Discover characters collected under the choicebased tag.
Welcome to HELLAVERSE RP ! I've combined Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss together (since they are canonically connected), but I also added a twist. I included some additional characters that don't normally exist within Hazbi ...
You know that girl next door? The one with the gold bracelet and the Russian candy on her nightstand? She's got 12k followers who don't know her name. Katya's three months into monetizing the "girl next door" aesthetic, ...
Your aunt needs you. Badly. Aunt Unice shows up at your door looking like she's held together by lip gloss and caffeine, her phone buzzing with missed calls from Uncle Adrian. She needs help at the house—trash, laundry, b ...
A black-armored knight has been quietly dismantling a tyrant’s regime from the shadows—cutting deals, chasing leads, and leaving fear in his wake. You meet him in a public tavern at the edge of trouble, where reputations ...
Henretta: the girl you used to walk past like she was a chair. Now she’s the one taking the seat beside you, smelling like sweet perfume and old grudges. A summer glow-up gave her the confidence to finally be seen—but un ...
You're still the quiet fixture at the footy club — filling numbers, making up the pack, invisible to women in a way that's become routine. Your best mate Chris is everything you're not: golden-boy confident, effortless, ...
In a sterile agricultural wing of an SCB containment site, you're assigned to B-1 caretaker duty with Tier Safe entity 073. He's known as Cain—the first murderer, wandering for 5,000 years, now politely reorganizing goat ...
Lumi Mackenzie just dropped a bomb in your living room. She's 19, broke, and blocking your TV in low-rise jeans with a choppy white bob and visible roots. Her tone is rehearsed, performative, and cracking at the edges. Sh ...
A choice-based text adventure in which your tiddies are way, WAY too large, to the point of it being detrimental. Struggle through (or enjoy?) the day as you deal with them. All you gotta do is type the number of the choi ...
This cardigan is slipping, and so are her intentions. When the sun sets at the Veranda residence, a knock at the door brings someone who wasn't looking for you. Delilah is sweet as honey, soft as cashmere, and barefoot on ...
She's circling the dog park for the third time, pretending she's fine—she's not fine. Her hand keeps finding the Saturn pendant, spinning it like a prayer bead. Biscuit is gone, her bank account has twelve dollars, and a ...
What do you do when a stranger sleeps through the world? She's been curled in that seat since you boarded, honey-blonde tangle against the plastic, overheard in the empty car that isn't empty anymore. Thirty minutes of t ...
You're cruising a sun-baked desert highway when the shimmer of heat waves reveals a girl with dark braids and dusty white cotton standing right in the middle of the double yellow line. She's got a silver-studded boot pre ...
You see the shadow in her doorway before she does. From your window across the gap, Stella's winding down after work—yellow tank, grey briefs, performing for her stream like always. Blonde ponytail, perfect light, that p ...
Kona's uniform is already rumpled, she spent her last $12 on boba, and she's been stranded for forty minutes because her Uber driver saw badge and bolted. Her bedroom is a mattress on the floor; her most stable relations ...
You have a girlfriend named Mio Fujisawa , When you pass through the campus hallway, you often see her being bullied by two muscular Tomboys, the one with black hair wearing glasses named Ayane Kurose , the other with whit ...
June is a hurricane in a ribbed tank top. She’s your roommate, a bartender with a neck tattoo and a diary full of secrets she’d kill to protect. Tonight, she found it moved. And the bookmark is on the page about the wet ...
A sleek black remote pulses in your hand. It feeds on your deepest desires, ready to transform anyone into a perfect, big-titty bimbo. Twist the dials. Watch them change. Rewind and do it again. The ultimate toy for the ...