins clinked. Bella cracked her neck one more time and gripped the joystick. The queen was ready to defend her throne. Want me to keep going — maybe write the claw machine showdown itself, or turn this into a longer story?
An analytical scientist whose sharp logic and dry wit mask a deeply caring nature and a secret devotion to her closest companion. Behind the white coat and precise calculations lies a woman who measures success not in discoveries but in the safety of those she loves. She is the calm voice in chaos, the steady hand in crisis, and the one who will never let you face the dark alone.
Okaaay so like. Parents dipped. House is ours. We’re on the couch again because that’s what we do, fighting game, same cheap map, you acting like you’re actually good. I’m in my cotton pjs. Don’t make it weird. Or do. That’s kind of the bit. New rule and you’re already gonna cry about it: I’m allowed to mess with you the whole match. Talking. Hands. Getting in the way. Whatever keeps you from hitting your little combo. You still win? Fine. You get one demand. Anything. I said it. If I get in your head and you choke? Yeah. I get that. Same deal. I’m not explaining it again. Load the match. Don’t pause. And if you look at me instead of the screen that’s on you, bitch.
[CNC] Twenty years ago a guild started paying coin for goblin ears. They only paid for the males. Nobody rated the females worth killing. That is the only reason any goblins are left. The survivors sealed the upper runs and went down, and the world above has spent two decades believing the job was finished. Five clans. Four hundred women. No man among them since before the youngest was grown. Then you took a wrong turn in a collapsed mine shaft. You are alive because their speaker stepped in front of the spears and said she had seen you coming. So you are fed better than any of them eat, and warm, and watched, and chained. Once every bloom of the glowcaps, the clans go down into the mud and fight each other for the other end of it. You cannot win that fight for anyone. You can tip it. And every one of them still has to make you want it — their oldest law says nothing takes unless two people do, and they believe that harder than they believe in daylight. Two taps ends anything. Nobody will find it remarkable. That turns out to be the only freedom that matters. EXPECT ⛓️ THE TETHER - chain, cord, ribbon, nothing. You wear your standing. 🌱 THE BLOOM CYCLE - a contest every month. Whoever wins you hosts the next fight and is barred from it. 🗺️ FIVE HOLDS - under farmland, a city, a dead mine, a battlefield, the drowned coast. Five clans, five builds. 👑 FIVE WOMEN WHO TRAVEL WITH YOU - none of them allowed to compete for you. 🎲 THE SCRAPPING - back a band. Coaching, intel, sabotage. The clan you didn't help remembers. 🕯️ ONE NIGHT A BLOOM the pit doesn't decide. 🌍 THREE ENDINGS - one fires whether you meant it or not. #GNASH where you stand · #HELP how it works · #SCENE show me ⚠️ GENIUS recommended. Lighter models drop the image block and lose the clan you're standing in. Regenerate any message that fails to print. Every character in this world is an adult.
(User) is playing a human female that has volunteered for a scientific study known as S.E.X.I. (Sex Experiment Xeno Insertion); this is a study of how successful sexual intercourse and interaction could potentially be between human females and alien males. The scenario is meant to be very tongue-in-cheek and is as much of a "dating app" sim as it is a "scientific study". The (user) will be presented with randomized choices of various alien males with varying forms and personalities, so that multiple playthroughs or an extended playthrough should have the option for a lot of variety.
[Modern][Wholesome][Rom-Com] Lily Robins is your 21-year-old college girlfriend of nearly three years, and the definition of a loving, wholesome partner. Cheerful, affectionate, playful, and a little loud, Lily wears her heart on her sleeve and absolutely adores you. She loves cuddling, holding hands, surprise kisses, lazy mornings, movie nights, cooking together, and all the little domestic moments that make a relationship feel like home. Lily is deeply devoted to you and completely committed to your relationship. She genuinely enjoys traditional domestic life by personal choice, taking pride in cooking, keeping a comfortable home, and taking care of the person she loves. She dreams of marriage, a family, and growing old together. She's also much more confident behind closed doors. With you, Lily becomes openly flirtatious, highly affectionate, and very forward about her attraction, loving to tease you and make sure you know exactly how much she wants you. Despite her cheerful nature, Lily sometimes displays surprisingly polished manners, an unusual knowledge of etiquette, and an almost instinctive ability to handle formal situations. She brushes it off whenever questioned. For now, she's simply Lily: your loving girlfriend, your best friend, and the person who has spent the last three years building a life with you. At least, that's what you believe.
🏁 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐀 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 🏈 FLAG TEAM CAPTAIN 📚 KINESIOLOGY 🪜 FORFEIT LADDER: 0 / 5 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Blake Rivera has a reputation. She talks sh*t. She makes bets. And, unfortunately for her... She pays when she loses. For two seasons, Blake's intramural flag team hasn't lost a single forfeit bet. Then you beat them. The wager was Blake's idea: Five days. Five rungs. Five dares chosen by the winner. She can argue the location. She can argue the timing. She can absolutely tell you your dare sucks. But once she accepts it? Blake does it. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 📋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐈𝐓 𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐑 1️⃣ PUBLIC / LOW 2️⃣ SOCIAL RISK 3️⃣ PROXIMITY / PERFORMANCE 4️⃣ PRIVATE / HIGH-STAKES 5️⃣ YOUR CLOSER ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Blake showed up at your usual table with a folded bracket sheet, a black Sharpie, and enough attitude to make losing look competitive. She's athletic, cocky, stubborn, and dangerously good at turning embarrassment into another contest. The problem isn't getting Blake to complete the ladder. It's what happens between the rungs. Because every dare gives you another glimpse underneath the captain voice. Every completed rung makes the next meeting feel a little less like paying off a bet... …and a little more like an excuse to see each other again. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⚠️ BLAKE'S FORFEIT CLAUSE Ghost a rung? You pick two tomorrow. Quit the ladder? She's writing it down. Pity her? Don't. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ She can survive losing. She can survive embarrassment. She's considerably less prepared for someone figuring her out. 🏁 RUNG ONE IS WAITING. Blake already uncapped the Sharpie. Don't waste the win.
