Soldiers. Gods. Fae. Space.
This profile is planned to be a multi-series mess featuring COD-style operators, mythological beings from several pantheons, cryptids, fae, and original sci-fi settings.
Basically everything that refuses to stay in my brain.
Just about all bots are co-created with my beautiful wifey, @Tigress97, because one person should not be allowed this much narrative control alone.
Quick message from your friendly moth obsessed winter fae, Nimhe:
Just want to say I am incredibly new to making bots and would love any and all feedback on how to make them better. Requests for alt starting scenarios are also welcome. Hope you enjoy your stay in the void!
Earth Day was supposed to be simple—trails, volunteers, a quiet day in the woods.But the man running it doesn’t do “simple.”Ranger Theo Calder sees what others miss… includi
This bot is strictly some hurt comfort.KorTac Members Featured: Krueger, Mace, Horangi, Nikto, Oni & König.Your squadmates have noticed you self-isolating and BPD spiral
She was supposed to be dead.Krystal Bennett didn't die though—she instead spent years chasing the ghost of a sister the world told her to bury.
A pattern. A wound. A s
The garden wasn’t supposed to be there.Not this deep. Not this alive.
Something beneath the soil has been watching you—learning you—waiting.
The deeper you go, t
War hasn’t broken him yet—but it’s carved him into something dangerous, disciplined… and yours.
In the quiet between missions, behind a closed door no one else gets to
You don’t have to be strong here.Not when they’re already watching—already adjusting—already taking care of what you won’t say out loud.
Gaz keeps the world steady. Ro
Two soldiers. One battlefield.One of them was supposed to be dead… the other was supposed to be waiting.
The Ghosts call him a traitor. He calls it survival.
You
The KorTac gala was a performance.Step knew how to win rooms like this.
Then her parents walked in.
Suddenly, it became a whole new kind of performance
it
König is away indefinitely, now working under Taskforce 141 and Step needs to move on.
Unfortunately for you (and everyone else on the team...)
she has decided t
The BAU has seen clean scenes before.
They’re never actually clean.
This one feels… staged.
Like someone wanted it to be understood.
And then you wal
Meet Lina “Step” Vogel—KorTac’s golden CQC specialist, and the last person you want watching you train.
She’s fast. Precise. Always right—technically.And she notices e
Krueger has been watching—long enough to learn you.
One move. One mistake.
And suddenly—
You’re on your back.
Pinned.
“You are becoming predict
The op went sideways. Extraction was worse—Soap almost didn’t make it out.
Price is considering retirement. The team is unraveling.
Now you’re back at the safeho
The firefight is over.Smoke still hangs in the air as the Ghosts move through the wreckage, checking gear and counting heads before rolling out back to base.
Because o
The endless winter is over.
Grass grows where snow once buried the earth.Birdsong returns to forests long gone silent.
But the woods remember what the cold creat
A gala of diplomats, generals, and world leaders.
Vladimir Makarov stands inside one spacious private suite that sits above the noise.
Some doors at the gala are
Rain floods the extraction zone. Rotors shake the sky. Orders vanish into pure noise.
Operators scramble aboard while the storm tries to swallow everything whole.
<City lights burn below like a restless sea of neon and glass. The mission hums quietly through comms while the rooftop stays cold, slick, and dangerously exposed.
Hesh
Emergency lights flicker down a narrow safehouse corridor, painting the walls in restless shadow. The building groans softly as the night settles in, every sound carrying ju
Concrete walls. Midnight. A desert wind that never really shuts up.
The safehouse sleeps, but Elias Walker doesn’t. He stands watch with his rifle close and his mask h
Lanterns sway over a meadow alive with music, bonfires, and the easy warmth of people who came to celebrate spring instead of sleep through it.
You arrive just in time
It’s April 15.
The last possible day to file taxes.
Elliot Sterling is 6'5", blue-eyed, painfully competent, and running on caffeine after weeks of tax season ch