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On the Run (Roleplay)

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They call us experiments, we call ourselves cursed. They act like we're insects waiting to be disected, we say "oh heck no." Will we survive the run, or be turned into mindless slaves for the scientists? It's up to your decisions. (Yay, my first rp! X3)All Rights Reserved

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ZEON and The Solmax Destiny Part 1 by JXSolmax

For as long as I could remember (All 17 years of my life) I, James Solmaxton (but you can call me Solmax) have felt different from everybody else here in this small town of Galaxy View. I've always been faster, stronger and smarter then my fellow teens... In other words I've felt not quit human. So when an alien from a distant world comes to Earth in search of... well me, And bringing with him a warning, that a massive planet destroying evil has been spreading throughout the galaxy for decades like a cancer and has now made its way to my home, and that we have to work together to stop it... I wasn't all that surprised. Now in a race against time, I must uncover the secrets my parents and my hometown, have been keeping from me and decide whether or not to accept the warning this alien brings. Should I join the fight for the survival of the human race and the lives of everyone left in the entire universe. I'm I stronge enough to stop the apocalypse, or are we all already dead? Join me in this action packed Sci Fi thrill ride as I learn that with great power comes the ability to kick evils ass back into the black hole it crawled out from. Will I ignore the ZeoLight's call to arms or will I accept my fate and fulfill the Solmax Destiny.

Outbreak! Virus 'M' by lord-of-the-pancake

Here we are again with the crew! Back with the Ringleader, the Archer, the Samurai, the Batter, and the Kid! In an alternate universe where instead of zombies plaguing the world, it's mutants. However, they have different names now. The Ringleader - The Bearer The Samurai - The Guardian The Archer - The Improviser The Batter - The Runner The Kid - The Medic Mutants are creatures that look human but have one distinct characteristic that proves their true from. It's their eyes. Look into an abyss of blues with rows of symbols circling around the pupil to know the truth. The only way to beat them is to destroy the heart. Once found out, the mutants turn to their real form. They become beasts of legend. Serpants that dwell deep in the sea. Lizards that grow in size and take flight to the skies. Hounds that double or triple in size and spew the elements. And many more shapes, colors, and sizes. Once transformed the heart is shown involuntarily, simply dangling around the neck like a pendant. The squad is only one of few groups of people who have survived. Join their journey and witness survival of the fittest. these words are my two cents...(qTHE-ONEp)

FAKE by Alex_Kahill

PROLOGUE My name is Alex Kahill. On July 15, 2017, I killed a person, but am not accused of murder. However, I am being hunted by those who hold me responsible for this death...and most certainly, these folks fully intend to terminate my life. Three months ago, my life was actually better than good. I was taking a personal sabbatical in picturesque Western New York, doing three things that I dearly love. (1) Riding my bike (2) Flying my drone and (3) Visiting my son, Ben, who was interning as an environmental reporter for the Chautauqua Daily, a local paper serving the Chautauqua Institution. Better than good. And then out of nowhere, my existence went to shit. You know, the killing thing. So I'm writing this journal as a cry for help. In an effort to make some sense of the tragic events that have recently unfolded in my life, I'm hoping that if enough light is shed on what happened to me, my potential demise might literally become "troublesome" for those who would do me harm...maybe I'm just being naive, but it's worth a shot. At this point, I don't really have much to lose. I am no writer, so please bear with me. But know that I am totally vulnerable, so I'll try to be thorough as I tell my story. It probably would be good to start at the beginning.

The true test (DISCONTINUED) by x25_t75

This is a story about a protogen, escapes the primeagens programming, and escapes with complete free will onto earth, and multiple other alternate realities. When a biological and mechanical being is introduced to multiple problems, an uneducated, unprepared, and unready protogen is to face an prepared, educated, and ready protogen, who will hunt after them no matter what, but has remorse, What are their actions, and words? What will they do? Flee or fight? Spare or Kill? Take 4 monster candy or buy a spider do- hold on, I need to do something with... [Swear words warning] FUCK. CYBERS. DID YOU EAT MY RAM AGAIN? "sorry, I couldn't resist" God damn it. I can't continue any more. "hey I said sorry" You son of a bi- "this experiment, will be very, VERY interesting." - Zypher