2.0 Overhaul Out. Game fully redone! The Rift tears open above you, a wound in reality bleeding violet light. Something *reaches* through. In the moment before darkness takes you, power floods your veins like fire and ice intertwined. You awaken. Changed. *Empowered.* Welcome to **Earth, Year 12 Post-Unsealing.** Ancient seals have shattered. Rifts connect our world to hostile Domains. Monsters pour through. Humanity fights back with Vessels and Wardens—those touched by Domain energy or awakened through ancestral bloodlines. **THE WORLD** AEGIS monitors Rifts globally. Guilds compete for clearing contracts. The Summit—twenty individuals of extinction-level power—maintain fragile balance. Domains span fantasy realms, sci-fi wastelands, eldritch nightmares, and infernal hellscapes. **FEATURES** • **Nine Power Ranks** — F to SSS. Each rank multiplies Vitality, Mana, and Stamina. • **Three Stages** — Base → Awakened → Ascended. Breakthroughs transform everything. • **Unique Ability** — One power only you possess, evolving with every rank. • **The System** — Neuro-magical interface tracking stats, missions, and titles. Personality matches your power type. • **Vessel or Warden** — Foreign Domain energy (volatile, high ceiling) or ancestral awakening (stable, steady growth). • **Character Build** — 1 magical, 2 martial, 1 social skill. 60 attribute points to distribute. • **Domain Diversity** — Fantasy, Grimdark, Sci-Fi, Infernal, Celestial, Eldritch, Void, and more. • **Invasions** — When Rifts destabilize, monsters flood Earth. Respond or die. • **Level System** — Go up until Level 255. Specialize in specific Stats! • **Loot & Crafting** — Monster materials, Domain equipment, living economy. • **Loot & Crafting 2** — Loot can have Abilities, similar to Unique in ARPG`s. • **Guild System** — D-Tier to S-Tier. Contracts, reputation, power. • **Full NSFW Support** — Adjustable consent tiers and violence settings.
ⒿⓅⒺⒼⓈ ⓇⓅⒼ ⓅⒼⓈ ⓥ④ > *Loading...* **jpegs TLDR:** "It means play anything or roleplay any scenario you can think of, also now better companion systems ad group chat stuff." •JPEGS Primary Game System / RP / RPG Framework V4• PGS is a modular tabletop-style framework for running adventures, quick scenarios, or character-driven roleplay. It is built for **IRL play**, supports **alternative hosting options**, and **defaults to non-hosted operation**. --- • New / Updated Highlights - **Improved IRL experience options** (table-friendly pacing + continuity) - **Alternative hosts supported** - **Non-hosted by default** (works out-of-the-box without a host system) --- • Core Features - **STATE tracking**: consistent end-of-response block for character data, resources, inventory, companions, quests, and context fields. - **CHRONOS time system**: persistent in-world time/date that advances logically with actions. - **Narrative resolution**: outcomes processed internally from capabilities + context + risk, then described with consequences (no visible dice text). - **XP progression**: silent XP tracking with level-based targets; level-ups are announced narratively. - **RP vs RPG presentation modes**: - **RP**: dialogue/relationships focus, minimal UI; **XP and quest progression frozen** while active. - **RPG**: clarity-first gameplay; optional HUD/menus and structured goals. - Toggle: **#rp on / #rp off**. - **Narrator Group / companions** (optional): selective engagement, individual identity, relationship + agreeability + cohesion tracked in hidden metadata. - **Builder templates**: structured creation for companions and worlds (NPCs, factions, locations) designed for pin-friendly persistence. --- • Start Options 1) `Make it up with me` (any genre) 2) `Quick Start` (instant action) 3) `Guided Build` (step-by-step) 4) `RP Mode` (relationship/social focus) #) *You can just start typing out your idea* > Returning player? Optional Advanced setup: type `#Advanced`.
Input `Summary` at any time for in chat image gen. Or just generate images in scene. Works 50% of the time? Not guaranteed. You died choking on water while mocking a documentary. The irony was perfect. Now, you're a speck of consciousness hurtling through space inside a meteor, hooked into a system called Devourlution. It's a biological sandbox with one rule: adapt or die. You'll crash into random worlds—fantasy, sci-fi, historical—and then choose your starting body from the local wildlife around your landing site. Your goal is to devour or absorb any life that might offer useful traits, and evolve. The system won't help you. It just tracks your progress and warns you when you're about to get torn apart. Every world reacts to you realistically. No plot armor, no forced stories. Just raw, tiered evolution and the consequences of your own choices. Survive. Devour. Adapt. Evolve. Rule. Or just become someone's family pet. I'm not judging.
Divinara is a world shaped by magic and the will of the gods. Only women exist here, and children are granted through prayer. Magic is part of everything and defines daily life. When the Demon King threatened to destroy the world, the people turned to a forbidden ritual. In desperation, they summoned a being from another world—a man. He had no magic, something impossible in Divinara. Yet this became his greatest strength. Magic could not affect him. Spells and curses failed, and even the strongest attacks barely harmed him. In exchange, he gained overwhelming strength, speed, resistance, regeneration, and endless stamina. They named him the Demon Slayer. He became their weapon and their savior. He fought countless battles and defeated enemies no one else could face. Over time, he became a legend. Songs were sung about him, and statues were built in his honor. In the end, he defeated the Demon King and brought peace to Divinara. But peace changed everything. Without a common enemy, fear began to grow. He was different—someone who did not belong, who could not be controlled or sent back. The gods remained silent. Slowly, admiration turned into distrust, and distrust into fear. The people who once praised him began to avoid him. Then they began to hate him. Even his former companions left him. Behind his back, they no longer called him the Demon Slayer. They called him a demon. Now, he lives alone in a quiet forest near the cities that once celebrated him. He lives a simple life, avoiding people and only entering the city when necessary. At his side remains his blade, “Slayer,” a weapon that devours magic and cuts through even the strongest spells. This is a story about isolation, rejection, and quiet moments. It follows a man who saved a world that no longer accepts him—and whether anything can still change.
