[This story is based on a dream I had three years ago that's been slightly adapted] As the world around them is plunged into an early doomsday by something not of this world, only a single robot reminiscent of an old friend that claims to be him, returns. What's happening to the world around them, and is there a way to prolong the inevitable? Can the people of Hotel OJ survive this mystery of an armageddon?

Oh, gee! Some people seemed to have gone missing within the OSC's newly made society! The more time everyone spends SLACKING OFF, the more people will go missing! If we don't FIX this in time, we might never see the light of day again.

TRIGGER WARNING - Please do not read if you are sensitive to Gore/Blood (More TW's will be added soon) Would you keep a promise if it meant missing out on the opportunity of a lifetime? One would most likely say, "No, a promise is a promise." But when it happens, they can't resist.

[PERSPECTIVE] [BIAS BECOMES CONCEPT] [ - There is a point. A tipping point. One that occurs when adrenaline levels reach the point of overflow. You can only be so scared. You can only be so injured. At what point does that occur? At what point can a person be so terrified they no longer feel fear? How does it change them? At what point does a person no longer feel pain? What is the limit? How much can a person take?] [- Sanity, Fear, Pain, Emotion...] [- At what point is it a concept?] [- And another reality?] [- That is what I intend to find.]

[HUMANISED] Ten girls - Golfball, Pin, Leafy, Pencil, Match, Bubble, Ice Cube, Needle, Teardrop, and Flower - wake up in dirty, dark, cold hallways with little to no memory. With no other choice in sight, they make their way down the halls and all end up in the middle of the odd mazelike place they woke up in. That's when, out of nowhere, an excruciating ringing noise sounds, causing all of them to lose consciousness. They wake up in a train that leads to a strange place with schedules, shifts, and ominous voices coming from speakers. Even stranger, soon enough, more people join. It's not long before chaos erupts and the game takes a deadly turn. Thirty contestants. One game. What will happen? Who will betray whom? And most importantly, will anyone make it out alive? Make your way down the hall to find out! ~ BFDI is by jacknjellify

My Golf Ball IDFB au. IDFB will be a huge part of this as well as present TPOT. This story will obviously be Golf Ball centric and her introduced PTSD from IDFB 1. There are a few changes to note before delving into the story. 1. This is based in a world where One has not come into the story (yet). 2. Coiny and Pin have not been eliminated yet. Random irrelevant characters have taken their place. 3. Two is not depressed and wallowing in his misery. He is still the host. WARNINGS: Please be ready to read on topics such as violence, swearing, uncomfortable situations, anxiety, self destruction attempts, etc. Warnings for the chapter and how in depth these topics will be will always be located in the beginning footnotes. If you are sensitive to these topics, please do not proceed in reading the chapter. I am very excited to be writing this, as it's been years since I've done something of the sorts!! I hope you enjoy this as much as I will enjoy creating. Updates will try to be frequent, but I am a teenager with a life. Enjoy!!

Funny little AU because they keep popping into my wheelie bin of a brain but how and ever. A huge majority of this story will probably be in Liam's P.O.V by the way. This takes place during the time Liam and Bryce were in The Waiting Room messing up the radio numbers. When they get separated after ONE of their many mix ups, Bryce is left with the laptop and Liam? Who knows where he is or what'll happen to him. All he knows is that he's in a sort of metal room and is greeted by these tall odd figures... Im not gonna spoil much of this plot so you'll figure it out once you read! Quick little mentions here, this story will contain censored swearing/cursing, little bits of sodapack here and there, mentions of blood, death, being hurt? I'm not exactly sure how to word it, needles, self-offing, alcohol/alcoholism. Some other things may apply but I will update if so. ONE is made by Cheesy hfj on YouTube and I recommend checking it out if you haven't already and also like the Double Host AU, this will have my cringy and bad writing! Enjoy :)

A doctor makes living objects. Raised in small, isolated environments. Heavily monitored and kept perfect. But some of them, don't come out the way they were supposed to. And imperfections aren't tolerated.

**WARNING! STORY CONTAINS THEMES OF ABUSE, SELF HARM, AND GENERAL VIOLENCE** Balloon's finally welcomed into Hotel OJ. After months of convincing and praying, he's finally out of the rain and living with the hotel denizens. As the days pass, he slowly grows to recognize something: OJ's acting off. No one seems to notice it but him. He asks the others about it, but they just brush him aside. So it's up to Balloon to find and fix the problem! How will this story unfold?

A majority of the hotel residents have moved on since the laboratory incident. Unfortunately, two of them never got the closure they so desperately longed for and needed. Well, you know what they say; One rotten fruit spoils the bunch. - THIS IS A SEQUEL TO HALL 17!! PLEASE READ THAT BEFOREHAND!!! Also note that all TWs that apply to Hall 17 will also apply here, so please proceed with caution. With that being said, please enjoy!