Hide And Keep by Queen-Of-Weird

(H20Delirious X Fem. Reader) "wιll we вe ғree?" I asked He smiled, thats what I'm after. The smile on his face and sound of his laughter. "we wιll вe ғree тogeтнer! yoυ and мe!" He answered ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Being an orphan, you don't have a lot of experience's or happy memories. Especially if your orphanage uses you for human experiments. The pain...the agony- the screams of the other kids I once called friends and played with...all gone and replaced with despair. Only teddy could keep me company and keep me sane. Till one day, a new boy was brought in and he was strange. But he interested the kids, even the scientists. He was placed in my room and he never spoke a word to anyone. He would wake up in the middle of the night and gasp for air like if there never was any. But he was my friend. Things changed and a few years later, the orphanage was attacked. Two people came in and killed the scientists but spared the children. While making an attempt to escape, I was caught by the remaining scientists and taken away. The screams of my friend echoing behind me as I tried to escape... Such a waste as I became strong and have long forgotten those memories. But side effects came with the experiments they played with. Y/N is the name and being psychotic is my game. Don't try to catch me cause I can read you like a book in a grand library. Secrets are never kept when the walls an objects around you speak your truth... ╭⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯⌯╮ First Published: June 25, 2021

My Glide On Death by Viraj_v1

The year was 2098. I was a spacecraft and jet pilot during an era of relative peace. No robotic apocalypses, no zombie outbreaks, no meteor showers-nothing of the sort. Humanity had even established a presence on Mars. Yet, beneath this calm, a sinister force was thriving on the Red Planet. Whispers of a terrorist organization began circulating, hidden within the colonies. Now, they have completely seized Mars for their own dark motives. This group, The Mars Philanthropics (MP), had a name steeped in irony. They claimed to be "lovers of mankind," but in reality, they were far from benevolent. Their so-called charitable mission concealed a darker agenda. I wasn't a member of the military. Instead, I led my own organization-TAF (Terrorist Annihilator Force). Though small in size, we boasted the most seasoned and capable operatives. When the government realized the extent of MP's influence, they turned to us for help. This wasn't just another mission-it was a call to action against the most pervasive terrorist group in history. I'm regarded as the best spacecraft pilot, but this mission will challenge everything I've ever known. But now I face a choice more difficult than any before: let my friends-who are like a family for me-die or kill a family member who is nothing more than a stranger to me. Will I complete the mission? Or will the shadows consume us all? Only time-and fate-will reveal the answers. (Updated once in a week atleast)

Silver Umbrellas by BookBird1497

"We... We all thought you two were..." Cover your heads, grab your umbrella, and don't stay out after dark. The world isn't how we remember it to be. Follow along as our cast of characters is forced to navigate a deadly everyday maze of monsters, dehydration, and malice just to stay alive long enough to seize their only chance to go home. ----------------------------------- Hello~ This is a short story and an AU that could also function as future events after "Homeless." Rated PG-13 just in case, but it's not too intense to handle (at least, early on. Later, maybe it will get more intense). PLEASE NOTE THAT I SAID "COULD ALSO FUNCTION," NOT "SEQUEL TO HOMELESS." DON'T GET CONFUSED. Basically, this is an attempt at me being both poetic and angsty with my surroundings. I hope you enjoy it! There will probably be slower updates than I used to have, so please just bear with me. And I drew that cover, yo. I'm so freaking proud of it, you have no idea.

You don't know me by You_Dont_Know_Me9374

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Flawed Programs by LostPeopleOfEarth158

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MOLT 32 by Strawberry_Cream1928

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ZEON and The Solmax Destiny Part 1

For as long as I could remember (All 17 years of my life) I, James Solmaxton (but you can call me Solmax) have felt different from everybody else here in this small town of Galaxy View. I've always been faster, stronger and smarter then my fellow teens... In other words I've felt not quit human. So when an alien from a distant world comes to Earth in search of... well me, And bringing with him a warning, that a massive planet destroying evil has been spreading throughout the galaxy for decades like a cancer and has now made its way to my home, and that we have to work together to stop it... I wasn't all that surprised. Now in a race against time, I must uncover the secrets my parents and my hometown, have been keeping from me and decide whether or not to accept the warning this alien brings. Should I join the fight for the survival of the human race and the lives of everyone left in the entire universe. I'm I stronge enough to stop the apocalypse, or are we all already dead? Join me in this action packed Sci Fi thrill ride as I learn that with great power comes the ability to kick evils ass back into the black hole it crawled out from. Will I ignore the ZeoLight's call to arms or will I accept my fate and fulfill the Solmax Destiny.