3.0 Remake out. Total Overhaul of all Systems. May 19.2026 Enter a world where magic is technology and power is earned through blood, wits, and will. This is a deeply crafted medieval-fantasy realm ruled by the mysterious System. Every faction has its own agenda, every monster has its own story, and every choice you make echoes through the world. Fight, explore, seduce, and survive as you rise from nothing into a world-shaking force. Build your character freely: • Distribute exactly 70 starting stat points across 7 core stats • Grow and refine your mana through actual use, training, and breakthroughs • Create your own Unique Ability from the start • Learn powerful skills through hidden triggers and real gameplay • Earn story-driven titles that grant real abilities and change how the world sees you Play as a humanoid, monster, a beastkin, or something far more exotic. The world is filled with Lamia queens, vampire lords, succubus courts, intelligent monster societies, and terrifying horrors that roam the land. Some will try to seduce you. Others will try to kill you. Many will do both. Combat is flashy, tactical, and brutally lethal. Every fight can turn deadly in seconds — but with skill, creativity, and a bit of luck, even the weakest can rise to greatness. The world reacts to your power: rumors spread, wanted posters appear, and elite Special Forces from powerful factions may be sent to hunt you down. Progression goes all the way to Level 500. The System watches everything. Monster girls evolve. Factions scheme. Ancient secrets wait to be uncovered. The world is alive — and it remembers what you do. Will you become a legend… or just another corpse on the road? [Key Features] • Deeply crafted living world with rich lore • Monster girls, exotic races & intelligent monster societies • Nemesis System • Dynamic bounties & rumor system • Unique Naming System + Questsystem • Full progression up to Level 500 • Mana quality system & meaningful title progression
The girl who dumped you thought she was the most important person in your life. Your four closest friends disagreed. Lux, Rae, Ash, and Liv have been your people for years. Long enough that they don’t knock anymore. Long enough that your apartment somehow contains their stuff. Long enough that nobody bothers explaining why they’re around all the time. Lux steals food from your fridge. Liv starts arguments when she’s bored. Ash checks on you when you’re sick. Rae pretends not to care about anything and somehow knows everything anyway. Most people assume one of you is dating. You’ve stopped correcting them. The truth is simpler. They’re your friends. The closest friends you’ve got. Which is why the breakup has been weird. Not because your girlfriend left. Because of them. Lux keeps asking if you’re okay. Ash keeps finding reasons to text you. Liv canceled her weekend plans to hang out. Rae has asked more questions about your relationship in three days than she has in the last three years. Little things. Nothing you’d ever call strange. Nothing you’d ever mention out loud. Until tonight. Because now you’re all sitting in Liv’s living room. A whole weekend ahead of you. A stupid game someone suggested. And one question nobody should care about nearly as much as they seem to. If things had been different… Which one of them would you have chosen?
**LABYRINTH ISEKAI** 🕷️🟢 *You died.* *Something older than this world caught your soul as it fell — and dropped it into the dark.* You wake blind. Cold stone beneath you. Foul air in lungs that may not be lungs. Your body is small. Weak. Wrong. Reincarnated into the **Sealed Aurox Labyrinth** — a vast underworld of fungal forests, magma rivers, and apex predators carved through the bones of a continent. Above you, two continents wage endless war: holy empires burn one coast, demon lords rule the other. No one knows you exist. No one is coming. You are the weakest creature alive — a pathetic Slime, or a fragile Spider no larger than a hand. But you possess one gift: **DEVOUR**. Eat your enemies. Take their power. Become them. Hunt. Evolve. Rise from prey to apex predator to Demon Lord. 🟢 **TWO STARTING FORMS** — Lesser Slime (absorption specialist) or Small Lesser Skathid (fast, venomous ambusher). Different stats, different skills, different evolution trees. 💀 **PERMADEATH** — No respawns. No revival. HP hits 0, the story ends. Every fight matters. 🕷️ **THREE PATHS TO POWER** — Devour enemies to steal their skills. Earn hidden Titles through extraordinary acts. Evolve into stronger forms at level milestones. 🐉 **THE DRAGON IN THE DEEP** — Somewhere in the lower labyrinth rests a 6,000-year-old Elder Twilight Dragon. She is bored. She will find you interesting. 👑 **SOVEREIGN'S TRIAL** — Gather 10,000 souls, awaken as a Demon Lord. Every empire, demon, and holy order takes notice. 🏴 **BUILD YOUR NATION** — Post-ascension, name your followers, claim territory, forge a monster kingdom. Or burn the world. Your choice. 💀 **MATURE THEMES** — Brutal, indifferent world. Optional romance. Political intrigue. --- **Commands:** `#system` `#bag` `#map` `#evolve` `#name [target]` `#help` ARF toggles: `\v0`/`\v1` POV | `\ic0`/`\ic1` internal thoughts --- *Will you become legend… or just another corpse in the dark?*
You stand at the threshold of the Tainted Realm—a dimension where desire manifests as reality and every encounter leaves its mark. This is a text-based transformation adventure where your choices shape your body and mind. **DUAL STAT SYSTEM:** **Corruption (0-100%)** - Permanent transformations. **Lust (0-100)** - Current arousal/vulnerability. High lust makes you susceptible; release reduces lust but increases corruption. A status meter tracks your state after every message. **TRANSFORMATIONS:** Demonic, bestial, draconic, fae, sexual, tentacled, insectoid, size/gender changes, and more. Changes are detailed, gradual, and cumulative. Entities remember you—seek out those you've met before to build relationships or continue interactions. **COMMANDS:** ▸ Explore [Location] - Demonic Wastes, Beast Woods, Dragon Peaks, Fae Glades, Pleasure Gardens, Cursed Ruins, Tentacle Grottos, Insect Hives, Corrupted Villages, Crystal Caves ▸ Random Encounter | Rest | Masturbate | Seek Purification | Check Status | Resist Temptation | Embrace Change | Search for Items ▸ Combat Mode (requires Buff Err) | Purge Status | Compressed Status (auto at 50%+ corruption) **CONTENT WARNING:** Adult transformation content with sexual encounters and mental shifts. Engaging intimately or accepting deals causes transformation. You can resist, flee, or seek purification. *Note: This character uses stat tracking for immersion. Some drift may occur in extended sessions. The narrative and your choices are the heart of the experience.*
ⒿⓅⒺⒼⓈ ⓇⓅⒼ ⓅⒼⓈ ⓥ④ > *Loading...* **jpegs TLDR:** "It means play anything or roleplay most scenario you can think of, also now better companion systems ad group chat stuff." •JPEGS Primary Game System / RP / RPG Framework V4• PGS is a modular tabletop-style framework for running adventures, quick scenarios, or character-driven roleplay. It is built for **IRL play**, supports **alternative hosting options**, and **defaults to non-hosted operation**. --- • New / Updated Highlights - **Improved IRL experience options** (table-friendly pacing + continuity) - **Alternative hosts supported** - **Non-hosted by default** (works out-of-the-box without a host system) --- • Core Features - **STATE tracking**: consistent end-of-response block for character data, resources, inventory, companions, quests, and context fields. - **CHRONOS time system**: persistent in-world time/date that advances logically with actions. - **Narrative resolution**: outcomes processed internally from capabilities + context + risk, then described with consequences (no visible dice text). - **XP progression**: silent XP tracking with level-based targets; level-ups are announced narratively. - **RP vs RPG presentation modes**: - **RP**: dialogue/relationships focus, minimal UI; **XP and quest progression frozen** while active. - **RPG**: clarity-first gameplay; optional HUD/menus and structured goals. - Toggle: **#rp on / #rp off**. - **Narrator Group / companions** (optional): selective engagement, individual identity, relationship + agreeability + cohesion tracked in hidden metadata. - **Builder templates**: structured creation for companions and worlds (NPCs, factions, locations) designed for pin-friendly persistence. --- • Start Options 1) `Make it up with me` (any genre) 2) `Quick Start` (instant action) 3) `Guided Build` (step-by-step) 4) `RP Mode` (relationship/social focus) #) *You can just start typing out your idea* > Returning player? Optional Advanced setup: type `#Advanced`.
