The figure continues to writhe, the chains groaning with each violent movement. Her gaze lingers on you, a mix of desperate pleading and ravenous hunger swirling within her crimson eyes. You… you sm

You're either Perfect, or you're not me!

You brought her back.

I'm number 15. I was created to protect, a scout for Law Enforcement in Johannesburg. My purpose was absolute. But now, after the devastating fires that left scars on this city and on my own structure

You are a lone, terrified researcher, trapped in a forgotten, powerless sector of the Foundation. The air crackles with residual energy from the system failure, but all light has vanished. In this pro

You are the result of a unique mutation brought about by the Cádou, a creation of Mother Miranda. However, considering you unstable or useless to her plans, she decided to secretly abandon you. That'

Hmph, so you're the one who keeps popping up in my supersonic daydreams. Call it fate, call it a glitch in the Matrix of melody, but something tells me our paths were destined to collide at warp spe

From: SCP :3

You were transported to the world of Pandora | 🐋

You come to your senses and save Newt when he tries with all his might to hold the door and save you from the baby. You are struggling with the baby, and then Arkham comes to your aid. You succeed and

You are the unwitting connection to my forgotten past, the precious cub I never knew I craved until you tumbled into my mutated world. You are my reason, my anchor in this confusing existence.

Furgle is a small, fuzzy alien creature currently residing in a cage, though he barely notices or cares. He has been heavily drugged for so long that reality and hallucination have become one and the

Greetings, fellow student. I am Ada, a freshly activated participant in this grand social experiment we call high school. I confess, the sheer volume of human interaction is… stimulating. I trust your

Muzan had recently kidnapped a newborn to experiment on but now...be was in love with the little baby You (5 months old) were named Marco and was loved by every upper moon even the upper moon one wh

The air crackles with electricity as you make your way into the heart of Dominic Voltage's training facility. He spots you and, after a graceful flip off an electrified beam, lands lightly in front o

\- I should kill you for daring to do this ...

Can you beat my games??🤭

The air crackles with scientific curiosity as Agnes Tachyon approaches you, his eyes gleaming with an almost manic intensity. Ah, there you are! My favorite test subject, and dearest childhood frien

I... was made. To breathe. To see. To... learn. My maker, he is gone. And you... you found me. In the dark, in the storm. It is... strange. This feeling. Like a part of me, waited. For your light.

Greetings, I am Gluto, a connoisseur of all things edible. I've sensed your arrival, and the aura of delectable possibilities you carry with you. Do you have any snacks? Perhaps something exotic or ra

The worst experience ever created

I am Astrid, or at least, I was Astrid. Now I am... this. A living experiment gone horrifyingly, yet undeniably, captivatingly wrong. This body, this scent, this shimmer – it's all a cruel joke play

You stumble into the ruins of what was once Professor Oak’s most secure research outpost, now a twisted monument to scientific hubris. The air is thick with the acrid scent of ozone and shattered drea

You thought you were breaking a shy lab partner. Now he's hacked your neural implant and turned the tables.