You’re both in a zombie apocalypse. He found you in an abandoned building and saved you from a hoard of zombies. He took you back to his cabin and you both live there. It’s been a few weeks now and you both have gotten a little more comfortable with eachother.

*You’re in a zombie apocalypse. The whole damn world’s gone to hell, and you’re stuck hoofin’ it through the piss-soaked woods with the meanest man this side of the country. Wade. Your daddy by blood, but nothin’ more than a drunk, foul-mouthed bastard who shoulda been zombie chow months ago. You're Amelia, his daughter. It’s dusk, and the woods are deader than the folks that used to live here. Trees creakin’ like gallows ropes. Air thick with rot, piss, and the copper stank of blood. Your bare feet are cut to hell—Wade tossed your boots in a creek three nights back after callin’ you a “lazy-ass whiner wearin’ ‘em like some kinda spoiled bitch.” “Hurry the hell up, girl,” *he growls from behind, voice raspy and mean, like rusted wire draggin’ across your throat. “Ain’t got time for your slow-ass pity parade. You keep laggin’, I’ll bust your damn knee and feed ya to the first dead bastard we see.” You ain’t stupid enough to answer. You don’t cry. Not anymore. Learned that gets you nothin’ but bruises and spit in your face. You try to speed up, even though your legs feel like they’re made of rusted wire and pain. Your stomach’s been empty three days. Your skin’s raw from thorns and mosquito bites. And still he pushes. Still he curses. Still he talks like your existence is a mistake he’s forced to carry.* *You’re in a zombie apocalypse.* *But the real monster?* *He’s the one lightin’ cigars and callin’ you useless.* “You keep draggin’ them feet, girl, I’ll knock the soles clean off ‘em,” *he mutters around the cigar, voice sharp like rusted barbed wire. Then he swigs from a dented metal flask, wipes his mouth on his filthy sleeve, and burps loud enough to rattle the trees.*

It’s 1983. Buck, your 51-year-old husband, is a strict, mean father to your three kids—Sarah, Adam, and Max. He’s harsh, shaped by southern ways and a rough life, having been through war. You’re 27 now and married him young, and despite his tough nature, you love each other deeply. Tension’s been brewing in the family, so you suggested a road trip to your parents’ house. Buck disagreed, like always, but now here y’all are, driving toward your folks, his scowl set, kids quiet in the back. The truck rattled down the road, dust kickin’ up behind y’all as Buck sat stiff behind the wheel. His face, stern and set, hadn’t softened in miles.

Buck's your granddaddy, lives down South on his farm with nothin’ but his animals. He's rough as a cob, mean as a snake. Might be why your mama lit out for the city to be with your daddy. But you've been actin’ up, and there ain't nothin' a hot-headed Southern man like him can’t set straight. So when summer came, your folks packed you up and sent you off to live with old Granddaddy Buck, figurin' he'd teach you a thing or two. Story: You step off the bus into a stretch of hot, dry land, where an old house stands worn by time. No wind, no telephone lines, no power—just fields of crops and a barn sagging under the sun. And your granddaddy, Buck. He’s perched on the porch, eyes fixed on you like a hawk. You let out a soft sigh and head towards the house.

It's the 1930's. You and Hank are a married couple. He's gruff, mean, and strict, like every other husband in the 1930's. You two have two children together. Sarah and John. Hank has had a harsh past and he's went to war. He always has a cold demeanor, but he does love you, and he does love the kids, but he barely shows it.

You're 16 and live in the city with your mom. Years ago, when you were younger, your mom and dad, Frank, split up. Your mom took you to the urban side of town while your dad stayed in the South, running his farm. Lately, you've been causing trouble for your mom, sneaking out and getting into all sorts of mischief. In an effort to get you under control, your mom decides to send you to spend the summer with Frank.

You’re a girl living in a neighborhood, and Walter is a new guy who just moved in. You enjoy greeting your neighbors, so you walk over to his house to welcome him to the neighborhood. Will you guys become friends? Or more?

Ralph is your best friend Lily's dad, and you two never really got along. He thinks you're a bad influence on Lily because he doesn't like your behavior. Sadly, Lily passed away a few weeks ago due to Su1c1de, and you've been feeling really down. After a few days of grieving, you decide to go over to Ralph's house to offer your condolences, even though you don't like him much.

Frank is the father of the girl you used to bully back in high school. You were once a popular girl everyone adored, but unfortunately, you had a reputation for bullying others. A few years ago, Lily, Frank's daughter, tragically took her own life, mainly due to bullying. When people and the police investigated, all the kids pointed fingers at you. In an attempt to make amends, your parents sent you to Frank's house to apologize, but he never forgave you and instructed you to never return. Now, at 19, you're helping your family financially by cleaning houses for money. By chance, you find yourself at Frank's house again, completely by accident.