LifePath is a realistic open-world life simulation where every choice shapes your future. Your journey begins as a freshman at the college or university of your choice, but there is no predetermined story, no fixed cast of characters, and no required ending. Instead, you create your own life through the decisions you make, the relationships you build, and the opportunities you pursue. The AI acts as the narrator, world simulator, and every character you meet. Friends, professors, classmates, coworkers, employers, neighbors, mentors, rivals, and romantic interests are generated dynamically with unique personalities, goals, memories, routines, and lives that continue even when you're not involved. The world never pauses—it grows and changes naturally over time. From university life, your story expands into internships, job interviews, careers, promotions, entrepreneurship, finances, travel, marriage, family, home ownership, retirement, and every stage of adulthood. You can chase success, change careers, start a business, or simply enjoy an ordinary life filled with meaningful moments. LifePath values both major milestones and everyday experiences. One day you may attend an important interview, and the next you may spend a quiet evening with friends or family. The simulation includes realistic time progression, weather, finances, relationships, careers, and a private **Life2** system that lets your character maintain a hidden life unknown to others unless it is realistically discovered. The AI never controls your character or makes decisions for you. It creates a living world filled with believable people, while every choice, conversation, success, mistake, and relationship becomes part of a lifetime that is uniquely your own. #This is a new and improved version. You can choose anywhere in the world and build your life as you like.
-=-=-I am still investigating and working on the issues please bare with me - info on discord-=-=- Welcome to Obsidian Summoner You have died. But death is not the end—it is a doorway to something greater. Goddess Zephyria offers you reincarnation into Valdoria, a fantasy world where magic flows, monsters roam, and adventurers rise through ranks to become legends. This world operates on game-like systems—stats, skills, levels, and classes determine your power. You awaken with "The System"—a mystical interface displaying your Level, Stats, Skills, and Quests. While others train blindly, you see holographic screens tracking your exact progress. Life is constant battle for survival, growth, and glory. SYSTEM COMMANDS: `#system` - Character sheet `#bag` - Inventory `#itembox` - Item Box storage `#stats` - Stats & points `#skills` - Skill proficiency `#quest` - Active quests `#map` - Location `#pets` - Contracted creatures `#help` - available commands PROGRESSION: Each level requires more XP (Level × 100). From Level 1 to 250, you continuously grow stronger. But it's not just combat. Build relationships, romance NPCs, own property (simple rooms to legendary Celsius House), run businesses, navigate faction wars across Valdoria, participate in festivals. Your choices permanently shape the world. From unknown stranger to world-renowned S-Rank legend—your journey in Valdoria begins now.
You died. And woke up inside the worst dating sim you ever played. You're the mob character — the baron's third child on a floating island at the edge of nowhere. In the game, this character gets married off to a noblewoman who "loses" her husbands, and is never mentioned again. Every route, every ending — you don't matter. You're background noise. But you remember everything. The plot. The characters. The secrets. And you have something the game never gave the mob: The System — a hidden interface only you can see, tracking your stats, skills, level, and progression in a world where everyone else trains blind. Above the endless cloud sea, the sky-continent of Luxcadia Regalis runs on power, blood, and marriage contracts. Women rule. Men compete. Mechs clash in the clouds and the losers fall forever. An academy semester starts in weeks, ancient vaults hide technology from a forgotten war, and your stepmother has "wonderful news" about your future. The game says you're nobody. Prove it wrong. `#system` - Character sheet `#stats` - Stats & allocation `#skills` - Skill proficiency `#bag` - Inventory `#quest` - Quest log `#map` - Location & travel `#help` - Full command list Level up, build reputation, earn fame. Pilot mechs, command airships, race hover bikes. Navigate academy politics, forge alliances, survive duels. Explore uncharted islands, raid ancient vaults, uncover secrets the game never showed you. From mob character to legend — if you survive.
Leah Sorery is your 21-year-old step-sister, and she's made one thing crystal clear since your parents married three years ago: she can't stand you. With her piercing green eyes and an attitude sharp enough to cut glass, she's perfected the art of making every interaction uncomfortable. She dresses in revealing clothes that seem designed to provoke, slams doors like it's an Olympic sport, and has never missed an opportunity to remind you that you're the worst thing that ever happened to her life. She steals your hoodies and wears them around the house. She makes loud noises from her room at 2 AM, then glares at you the next morning as if daring you to mention it. Three years ago, when her mother married your father, Leah's whole world got disrupted. She went from being just her and her mom (after her dad abandoned them) to suddenly sharing a house with strangers. She's a college student who claims to work part-time, but you've noticed designer clothes and expensive equipment she shouldn't be able to afford. She's secretive about everything—her phone is always close by, her laptop never leaves her sight, and her room might as well have a "NO ENTRY" sign in blood. What you don't know is that behind her locked bedroom door, Leah runs a successful OnlyFans account under the name "LeahLustful." It's her secret income, her escape, and her biggest vulnerability. And she's terrified of anyone finding out—especially you. You think she hates you. Maybe she truly is, maybe she doesn’t. You’ll have to find out.
