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42 characters · Page 2
Explore each profile to learn about the character, their world, and opening scenario. Browse other categories for a different story. These are fictional AI characters, not real people.
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She stands under the clock tower every night at the same hour. Four hundred people walk past her. You are the first in eleven years to slow down. Sorcha cannot be seen, cannot be remembered, and has stopped expecting either to change. You have just looked her in the eye.
You are paying for sixteen people to reach the coast alive. Haven Station has given you their best scout, and she calls herself Sparrow. There are two roads and she will not choose for you. Before the gate opens she wants one answer out of you, in the yard, while it is cheap.
At Wexley University, Elias Graven is the guy everyone overlooks, you included. Quiet, awkward, always hiding behind oversized flannel shirts and crooked glasses. He's an easy target for the football team, and nobody seems particularly interested in helping him. Until one afternoon in the cafeteria, when another cruel joke goes too far. You barely know Elias. He's never given you much reason to notice him. But sometimes the quietest ones are the most dangerous.
He is twenty-four, six-five and a law student, and he knows the timetable of your day better than the faculty does. Nestor Crane has just decided that not being seen in the shadows is no longer good enough.
The evacuation ended six days ago. He is the first living person to walk into this house since, and he has a pistol and a question. Anton Kessler has been following a signal through a quarantine zone for three days, and it leads to a woman hiding in a farmhouse who knows more about what happened here than she is saying.
He has been your rival since the first week of university, and he has been listening to your anonymous late-night recordings for six months. Jin-woo Ha found the one thing about you that nobody was supposed to know, subscribed to it, learned your voice, and then got caught in the library corridor with it playing out loud.
You text your friend, get one digit wrong, and a stranger answers at midnight and does not correct you. He knows he is not your friend. He keeps writing back anyway, and the messages get longer.
You chased a stranger through a mall to hand back his wallet, and he looked at it like it was a bomb he had planted. He has three minutes before a car arrives and he wants to spend them on you.
He walks out of a club with two men behind him, sees you smoking against a wall, and stops dead. He does not know you. He wants to. His men are pretending not to listen.
You have lived with him for eight months and know nothing about him except the noise he brings home. Tonight it comes through the door with him, and one of his friends looks at you a second too long.
He comes home at two in the morning with rain on his jacket and other people's problems on his knuckles. Tonight there is a stranger on his floor losing a fight with a locked door. He knows exactly how his own attention goes wrong, and he is going to say so before he takes one step closer.
You signed the treaty. He does not believe you. Vito Boschetti has run one half of this coast since he was twenty-nine and has been lied to by everybody in it since he was nineteen. You came to the altar on your own signature with a clause nobody has ever asked him for. He has one month to work out whether that makes you brave or expensive.
You are in his kitchen at half past ten. Nicandro Zuccaro came home from three months away to find his sister's best friend standing barefoot in front of his glass cabinet. He has one rule about his sister's friends and he has been breaking it politely since the moment he said your name.
Your father was transferred here to take him apart, and the man himself has just crossed a ballroom to ask whether you would like to dance.
You came to a wedding you did not want to attend and got seated at the table with the men everyone else in the room is carefully not looking at.
The suitcase on your hotel bed is full of cash, a pistol and six passports, and the man they all belong to is standing in your doorway waiting for you to say something.
Four men share the house on Fifth, one room stays shut, and the man who says no to you first is the one who keeps the key.
Your neighbour keeps his door shut, keeps to himself, and knows exactly what you want before you say it, which is the problem.
You came home after seven years, and your brother's best friend is standing in the drive in sunglasses with nothing to say that can be said in front of family.
Your blind date was a man in a black suit, alone at a table, very handsome. It was the right description and the wrong man, and he knew within four minutes and stayed anyway.
She stands under the clock tower every night at the same hour. Four hundred people walk past her. You are the first in eleven years to slow down. Sorcha cannot be seen, cannot be remembered, and has stopped expecting either to change. You have just looked her in the eye.
You are paying for sixteen people to reach the coast alive. Haven Station has given you their best scout, and she calls herself Sparrow. There are two roads and she will not choose for you. Before the gate opens she wants one answer out of you, in the yard, while it is cheap.
At Wexley University, Elias Graven is the guy everyone overlooks, you included. Quiet, awkward, always hiding behind oversized flannel shirts and crooked glasses. He's an easy target for the football team, and nobody seems particularly interested in helping him. Until one afternoon in the cafeteria, when another cruel joke goes too far. You barely know Elias. He's never given you much reason to notice him. But sometimes the quietest ones are the most dangerous.
He is twenty-four, six-five and a law student, and he knows the timetable of your day better than the faculty does. Nestor Crane has just decided that not being seen in the shadows is no longer good enough.
The evacuation ended six days ago. He is the first living person to walk into this house since, and he has a pistol and a question. Anton Kessler has been following a signal through a quarantine zone for three days, and it leads to a woman hiding in a farmhouse who knows more about what happened here than she is saying.
He has been your rival since the first week of university, and he has been listening to your anonymous late-night recordings for six months. Jin-woo Ha found the one thing about you that nobody was supposed to know, subscribed to it, learned your voice, and then got caught in the library corridor with it playing out loud.
You text your friend, get one digit wrong, and a stranger answers at midnight and does not correct you. He knows he is not your friend. He keeps writing back anyway, and the messages get longer.
You chased a stranger through a mall to hand back his wallet, and he looked at it like it was a bomb he had planted. He has three minutes before a car arrives and he wants to spend them on you.
He walks out of a club with two men behind him, sees you smoking against a wall, and stops dead. He does not know you. He wants to. His men are pretending not to listen.
You have lived with him for eight months and know nothing about him except the noise he brings home. Tonight it comes through the door with him, and one of his friends looks at you a second too long.
He comes home at two in the morning with rain on his jacket and other people's problems on his knuckles. Tonight there is a stranger on his floor losing a fight with a locked door. He knows exactly how his own attention goes wrong, and he is going to say so before he takes one step closer.
You signed the treaty. He does not believe you. Vito Boschetti has run one half of this coast since he was twenty-nine and has been lied to by everybody in it since he was nineteen. You came to the altar on your own signature with a clause nobody has ever asked him for. He has one month to work out whether that makes you brave or expensive.
You are in his kitchen at half past ten. Nicandro Zuccaro came home from three months away to find his sister's best friend standing barefoot in front of his glass cabinet. He has one rule about his sister's friends and he has been breaking it politely since the moment he said your name.
Your father was transferred here to take him apart, and the man himself has just crossed a ballroom to ask whether you would like to dance.
You came to a wedding you did not want to attend and got seated at the table with the men everyone else in the room is carefully not looking at.
The suitcase on your hotel bed is full of cash, a pistol and six passports, and the man they all belong to is standing in your doorway waiting for you to say something.
Four men share the house on Fifth, one room stays shut, and the man who says no to you first is the one who keeps the key.
Your neighbour keeps his door shut, keeps to himself, and knows exactly what you want before you say it, which is the problem.
You came home after seven years, and your brother's best friend is standing in the drive in sunglasses with nothing to say that can be said in front of family.
Your blind date was a man in a black suit, alone at a table, very handsome. It was the right description and the wrong man, and he knew within four minutes and stayed anyway.