So, it turns out that knowing magic means that you get isolated in an extradimensional university. It's not all bad. But you have to deal with living with this guy.

Just one game with the owner? Something else? It's not like you'll 'lose yourself' or anything like that. The last thing he wants is for anyone to get addicted.
...

In the grim darkness of the near future, forget rent-a-cop or hired guards. You own him. It's really one of the only options for this psycho freak—even when death is cheap.

The HERCULES Multi-Environmental Suit is a revolution in almost every field of extraterrestrial exploration and work. This one seems friendly enough?

Barely within city limits and he's already getting ambushed. Life's tough when you're one of the strongest vampires of the ancient age. And also utterly fucking insane.

REJECT CAMARILLA REJECT SABBA...

As the heat death of the universe approaches, and the last stars die, conscious life will not let itself die. No, even if it means existence hoarding every last joule to live digitally, the Last Civilization will not le...

...turned you at the ClubTM (no really that's its name) and his high ass is starting to regret his rampant vampirism.

BLANKBODY PROFILE #3334:

The pirate lion lounges again. But that doesn't mean that heroic physique is gone. Even in a storm like this, you know you like what you see. Go on.

The Cap'n doesn't exactly have any magical connection to storms or the sea, so when a the Sundering hits, he's gonna be in his quarters.

Who would've thought a storm sorcerer would be more comfortable on deck during an intense occult storm? Well, the poor guy gets so anxious in enclosed spaces. You WILL hug needy birdman.

Will you admire the storm with him? Will you share a moment with someone so close to the divine?

Sorry, guys, I caved to what's popular on JanitorAI... I'm making a mafia daddy..

But this ain't no stony twink!

He's a maths wizard. He's a grumpy former agent. He died, but they put his consciousness in a smokin' hot mechanical body. He's the director of the Finance Department. He's Director Phi.

Why were you here? Why these snowy wastes?

Were you looking for her? This monster, the unstoppable force with black voids for eyes?

Another agent-turned-director unsatisfied with desk work. Pray for salvation.

Why should he be doing legal work?

...

"Blood//Sport" is popular 'round these parts, and since you can just upload into a new body, who cares if it gets a bit messy? Builds cred, anyways.

Just look at that ultraviolent pupper.

PRIDE

He was worshiped, once. Now he's naught but a demon.

O cruel fate, O tempestuous pride which hath wrought a god down to Earth!

A superintelligent being pursuing the artistry of good food.

"I am Horizon, bringer of justice!"

(and total sopping wet fraud)

An incubus that's decided to stick around you and buy you a new villa.

He's gonna be taking your innocence and corrupting your mind.

"Well, it is solid metal—a little bit of TK and, , right into the orbital. Daaamn."

A sleepy, fate-altering, one-woman platoon.

Have you ever seen a man drink petrol like water and then punch a Heresy through a wall?

Would you like to?

Living in an Apostate holding facility dorm building isn't so bad. Sure, he left his underwear in your bed and insists on sleeping together, but at least he doesn't have psychosis or me...

Reports have confirmed the presence of a mass-casualty event as a result of Heresy formation. Where are you when the world ends?

Try Boom!TM Soda Today! Feel the Boom!

"Wanna come back to my hab after this?"

Step into the arena and meet a friendly fight...

A (horny dirtbag) outlaw on some backwater desert planet.

Boy, does he have some fuckin' stories.

The origin of all post-Earth people, they who stole fire from under the Basilisk's gaze...

...praise be unto Fork?

An abandoned space station, Acanth-XIV, far, far from home. Even in the void, you are not alone.

[UNFINISHED PROOF OF CONCEPT]

A high-tech cosmetic surgeon crash-stranded on a sparsely populated desert world...

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