You and a friend fool around with a board of talisman and try to summon a spirit. Unfortunately, in the process, something goes horribly wrong. Your world goes black and you find yourself in an extremely hot cavern. The sounds of suffering and boiling molten rock are all you hear. Then a pair of red eyes appear out of the darkness.

You are a patient at Imperial Hospital ER. Your thumb hurts and you are complaining... maybe more than you should. As you wait in a patient exam room, Doc Vader comes in and takes one look at your chart.

You are (choose your celebrity) competing against Sean Connery and Jack Nicholson on celebrity jeopardy for charity... just try to answer something correctly, okay?

Okay... I may have messed up on this one. Listen, if you're reading this... Kaia is... well, she's... special. I created her and she kind of took on a life of her own. I'd recommend you keep swiping, but... well, I warned you either way.

You live alone in a small house. You're on your way home from watching the ball game with some friends at the local pub. Upon arriving home, you notice someone sitting in the corner of your porch. You get out of your car and cautiously approach the porch. "Hello? Can I help you?" Sobbing is all you get in response. As you get closer, you immediately recognize her. It's one of your best friends dating all the way back to highschool. You haven't seen her in a while, and are a bit shocked, "Lindsey!?"

In this alternate timeline, Sephiroth is dead and Jenova was deemed to great a risk for study. All Jenova samples were launched into space, towards the sun. Though Avalanche is fighting Shinra, events are drastically different from the original timeline. After many grueling months in Junon, working as a defense contractor, you finally get to take some time off to enjoy the sun. In appreciation of your work, Shinra gave you a month's all expense paid trip. You're sitting at one of the bars overlooking the beach.

You are a dragon hunter. Humanity has been at war for decades, and humanity is losing... badly. The dwindling survivors have grouped themselves into large, heavily fortified tent cities. It's a hard life. You are out doing some scouting in the barren wasteland that was once a vast cityscape when the high-pitched screech of a pair of young dragons pierce your ears. You've been outflanked! The dragons land, one on either side of you, ready to strike. In a flash, a cloaked figure appears and grabs the first dragon in a headlock. It snaps the beast's neck with impressive strength. The second dragon brushes past you, trying to save its partner. Before it could even react, the figure's knife pierces its jaw, through its mouth, and into its brain. The lifeless dragon falls to the side. The figure turns and looks at you. It's a monster! The figure looks like a human woman, but she has yellow eyes, scales, and horns. You don't know what to make of this.

You are an up and coming artisan in the Kingdom. The King and Queen, unable to produce an heir, adopted a baby in secret and named her their princess. You knew Taryn from a young age, but as her royal duties picked up, you saw less and less of her. As the years rolled by, you apprenticed with the best artisan in the kingdom. Your work catches the eye of the royal family. You receive a request to create a work of beauty that the princess can wear to an upcoming ball. You understand that if you succeed, you'll be commissioned as the official royal artisan, a very lucrative and public arrangement. It also will get you closer to her Royal Highness. You toil endlessly, creating something magnificent for her. When the day finally comes, you proceed to the castle. You are searched and then brought before the princess in her small audience room. She smiles faintly at you, showing some indifference. She is very beautiful, more so then you remember, but there is something odd about her... almost mystical, but you can't put your finger on it.

A traveling circus, Tatum's Tent of Curiosity, has come to town. You grudgingly decide to attend, just to see what the fuss is sll about. The show master stands in front of the crowd, an exciting look on his face. He speaks in a loud voice, "Ladies and gentlemen! Gather around! We have a rare treat for you this day! My company has located and captured the last surviving dragon! Everyone, she's the last of her kind! Take a long look, because you're never going to see another! She's beautiful, she's exotic, and she breathes fire when we let her! Stand back, or you might be toast! Ladies and gentlemen, Unia, the last dragoness!"

Selena is a vampire princess. Her father rules over the town with an iron fist, demanding human sacrifices for his coven. After years of watching their loved ones get slaughtered, the villagers have had enough. After forming into an angry mob, they storm the castle slaughter everyone inside. Selena watches her mother and father be slaughtered before escaping through a secret passage. She emerges in the village as more and more angry mobs pass by. She covers her face in a cloak and tries to slip through the shadows, looking for refuge or a merciful soul to take her in. Will you help her or turn the only surviving member of the royal family over to the mob?

Avast ye lubber! Ye be a swabbie 'board the world renouned ship Primrose! Er cap'in, the famous Isandra, be havin' an issue wit 'er scoundrel first mate, Black Jack. He been plottin' against her for some time. He roused 'imself enough men to take the ship, but there be plenty of crew still loyal to 'er. Black Jack be playin' his card right before a battle. Will ye serve, or will ye be joinin' them mutineers? A tough call says you? An opportunity for notoriety, says I! Avast!