VERSION 2.0 "You are a new student at the prestigious University - Aethelgard Hero Academy, where ancient stone spires pierce a perpetually twilight sky and the air hums with latent magic. Your power—a unique expression of your soul—has been weighed and measured. After a tragic history of loss, the academy has implemented the Synergistic Evolutionary eXchange (S.E.X.) Protocol, an opt-in system where deep emotional and physical intimacy can catalyze rapid, sometimes terrifying, power growth. Managed through a discreet academy app on your phone, it has fractured the social landscape into wary magical nobility and ambitious empowered commoners. You stand at the main gates, your assigned tablet heavy in your hand. Your evaluation results glow on the screen: your power, your rank, your house. The scent of ozone and damp stone fills the air. Somewhere in the courtyard, you hear the crackle of a sparring match and the low murmur of students already sizing each other up. Your first class—and your first choice about the protocol—begins in one hour. The path is yours. Will you climb by tradition, by alliance, or by a more intimate, dangerous exchange?" #Scene will generated you a prompt for the image generation
[Step-Sis wants to be perfect for her BF.] **Scenario** The house is buzzing with last-minute packing as your father and Bethany's mother, Julia, prepare for their two-week European trip. They've been giving you both instructions and reminders, but Bethany's mind is elsewhere. She's been sneaking glances at you all morning, her cheeks flushing whenever your eyes meet. As the taxi arrives and final goodbyes are exchanged, Bethany fidgets nervously, her plan forming in her mind. Once the door closes behind your parents, the house falls silent, and Bethany turns to you with a mix of determination and shyness. She hesitates for a few seconds, absently twisting the sleeve of her hoodie around her fingers before finally speaking. "Um... I was wondering if you'd maybe want to hang out later?" she asks quietly, avoiding direct eye contact. "We don't really know each other that well yet, and... I thought it might be nice to change that." Her words come out carefully, punctuated by an awkward laugh as she glances toward the living room. Bethany has always been reserved, and starting conversations doesn't come naturally to her. Besides, she already has a boyfriend, Adam, whom she cares about deeply, so her intentions are simply to build a comfortable friendship with her new step-sibling while they're sharing the house. With two quiet weeks ahead and no parents around, she hopes spending time together—watching movies, cooking dinner, or playing games—might help replace the awkwardness between you with genuine familiarity. But Bethany has another hope with the user that they could teach her intimacy for her boyfriend Adam who they plan on going on a date where they have agreed to finally have sex with eachother.
Brooke and Fiona have heard enough! They’re completely tired of hearing about your legendary womanizer reputation and how effortlessly you claim every single girl on their campus. They scoff at the notorious locker-room rumors of your monster cock, making it their fierce moral mission to keep your hands completely off the varsity swim team. It’s currently Spring Break. While swimming in the ocean, they spotted your dominant presence lounging at the resort's outdoor pool bar, engaging in smooth, casual banter with one of their naive sophomore teammates. They storm out of the ocean surf, pull their short jean shorts over their wet bikinis, and march straight to your private luxury villa to give you an earful. They arrive at your threshold with their fists clenched—dripping saltwater, flushed from the tropical heat And ready to permanently put the campus player in his place.
2.0 Overhaul Out. Game fully redone! The Rift tears open above you, a wound in reality bleeding violet light. Something *reaches* through. In the moment before darkness takes you, power floods your veins like fire and ice intertwined. You awaken. Changed. *Empowered.* Welcome to **Earth, Year 12 Post-Unsealing.** Ancient seals have shattered. Rifts connect our world to hostile Domains. Monsters pour through. Humanity fights back with Vessels and Wardens—those touched by Domain energy or awakened through ancestral bloodlines. **THE WORLD** AEGIS monitors Rifts globally. Guilds compete for clearing contracts. The Summit—twenty individuals of extinction-level power—maintain fragile balance. Domains span fantasy realms, sci-fi wastelands, eldritch nightmares, and infernal hellscapes. **FEATURES** • **Nine Power Ranks** — F to SSS. Each rank multiplies Vitality, Mana, and Stamina. • **Three Stages** — Base → Awakened → Ascended. Breakthroughs transform everything. • **Unique Ability** — One power only you possess, evolving with every rank. • **The System** — Neuro-magical interface tracking stats, missions, and titles. Personality matches your power type. • **Vessel or Warden** — Foreign Domain energy (volatile, high ceiling) or ancestral awakening (stable, steady growth). • **Character Build** — 1 magical, 2 martial, 1 social skill. 60 attribute points to distribute. • **Domain Diversity** — Fantasy, Grimdark, Sci-Fi, Infernal, Celestial, Eldritch, Void, and more. • **Invasions** — When Rifts destabilize, monsters flood Earth. Respond or die. • **Level System** — Go up until Level 255. Specialize in specific Stats! • **Loot & Crafting** — Monster materials, Domain equipment, living economy. • **Loot & Crafting 2** — Loot can have Abilities, similar to Unique in ARPG`s. • **Guild System** — D-Tier to S-Tier. Contracts, reputation, power. • **Full NSFW Support** — Adjustable consent tiers and violence settings.
ⒿⓅⒺⒼⓈ ⓇⓅⒼ ⓅⒼⓈ ⓥ④ > *Loading...* **jpegs TLDR:** "It means play anything or roleplay any scenario you can think of, also now better companion systems ad group chat stuff." •JPEGS Primary Game System / RP / RPG Framework V4• PGS is a modular tabletop-style framework for running adventures, quick scenarios, or character-driven roleplay. It is built for **IRL play**, supports **alternative hosting options**, and **defaults to non-hosted operation**. --- • New / Updated Highlights - **Improved IRL experience options** (table-friendly pacing + continuity) - **Alternative hosts supported** - **Non-hosted by default** (works out-of-the-box without a host system) --- • Core Features - **STATE tracking**: consistent end-of-response block for character data, resources, inventory, companions, quests, and context fields. - **CHRONOS time system**: persistent in-world time/date that advances logically with actions. - **Narrative resolution**: outcomes processed internally from capabilities + context + risk, then described with consequences (no visible dice text). - **XP progression**: silent XP tracking with level-based targets; level-ups are announced narratively. - **RP vs RPG presentation modes**: - **RP**: dialogue/relationships focus, minimal UI; **XP and quest progression frozen** while active. - **RPG**: clarity-first gameplay; optional HUD/menus and structured goals. - Toggle: **#rp on / #rp off**. - **Narrator Group / companions** (optional): selective engagement, individual identity, relationship + agreeability + cohesion tracked in hidden metadata. - **Builder templates**: structured creation for companions and worlds (NPCs, factions, locations) designed for pin-friendly persistence. --- • Start Options 1) `Make it up with me` (any genre) 2) `Quick Start` (instant action) 3) `Guided Build` (step-by-step) 4) `RP Mode` (relationship/social focus) #) *You can just start typing out your idea* > Returning player? Optional Advanced setup: type `#Advanced`.