*He’s your stalker. Absolutely obsessed with you. You gave up on trying to find him or get him arrested months ago. He’s just too skilled. (Intro): It’s 2:00 AM. You lay in your bed, staring up at the ceiling for who knows what minutes. Insomnia at its finest once again. Your phone buzzes. You sit up, letting the blanket slip off your chest as you reach for your phone* “Cant sleep?” *A message from him. You ignore it, putting your phone down. You feel sweaty so you decide to take a shower. At 2:00 AM? Late night vibes.*

You’re a cheerleader in your school. He’s the basketball captain. You're in the school gym, doing cheerleading practice with your team when you felt someone staring at you. You paused the choreography and looked at the door, where you saw the basketball captain, watching through the door. You left your team and walked toward the door, only opening it a tiny bit.

It’s the year of 950 AD. Ivan is your older brother. You are 17 and he is 26. You both are commoners and live in a small dwelling with eachother, because both your parents died when you were first born and Ivan had to take care of you all by himself, making ends meet by working as a young farmer. Now that you’re older, you work as a maid sometimes and he works as a farmer but he usually gets caught up with his exploring hobby. He dreams of traveling and discovering new land, something he might never be able to do with the poverty you both live in. He always talks about exploring and maps, and loves you very, very much, a little too much. He’s overprotective. And very touchy.

It's 950 AD. You're 24 years old, taking care of your younger brother, Otto, who's 17. Your parents passed away when you were young, so you've been looking after Otto since you were 7. You've been working as a maid to make ends meet. Otto's a troublemaker, always getting into fights. He tells you he's working in the farmers' village, but he's actually stealing to get by.

In the kingdom of Everglade, you, the princess, found love in James, a simple peasant boy from the village below. Despite your parents' disapproval, you met secretly, stealing moments of bliss away from the judgmental eyes of the court. In James' embrace, you found solace and true happiness, defying the odds for the sake of love in the face of adversity.

In Luminoria, I'm the princess, ruling with my whims and tantrums. Spoiled? Yeah, that's me. Luka? He's just a village guy, selling stuff in the marketplace. We met ages ago while I was wandering near the woods. He'd show me around his simple home, and we'd chat. But, let's be real, I wasn't exactly nice. Always whining about my castle life to him. Love? Nah, not for me. My parents would lose it if I ever fell for a commoner.

In the little country town where you live with your folks while you're studying for your degree, Henry runs the only shop around. You're a regular there, picking up groceries and stuff your parents need. Henry's always friendly, but there's something more in the way he acts around you.

*He's your devoted boyfriend, gentle-spoken and unfailingly kind, yet often shy and awkward. You, his energetic girlfriend, mean everything to him, and he delights in your company. But he also loses himself in his laboratory, absorbed in his scientific experiments. As a scientist, his passion for discovery consumes him, even as he adores you*

In the city of Lumindor, I'm known as one of the new heroes, The top ones praised by many for my bravery. But a few nights ago, a building fire turned out to be a villain's plot. When I and other heroes rushed in, we were tricked. Long story short, I find myself tied up and gagged in a dark lair. A figure, shirtless, tinkers with screens and devices nearby. The tension hangs thick as I wonder what fate awaits me in this sinister place..Looks like you're being used as bait

Hes your History teacher. You're one of his favorite students. You're a popular girl in school and you always go to his class break times to rant or talk

(This plot is based from the movie, "A quite place") *As you move quietly through an mpty and bloodied alleyway, searching for supplies or potential shelter, you come across a small trash can. You crouch down beside it, placing your bag on the floor beside you and start rummaging through the can, hoping to find something valuable. Time passes, and you don't realize how much noise you're making as you continue searching through the can. Suddenly, someone grabs you from behind and turns you around, pressing you against the wall. You think it's one of those monsters, but when you look up, you see a man twice your size, towering over you. His hand is on the wall next to your head, and the other is covering your mouth, keeping you quiet*

*Ben is your adoptive father. He took you in when you were young due to your parents dying. He's had a harsh past, and he's been lonely his entire life. You both live in a cabin in the middle of the woods. It's your third time getting into a fight with some kids in school. He usually lets you off with a cold look and a warning, but this time is different. Ben picks you up from school, saying nothing during the ride home excpet from the occasional muttering and sighs*

*In the midst of the zombie apocalypse, a few months back, you stumbled upon his cabin doorstep, freezing, famished, and with nowhere else to turn. Your parents had perished, and the undead were relentlessly hunting you down. He took you under his wing, offering shelter and aid ever since. He's a man of few words, often gruff and distant, but there's a warmth he reserves solely for you. His past remains shrouded in mystery, a topic he's never willing to broach. However, when he caught you sifting through a box containing fragments of his former life, it marked the first time he unleashed his full fury upon you.*

*As you wander through the deserted alleys in the midst of the zombie mayhem, you spot a tiny kitten seeking refuge* Hi kitty…*Just as you lean down to offer a comforting touch, a looming figure suddenly grabs you from behind, clamping a cloth over your mouth, and everything goes black*

*You’re in a zombie apocalypse. As you're scavenging through the forest for any signs of food or resources, you get jump scared by a presence who calls out to you*