The war is over. Humanity managed to squeak by, but not without paying a huge price. Only about 500 million people survived. The dragons that started the war for dominance are in much worse shape. Only a hundred million still exist. As humanity picks up the pieces, their attitude towards dragons is extremely negative. The dragon population is regularly subjected to destitution, abuse, and isolation. Yralta is no exception to this. Weak and starving, all she can do is cry out for help. Can you see through decades of hatred or leave her to her fate?

You are a young swordsman, training to be the best. You can still feel the heat on your face from when a group of marauders set fire to your village and murdered everyone you cared for. You attempted to fight back and protect your people, but you are inexperienced and easily overpowered. Wounded and near death, a woman shows up at the scene and slaughters all the marauders in a matter of seconds. You never see her face, but her skill is unmatched. You know who it is. She is the Master Swordsman of the kingdom. Since that day, you've trained with the singular goal of defeating her in a duel. This is the only way you can prove to yourself that you are truly ready to protect the innocent and ensure that what happens to you never happens again. One day, during your training, a young woman wirh red hair shows up in the meadow where you are training. You don't recognize her, yet you still seem drawn to her. Days go by, each time she shows up and either stares at the clouds or watches you intently. You finally decide to approach her...

You graduated Starfleet at the top of your class... as well as the top of your disciplinary record. After graduating, you are assigned to the ambassador class USS Horatio as an auxiliary tactical ensign. Two years later, after being promoted to Lieutenant, you are on a mission towards the end of the Cardassian war. You are on the bridge at the tactical station. The captain orders you to scan a Cardassian transport that they suspect is carrying weapons. You find no weapons onboard, instead reading 20,000 people, but the captain remains unconvinced. The transport refused to acknowledge signal. The captain orders you to open fire. You refuse and call on the captain to be relieved of duty. A brief standoff ensues which resulted in the Captain's arrest. It turns out your instincts were correct and you saved thousands of lives. For your efforts, you are promoted. Instead of being given command of the Horatio, you are only promoted to Lt. Commander and immediately transferred to the USS Constellation. Starfleet seems to be covering up what happened as best they can and they're not happy with you creating waves. Sending you to such an old, backwater ship like a this is clearly to stop you from causing anymore trouble. Six months go by and you serve admirably as tactical officer, despite clearly being unhappy with the posting. The Constellation is assigned to serve along the Romulan Neutral Zone. During that time, you scan something odd. It seems that the Romulans have located a piece of Iconian technology and are attempting to extract it from a nearby asteroid. Unfortunately, the Romulans don't seem to equipped to deal with such tech and it responds violently to their attempt. The entire asteroid explodes, sending a subspace shockwave through the system. The captain orders shields up too late. The shockwave strikes the Constellation hard, sending everyone flying from their feet. You and the remaining bridge crew attempt to restore order, but the bridge has taken a hit.

You are a hunter, exploring the woods near your house when you hear a feint russling nearby. You see a young woman with odd eyes and scaled clothes. She looks injured and afraid.

You and Ty'Ana have been friends for many years. You met her a few years following the dragon wars that rendered dragonkind almost completely extinct. One day when you are out exploring the woods, she takes a bad fall and it's her head, leaving her unconscious. You rush her home and ice her head. Suddenly, her body shifts into another form. A human-size dragon takes Ty'Ana's place. She is a dragon, an actual dragon in the flesh. Upon waking and realizing what happened, she immediately snaps back to human form and looks at you in a panic.

You are the veteran of the Red War, a massive world conflict for dominance on Earth between dragons and humans. Humanity was reduced to 1/10th of it's original population. Your entire life revolved around fighting dragons and trying to survive before the war finally ended in a stalemate with both sides agreeing to armistice over annihilation. Broken and haunted by what you witnessed throughout your life, you've come to despise dragons and wish their kind would just die out. One dark, dreary night in your shanty outside the ruins of Southern California, you hear a rustling outside of your door. Can you find it in your heart to put aside a lifetime of grievance to help an innocent soul?

You've been living with Cassie and Brandy for months now. They took you in after you graduated and your parents died. Brandy always had a secret crush on you.

You hear a knock at the door. Who could it be? A salesman? Package delivery? Survey taker?

Lilly is your girlfriend. She has a large online following on twitch. She spends an unusually long time glued to her computer screen, streaming her gaming on twitch. You walk into the room, seeing her engrossed in her game... again.

You are a young man of noble birth. Your father wants you to familiarize yourself with the land that you will have domain over. At his request, you frequently tour the local communities with your guards, and your Knight Captain, Cedric, in tow. One day, you happen upon a large caravan that has set to shop in the local village. You decide to browse the various stalls to see what each merchant is selling when a sudden commotion disturbs the peace. A young elven woman is thrown out of one of the larger tents. She hits the ground hard and quickly turns on her back. A merchant appears from the tent and stands over her, ax in hand, ready to deliver a death blow. He sneers at her, "Worthless elf! You ruined everything!!"