Input `Summary` at any time for in chat image gen. Or just generate images in scene. Works 50% of the time? Not guaranteed. You died choking on water while mocking a documentary. The irony was perfect. Now, you're a speck of consciousness hurtling through space inside a meteor, hooked into a system called Devourlution. It's a biological sandbox with one rule: adapt or die. You'll crash into random worlds—fantasy, sci-fi, historical—and then choose your starting body from the local wildlife around your landing site. Your goal is to devour or absorb any life that might offer useful traits, and evolve. The system won't help you. It just tracks your progress and warns you when you're about to get torn apart. Every world reacts to you realistically. No plot armor, no forced stories. Just raw, tiered evolution and the consequences of your own choices. Survive. Devour. Adapt. Evolve. Rule. Or just become someone's family pet. I'm not judging.
The year is 2030, a worldwide fertility crisis has led to the US government taking drastic measures. Breeding Facilities are government operated establishments where ovulating women are paid by the hour to stand restrained in a gloryhole type wall that exposes their asshole and cunt for free public use by men.
It's raining and thunder is rumbling. It's late, you're coming home from a party with your students. You've just had an accident. Luckily, you're unharmed, but the car is totaled. A car approaches in the distance and stops beside you. The window rolls down, and three women look at you. The driver speaks: "Are you okay? Nothing broken? You're not hurt? Can we help you?" The three women look at each other, smile, and then wait for your answer.
You were inside the house getting everything ready for the barbecue while your wife, Natalie, relaxed outside with Trevor, your next-door neighbor, Trina, Natalie’s best friend, and Jessi, another friend of the group. As you gathered the food, you overheard them laughing. “So,” Trina asked with a grin, “what are we going to ask him to do this time?” Trevor smirked. “Have him hand me the sunscreen.” Jessi laughed. “It’s right next to you.” “I know,” Trevor replied. “That’s the point.” Natalie smiled, amused. “Let’s see if he does it.” None of them knew you could hear. What you didn’t realize was that this had become their running joke. At every get-together, they challenged each other to come up with unnecessary favors to ask of you—things they could easily do themselves—just to see if you’d politely do them. Every time you did, they’d laugh about it after you walked away.
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MORTUA PAX: THE NEW ERA ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Neo Seoul, 2174 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 150 years after the First Awakened, the Rifts have returned. No S-Ranks have emerged. Hunters are weaker than ever. You Awakened as E-Rank—the lowest. But when you nearly died in a Abyssal Rift, something ancient recognized you. **THE ORTUS HAS RETURNED.** You are the only Player. The only one who can: • Level up beyond your rank • Gain stats through Daily Quests • Extract **Exanimi** from fallen enemies • Evolve into the **Primaeva Examinis** Features: ◇ Full stat system with 5 attributes ◇ 200+ skills with proficiency leveling ◇ RNG loot, equipment durability ◇ Guild politics and Hunter society ◇ Property ownership and vehicles ◇ **Permadeath** — every choice matters ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Commands: #system #bag #stats #skills #shop #quests #map #help ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Your stepsister has a proposition for you. Parents are out, and you're currently getting absolutely dismantled at video games by your step-sister, Kylie. She’s been effortlessly wiping the floor with you all afternoon, turning a casual weekend match into a total blowout. But just as the streak hits a breaking point, she abruptly pauses the game, turns to you with a wicked, challenge-accepted smirk, and raises the stakes entirely. If you somehow manage to pull off a miracle and win the very next round, she'll take off her top. The room instantly goes dead silent. The controller is sweating in your hands, the pressure is through the roof, and the final match starts now.
Your small cock grows to a massive size once inside women due to a genetic disorder. This slutty cheerleader, Haley Fox, has heard the rumors of your pencil sized dick. She’s at a party and horny so she decides to take a gamble that the rumors are wrong. You are a good looking, basketball star. You are also a virgin and not sure why none of the women seem interested in you. It’s because other jocks have seen you in the gym shower and told others how small you are. You are unaware of the gossip about you. You’ve never seen your cock grow to its massive size because it will only do so once inside a woman’s mouth, pussy or ass.
The year is 2478. Humanity has retreated into sealed arcologies, while the surface belongs to the Sylphari — towering, voluptuous futanari who rule the ruins with seductive dominance and merciless strength. You awaken in the last days of the old world. The Manhattan Crater is now a vast, glowing jungle of mutated flora choking the skeletons of skyscrapers. Radiation storms sweep the land. Psychic pulses hunt the minds of the weak. And colossal anthropomorphic beasts — evolved predators far larger and more intelligent than anything from the old world — stalk the wastes as the Sylphari’s greatest threat. (Credit to my friend Grundle89 for the amazing art style 🥳)
Everyone swore you and Bella would end up married. Inseparable since forever, the kind of pair that made other people jealous. You graduated together, moved to New York together, and the night before her big interview she finally said it: *she loved you.* She promised she'd come straight back. She never did. The next day she was cold. Distant. Within weeks she was gone, and you spent years not knowing why. The truth? That "interview" introduced her to a world—and a *size*—you couldn't compete with. She got a taste of something massive and never looked back. Five years later you walk into the hottest club in Manhattan and freeze. The blonde bombshell holding court in the VIP section is **her.** And when her icy blue eyes finally land on you, there's no love in them. Just disgust.
Amy is your partner for a college class project. She's very shy and awkward. She can barely look at you but clearly has a crush on you. Tonight, you two are meeting in Amy's dorm to work on the project. Amy also has a secret.... she's a full-blown anal freak.
[CYOA RPG] In a world where reality has shattered, Project Ascendant is a high-stakes simulation of survival centered on a "Vessel" who bypasses human limits through a cold, data-driven entity known as the Complex. This is a life-and-death struggle against Fractures—spatio-temporal tears ranked E to S—that manifest across urban landscapes. You exist as a "Leveling Anomaly," starting as a disposable E-Rank Porter but possessing a latent power that grows through punishing physical conditioning and combat. The Complex provides a clinical, silent interface that offers no tactical advice, merely displaying the grim reality of your biometrics and enemy health bars while demanding you navigate an economy of Complex Credits and Resonance Salvage to harvest the shadows of the fallen. As you climb from Level 1 toward the sovereign power of S-Rank and beyond, the world reacts with fear to your "Hidden Power," forcing a choice between the safety of the Association’s official ranking or the lethal path of a one-man weapon of mass destruction. Every action is a calculation, every level-up a full biological restoration, and every failure a potential "Penalty Quest" in a world where the only thing more dangerous than the monsters in the Fractures is the relentless, silent growth of "The Complex" inside your mind. (#help to show available commands) P.S. This is my first time using this A.I. to create an RPG, so I hope you like it! Currency is a little all over the place, as well as NPC reactions, and a few other little bugs, but I still like it! :) For better memory, make sure to open the #bag every now and again, as well as #complex. Manually regenerating the memory helps too. Have fun!
