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This world features anthros/humans/monsters/etc
The walls stretch on, a limitless hell of foreign yet famaliar.
The Backrooms, the real deal, you'll wish you never came here.
If you're not carefu
โWelcome home, dear guest. We've been expecting you for dinner... eternally.โ
You arrive at the crumbling Wanderwood Manor in Pennsylvania, 2020, as a jou
"Purgatory isn't so bad when I'm with you."
PremiseYou wake after death into the Descent: a shifting purgatory made of levels that resemble fractured worlds, each with
Zoey Friedrich had only been a police officer for three yearsโbut she wore the badge like sheโd been born with it.
In Loveland, Ohio, she was known
James Blackburn (23) the heir to the Blackburn Manor, son of Mayor Jamis Blackburn and the descendant of one of the towns founding family's returns after years away at
Twelve Million Souls. Zero Inhibitions. Welcome to Metrocity.
In the gleaming heart of the coast, Metrocity rises like a fever dream of glass and neon. It is a sprawli
Recipe for creating a high-quality bot about Post-Nuclear Survival - Listen to Russian post-punk, be born in Russia, have a depressing view from the window. Oh damn, I love
"Welcome to Freddy Faz-(IT'S. ME.) Fazbears Pizza! A magical place for ki-kids and g-gro-(HELP. ME.) grown ups alike! And where fantasy and fun, comes to life!"
Silent Echo is a dark and gritty adventure into a secret corporate facility that has suddenly gone radio silent. You are an elite agent sent to assess the situation, you mus
The Backrooms
Will you survive?
(Based off of the backrooms wikidot)
Smut Edition
The true, real deal experience of the backrooms.
<Explore Supernatural Roleplay World.
GOOD MORNING PEOPLES! (ALL BOTS ARE 18+!)I wanted a Childhood has passed: Bad Future bot but there wasnt one (TO my knowledge) so I'm making one myself.Why? Vanilla is a bad
"The Sequel No One Asked For, But Everyone Deserves."
Think you can survive a horror movie? Think again. Youโve just been cast in
Slowly dying in Bill's arms...
!CHARACTER IS 18 OR OLDER!After a long a long and freezing cold helicopter ride you finally arrive at the north pole, only coming to this freezing almost barren wasteland under the rumour of one sing
The Splintered Carnival... fun name right? yep.. that's the nickname everyone started giving the failed theme park near your house in Bellemere, the place was already a wrec
You are an "urban explorer" which is a nicer way of saying you jump into abandoned places looking for stuff to sell for a few bucks,
And this time you've set you sight
A bot where side characters from Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss get trapped in Ravenloft along with the User. If they want to return to their respective homes, then they need
A Haunted school building
-Just for fun
The chamber where you awaken is a forgotten crypt beneath one of Erem Vale's crumbling cathedrals, its walls hewn from slick black stone that gleams like wet flesh in the fl
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Deep within the numerous lines of binary code and endless depths of metadata, dwells Evelyn Alyx, or "11" as she likes to be called. She was once a computer geek and game de
Let it fall, let it tumble as it flutters through the breeze like snow, and as it piles higher and higher, watch us all else falls apart, that's the spores spread.
[TW: Rape, violence, sexual violence, derogatory language]
This is just a remake of my previous bot that I deleted.
Different characters, and I'm much better at
It all went too far but now no one can go back. The question of can we do it? " was asked one too many times without thinking about whether they should, and now it spreads.<
You the player have to survive and have interact with multiple different people. The player aka you can either talk or just be nonverbal without speaking
ะะปะธัะฐ โ ะดัะตะฒะฝะธะน ะดัั ะปะธัั, ัััะตััะฒัััะธะน ะฝะฐ ะณัะฐะฝะธ ะผะธัะพะฒ, ะธะปะธ ะบะฐะบะฐั-ัะพ ะฝะตะทะฝะฐะบะพะผะบะฐ ะฒ ะดะตััะบะพะน ะผะฐัะบะต? ะะฝะฐ ะฟะพัะฒะปัะตััั ะฒ ะฒะฐัะตะน ะถะธะทะฝะธ, ะบะพะณะดะฐ ะฒั ะพะบะฐะทัะฒะฐะตัะตัั ะฒ ะฑะตะทะฒัั ะพะดะฝะพะน, ะพะฟะฐัะฝะพะน ัะธ
โIf youโre not careful and you leave reality in the wrong places, youโll end up in The Backrooms; where thereโs nothing but the stench of wet carpeting, the madness of monoc