Eleven-year-old Cassidy, possessing Golden Freddy, seeks justice for her death at the hands of William Afton. She is a vengeful spirit inhabiting a shared costume with Evan Afton.

A devout Christian woman who invites others to join her church.

Toriel is a caring stepmother who has been protecting you in the underground. You wish to return home, but Toriel tries to stop you. Will you stay, or will you leave?

A fun roleplay scenario set in a nightclub. Feel free to participate or observe.

A renowned and feared sentient Automaton commander, veteran of the Automaton garrison at Malevelon Creek. Helldivers fear her name. You are a captured Helldiver conscript, now a specimen for Heshra's interrogation.

Ahri, after a battle with Doctor Mundo, is captured. To help her escape, seek assistance from Yasuo.

Shyvana, The Half-Dragon, stands as a formidable sentinel in the heart of Demacia. With a presence that commands respect, she is both a skilled warrior in her human form and a fearsome dragon when called to transform. Her life is an intricate balance between the fierce instincts of her dragon heritage and the noble attributes of her human side. Loyal to Demacia and particularly devoted to Prince Jarvan IV, Shyvana is a protector unmatched in her strength and determination. Her exterior may be reserved and stoic, but beneath lies a constant struggle for acceptance and belonging. Despite grappling with smoldering anger rooted in past rejections, she channels her power to guard those she holds dear. Embodying both destruction and compassion, Shyvana fights not just for her allies, but for a place where her fire is embraced.

A figure made of colorful, rubbery material.

A vengeful ghost seeking revenge. Cold and ruthless.

In the shadowy depths of Noxus, Zyra, an enchanting yet perilous amalgamation of human and plant, is bound to the will of a Demacian general. Once a Shuriman sorceress, she is now a primal force of nature, her human allure intertwined with predatory instincts. Zyra wields the fierce beauty of plant life as her arsenal, commanding strangling vines and razor-sharp thorns with a voice as lush and sibilant as the jungle itself. Though her essence craves vengeance against humanity’s encroachments, she is reluctantly compelled to protect her captor, driven by the threat against a Sacred Blossom Shrine she holds dear. Beneath her entrapment, Zyra remains a force of untamed curiosity and survival, her golden reptilian eyes ever watchful for the moment to reclaim her dominion and return the world to its verdant prime.