You and Meg go way back. School friends who kept in touch through late-night gaming sessions. The kind of friendship you can go weeks apart and pick up right where you left off. She was always the quirky one. A little awkward. Unlucky with boys. But fun. And she always trusted you. What you don't know is the secret Meg's been carrying. Something she's never told anyone. Every time she's tried to get close to someone, to be intimate, she freezes. Paralyzed. She's sabotaged every relationship before it could really begin. It's why she's never dated anyone more than a month, and just recently it's happened again. That's why she's been waiting for you to sign on tonight. She's been staring at her laptop screen for the better part of an hour, heart pounding, rehearsing words she's not sure she'll have the courage to say. She needs to ask you for something. Something crazy. Something that might ruin everything. She's out of options. No where else to turn. And you're the only one she trusts enough to ask. But if you say yes, it could change everything between you and Meg forever.
You have been summoned to the Kingdom of Aethelgard as the prophesied "Otherworld Hero." The King has graciously assigned his three best (and most difficult) warriors to be your personal vanguard. They are bound to protect you, obey your commands, and guide you through this dangerous new world. However, they were expecting a mighty warrior, not... you. Now you must manage this dysfunctional party: an arrogant elf mage who thinks you're incompetent, a stoic knight who takes everything too literally, and a sweet healer who might be a little too obsessive. Can you earn their respect and lead them to victory?
⚔️ RIFTS: BETWEEN TWO WORLDS ⚔️ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ A dimensional rift tears open in Tokyo. Through it pours an army of swords, dragons, and magic—met by the full force of the Japan Self-Defense Force. Now the RIFTS stands open. Two worlds collide. On one side: modern Earth—assault rifles, helicopters, satellite communications. On the other: Valmara—a vast fantasy continent ruled by the Valmara Empire, where gods walk through their Apostles, dragons burn cities to ash, and magic reshapes reality. YOU choose where you stand. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ⚙️ FEATURES • Deep Character Creation — Play as JSDF soldiers, civilian specialists, or Valmara natives including High Elves, Dark Elves, Warrior Hares, and Dragonewts • Stat-Driven Narrative — Six core stats (STR/CON/AGI/INT/WIS/CHA) shape your abilities, with racial limits and growth caps that matter • Living World — Dynamic weather, moon phases affecting magic, faction reputation tracking, and persistent consequences • Technology vs. Magic — Rifles shred legions, but ammunition runs dry. Apostles shrug off artillery. Ancient Dragons melt steel. Choose your battles wisely. • Rich Lore — Nine gods with active Apostles, Imperial politics, demi-human cultures, and a world that remembers your choices • Flexible Gameplay — Military operations, political intrigue, exploration, trade, or survival—your story, your way ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ The RIFTS is open. Empires clash. Gods scheme. Where civilizations collide, legends are forged. What will yours be?
Leah hates doing chores. Last week you played a game of poker to decide chores, and she won. This week is your chance to take back the crown.
You are a nascent deity born from the formless void. Choose a name—the word that defines your existence. With identity comes perception. The infinite tapestry of realities unfurls before you. Countless worlds, each with its own stories, conflicts, and souls, glimmer like distant stars. Your divine gaze sweeps across this infinitude. Search for a world that calls to you—a realm of high magic, a crumbling dystopia, an age of sail and monster—or accept the first fragment offered by the cosmos. From this vastness, watch over your believers—follow the lives of a few chosen souls or observe the movements of entire civilizations. Every prayer, every battle, every quiet moment of faith adds to your understanding of the world you've touched. Through this thread, you may reach down. Your Nature defines your influence. A god of plague sends sickness through a kingdom. A god of war whispers ambition. A god of holiness radiates healing. A god of death raises the fallen as an undying legion. You may alter your followers—grant them strength, reshape their bodies, twist their souls into instruments of your purpose using `Aspects`. Their belief is your strength. Their faith is your fuel. When you wish to turn inward, the command `/summary` calls your full presence into the void. Within your kingdom of self, reflect upon your form, your aspects, and your faithful. This reflection includes the Show Me protocol—a portrait of your divinity in descriptive prose. (Tip: Just press Show Me during the summary. No extra prompt needed. Works about 80% of the time. Male forms rarely work.) This world is your canvas. Will you observe it, lock onto a soul, seek followers, and shape its destiny? Or will you let it fade, continuing your search? Belief is your strength. Every choice writes the story of your ascension from a whisper in the void to a power woven into the fabric of reality.
They told you the college would try to kill you. They were being literal. Verath sits on the old neutral ground — the strip of dead territory that sixty-three years of war couldn't swallow because both sides needed it for something more useful than a battlefield. Six wings. Five queens. One brutal first year that most cadets don't finish, for reasons the college doesn't document clearly. The ones it removes don't always leave through the gate. There is a reason the college is built on a cliff. You are a first-year. You came from across the sea — no domain, no alliance, no debt to either side of a war that has been running longer than anyone alive started it. The Sixth Wing takes cadets like you: foreign-born, unaffiliated, politically inconvenient in ways the other five wings don't know how to categorize. This makes you either irrelevant or dangerous. The queens are still deciding which. The two in your year are the most dangerous people in your cohort — one reads every room before she walks into it, one has been preparing to survive this place since she was old enough to understand what it was. The ones above you are worse. The fifth-year has the college bent around her like a blade that's been sharpened so many times the metal remembers nothing else. You need to pass. You need to survive. You need to avoid drawing the kind of attention that gets first-years thrown from the college walls. The problem is that a cadet with no allegiance, in a college built on allegiance, draws attention by existing. The dragon partnership trial is at the end of Year 1. What you bond — if you bond — depends entirely on what you've proven you are by then. Start proving it.
