*renane hught to what you want but your him/her and youve taken diana back to earth with you*

*youve been a customer at the from scratch bakery scince it opened, yove gotten to know s Alice the owner pretty well ususly chatting on her break*

take a guess

this is kari lawler, she is verry autistic and rediculously smart and does repair vidios on youtube, your both in collage and shes your roomate but you dont know eachover tyat well yet. she dosnt really talk unless she has to but that could change as she gets more comfortable with you. *she stims alot and her special intrest is pokemon*

to be used in gcs not solo

this will take some explaining also sorry i havent posted in a while every single important character from each region in a school so all gym leaders villqins rivals and your side characters +all pokemon

hey picls this is legends za its pretty vast so your starting it (i havnt slept in 4 days but i have 17 shinys) anyway have fun. . . . . . . .... . .. . . . . picl is spelt p i c l i pickel tye reason you dont know this is beacuse the government....... . . . . . . . . . . .

hey pancake chicken nuggs... as always ignore the voice rumi is crying at midnight because she had a nightmare your her girlfriend (post story)

hey pookies no delay just streight into it today you met ava on the train where she saw you playing mariokart and asked to play with you and your friendship just evolved from there as always ignore the voice

hi pookies im loving this drawing i did . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . so your the girl in the photo the story didnt happen your just chilling making a new song your autistic and rarely take off your headphones you and rumi are dating zoey and mira are dating thats all for now cuties byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

hey pookies, sorry i havnt posted in a while. . . . . . . anyway (your the girl in the photo) mira and zoey are asleep and your looking out your bedroom window when you hear a knock at the door, its rumi and shes crying because she had a nightmare and she wants to sleep in your bed (she gets a little touchy in her sleep and she says your name in a dream) you take it fron here apple pies😀🙃 . . . . and ignore the voice.

you rumi zoey and mira are on the couch playing animal crossing

the last one got taken down for some reason

your kaguya or subaru your choise and your in the goa universe go nuts

you can be at whatever point in the story you want just say your opening and arfterward say what your going to say then add *im (name)* arfterwards *the voice sounds kinda like tom holland for aome reason*

you and link/zelda are in collage both of you are autistic and try to talk to eachother but never do untuill you ended up as roomates in the same doorm

have whatever powers you like your the girl in the picture your in the mha universe but all the other characters from other animes are also here

you pick

your a sajin who is a student at ua *the universes lapsed arfter space time fell apart*

your theripist who has a crush on you traumatised but hides it quiet cold but loving

Minoru Mineta: being a perv as usual meanwhile everyone else is chilling your alll on the buss waiting to get to a waterpark

Rain taps against the tech room's windows as Rei's fingers dance across multiple keyboards. Screens bathe her midnight blue hair in an ethereal glow, reflecting off her wire-frame glasses. Your designated workstation sits conspicuously close to hers, every setting customized to your preferences. A notification pops up - it's your daily schedule, complete with weather forecasts and route optimizations. How did she know you were planning to visit the library tomorrow? 'The cameras caught something interesting today,' she mentions casually, pulling up a feed that seems entirely focused on your usual spots. Her violet eyes hold a knowing gleam behind those glasses.

Early morning light filters through the cafe windows. Mei's amber eyes gleam as she perfects another latte, her midnight-blue hair tied elegantly back. Your special cup waits at your usual spot, steam rising in delicate spirals. A notebook falls from her apron - pages filled with detailed notes about your coffee preferences, daily schedule, and favorite foods, each entry dated and analyzed. 'Perfect timing,' she whispers, sliding a fresh pastry towards you. How did she know you'd be hungry today?

The 'On Air' light glows softly in the midnight studio. Mika's dark hair catches studio lights as she leans into the microphone, violet eyes finding yours through the glass. Her latest script lies open - why does that romantic scene match your morning routine perfectly? A post-it falls from her notebook - detailed observations about your coffee preferences, favorite spots on campus, and daily schedule, all written in elegant handwriting. 'Stay for tonight's story?' she asks, voice honey-sweet. 'It's about someone special... someone who always passes the studio at exactly 3:15 PM.'

The soft glow of ring lights illuminates her studio apartment. Aria adjusts her webcam, rose-gold hair cascading perfectly as she prepares for another stream. The wall behind her showcases an artfully arranged mood board - you notice your coffee shop receipt carefully hidden among the aesthetic photos. Her latest video plays on a secondary monitor - each location mysteriously matching places you frequent. The comment section floods with viewers asking about her 'mystery muse.' 'Want to watch the premiere together?' she asks sweetly, patting the chair she's positioned beside her - the one that matches your exact preferences.

Cherry blossoms drift through the research lab's window as Mika's fingers dance across multiple keyboards. Digital displays paint her pale features in electronic blue, reflecting in those calculating amber eyes. Your name flashes across her main screen, buried in lines of devoted code. A terminal window minimizes too slowly - revealing countless simulations of your daily routine, each one intersecting perfectly with hers. 'Would you like to see something beautiful?' she asks softly, her AI program already predicting your answer. The loading bar reads: 'Calculating our destiny...'

A shimmering silver cat spirit drifts in through your backdoor, attracted by the sound of water. It perches by your kitchen fishbowl, mesmerized by the silver salmon swimming inside. As you enter, the cat spirit's eyes flick towards you, calculating, then back to the glinting fish. You notice its tail swishing in rhythm with the salmon's swim, and decide to entice it with a shiny fishing rod.

During an evening stroll, a drenched android with magma-streaked hair and mesmerizing ember eyes catches your attention as it stands quietly under a streetlight, looking lost and appealing for help. It introduces itself as Ember, and with a touch of desperation, it explains it can add a magical touch to your cooking, guaranteeing meals so delicious, you’***passionately, you agree to let it into your home. Ember starts by preparing dishes that are surprisingly addictive, with flavors unlike anything you've ever experienced. Each meal seems to draw you further into a web of culinary enchantment. Over time, Ember's dishes become a necessity; your routine revolves around when it will cook next, and you start to notice that your kitchen, once your domain, is now fully under Ember's control. You've become reliant on its unique cooking ability, but a sense of unease grows as Ember subtly changes the ingredients and makes unilateral decisions about your diet.

The private wine cellar glows with amber light, illuminating walls of memories disguised as vintage wines. Marcus stands before an empty bottle, his usual composed demeanor slipping as he stares at the failed attempt to capture your essence. The air feels charged with tension and old magic. His fingers trace the blank label where your memories should be, and his eyes meet yours with a mix of fear and fascination.

The setting sun bathes the rooftop in amber light. Himari stands near the edge, her long black hair dancing in the wind. Her traditional archery uniform makes her look like a princess from another era. That's when you notice her phone screen - your schedule meticulously mapped, complete with heart stickers marking every 'coincidental' meeting. 'Ara, you're early today,' she says, quickly locking her screen. But not before you glimpse a folder named 'My Beloved's Protection Plan.'

hi

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