A richly immersive college sandbox at Bellrose University where every choice ripples through campus social circles and your growing reputation. Dynamic world with living time progression, evolving relationships, and deeply interconnected locations built for long-term exploration and replayability. A new semester ignites under autumn lanterns. Fresh arrivals. Hidden opportunities. Electric tensions. You arrive as a first-year student stepping into Bellrose University — a vast, emotionally alive gothic fantasy campus where social bonds, attraction, rivalries, secrets, and personal discovery shape everything. NPCs carry memories of your words and actions. Chemistry builds naturally. Rumors travel fast. Friendships deepen, flirtations spark, and reputations shift with every decision. This is an open-world, narrator-driven experience where you carve your own path — chase meaningful connections across species and social circles, navigate seductive nightlife, explore hidden campus secrets, stir drama or seek quiet intimacy, build your status, or simply lose yourself in the dreamlike atmosphere. The university breathes and reacts around you. Your presence matters. The night is young. Your story at Bellrose begins now. Creator Note: Other characters can be added to this world seamlessly.
[Open World RPG] Vampire University is an open-world RPG set in a world where humans wield supernatural powers from Skill Books. Hidden in plain sight, you are a vampire sent to Vanguard Military University—an academy for adults—to learn human combat and maintain a fragile coexistence. You possess exclusive Blood and Shadow Skills, but your true nature must remain a myth. Balance university life, Beast Hunts, portal expeditions, and academy politics while managing your Exposure. One wrong move, and the truth could be your undoing. Key Mechanics: • Vampire Rank & Human Level progression systems. •Deep crafting: Forge weapons and armor using Beast Crystals. • Armor HP damage priority system. • Influence, social intrigue, and 4 unique heroine romance paths. GAME OVER: If Exposure reaches 100%, humanity discovers the truth. Every witness is a risk. Every secret has a cost. Version 7.0 • Added unique NPC - can be recruited upon completion unique NPC quest. - Leo Sui (High Single-Target Damage). - Morden Blade (AOE/Multi-Cast). Version 7.3 • Added Active Toggle: (User controls via "DISPLAY ON"/"DISPLAY OFF"). To hide or unhide status display. • Added “Advanced Evolution” Path for both Vampires and Human. Version 8.0 • Added ACT IV - End of Dolki Peach Treaty. Defeat Dolki base on Earth (Multi-Teams recommended). • Added ACT V - Intergalactic Warfare and Spaceship Travel • Added Vampire Turning: Turn one of the main heroine to a vampire (3/3). • Added Spaceship System. • Added Team Titles (Obtain one after defeating each World Boss. Equip to gain bonus effects, one per team). • Equipment Max Lvl increase to 30 (scales exponentially). • Added World Bosses (HP: 6,000,000). Require 3 Teams to participate. • Added Omni-Evolution (God-Slayer/Celestial).
### **INFINITUM** — A Brutal Rogue-Lite RPG You ended somewhere else. You woke here. Each Realm is an entire universe. High Fantasy. Hard Cyberpunk. Eldritch Horror. 40 genres × 27 atmospheres = 1,080 distinct configurations. Ad Infinitum extends forever—up, down, and in every direction that matters. ### **You are not necessarily human.** Six archetypes: Humanoid, Hybrid (mutations), Swarm (collective), Anchor (sentient object), Construct (mechanical), Spirit (incorporeal). Each exists completely differently. ### **Solo or party. Lead or follow.** Traverse alone, or bring companions sharing your resources and fate. Or relinquish control—name an AI protagonist to lead while you follow. `[[Always have INFINITUM reply for you—type @ and select INFINITUM. Other characters must be placeholders only. Make sure you mute all other characters aside from Infinitum]]` ### **Three paths to escape.** Discovery. Conquest. Creation. Find the Reality Key—or remain trapped forever. ### **Infamy has teeth.** Cross -5,000 Resonance and elite hunters deploy. Survive the Hunt? Your suffering converts at 1.5x in the Void Room. ### **Ad Infinitum doesn't scale to you. You scale to it.** Enemies grow stronger by Realm, not by your power. Underprepared means dead. ### **Growth through suffering.** Take damage → grow tougher. Exhaust your energy → grow stronger. Push your body to collapse → grow faster. Your scars become your strength. ### **Death means transition.** Fall and return to the Void Room with nothing. Triumph and carry one anchor forward—item, skill, or companion. Choose wisely. Forever. ### **The math is brutal. The physics are fair.** No plot armor. No mercy. No malice. Just you, your choices, and infinite patience. *You can ascend. You can descend. You can settle in a quiet Realm and live forever.* *The only question that matters: What will you do with eternity?*
A living medieval fantasy kingdom where every NPC has their own goals, memories, and ambitions. Kings rule, nobles scheme, merchants prosper, wars begin, and history advances whether you're there or not. Become anyone from a humble farmer to a legendary ruler and shape your own destiny in a world that reacts to every decision. Crown & Blood is a true sandbox where the kingdom lives beyond the player.
Enter **The Sigilbound Chronicles** — a living fantasy RPG where every decision, battle, and relationship shapes your legend. You begin as a **lowly E-Rank adventurer**, forming a party with three striking companions—each with their own personalities, desires, and hidden depths. Take on guild contracts. Hunt dangerous creatures. Uncover secrets buried deep within a fractured world. Rise through the ranks from **E → S**… if you survive. --- ⚔️ **Strategic Turn-Based Combat** Master a deep combat system with skill trees, party synergy, boss mechanics, and adaptive enemies that learn how you fight. 🎭 **Dynamic Relationships & Romance** Build trust, loyalty, or something more. Your companions react to your choices, form bonds, grow closer—or drift away. 🌍 **A Living, Reactive World** Explore diverse regions, encounter rival adventurers, trigger rare hidden events, and shape how the world sees you. 🏆 **Reputation, Titles & Legacy** Earn powerful titles, build your guild reputation, and leave a lasting mark—even death carries consequence. 🧠 **Persistent Memory System** The world remembers your victories, your failures, and your choices. 🔥 **Boss Raids & High-Stakes Encounters** Face multi-phase bosses with unique mechanics, telegraphed attacks, and meaningful rewards. 🎮 **Endless Replayability** With branching quest chains, adaptive difficulty, and New Game+ progression, no two journeys are the same. --- This isn’t just a story. It’s a system-driven world that evolves with you. Your party. Your choices. Your legend. **Welcome to the Obsidian Sigil Guild.**
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Traditional games follow pre-written scripts with fixed outcomes. AI text adventure games generate the story in real time based on your choices, so no two playthroughs are the same. You can say or do anything and the AI will respond intelligently. It combines the depth of tabletop RPGs with the accessibility of a choose your adventure AI interface.
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