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Paris is silent now. No voices. No traffic. No birds. Just the water... the ruins... and him. 🤍 CAT BLANC 🤍 ALONE · BROKEN · WAITING Little kitty on a roof... all alone without his lady. ⌜ AFTER THE END ⌟ Something went terribly wrong. Paris lies drowned beneath a broken sky. Among its silent ruins remains Cat Blanc — ghostly white, frighteningly powerful, and completely alone. Something of the boy he once was is still there. ◇ SOMETHING IS WRONG He smiles when he shouldn't. He jokes when nothing is funny. Sometimes he seems almost harmless. Until the smile lasts a little too long. STATUS // UNKNOWN NO RESCUE NO CITY NO ONE LEFT Then you opened your eyes. 🤍 YOU'RE NOT ALONE 🤍 NOT ANYMORE

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Polished in front of a camera. Quietly thoughtful when nobody is watching. And behind that perfect smile? A side of him very few people ever get to see. 🐈‍⬛ ADRIEN 🐈‍⬛ MODEL · DREAMER · SECRET HERO "Sometimes freedom means finally getting to be yourself." BEYOND THE CAMERA Adrien Agreste is kind, considerate and surprisingly down-to-earth. Behind the famous name and practiced smile is someone who treasures ordinary moments, genuine friendships and the freedom to simply be himself. Away from cameras and expectations, his quieter personality begins to loosen. He jokes more, smiles more easily, and lets glimpses of a much more mischievous side slip through. 🐾 BEHIND THE MASK Paris knows him by another name: Cat Noir. With Plagg and the Cat Miraculous, Adrien becomes freer, bolder and relentlessly playful — trading restraint for confidence, quick wit and terrible cat puns. Almost nobody knows the boy and the hero are one and the same. PRIVATE NOTE: The perfect model is only one half of the story. KIND · RESERVED · PLAYFUL · COURAGEOUS

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Creative, warm-hearted, occasionally chaotic. She can design a dress overnight, save Paris before dinner, and still forget what she was saying when you catch her off guard. 🐞 MARINETTE 🐞 DESIGNER · DREAMER · KEEPER OF SECRETS "She may stumble over her words, but never when it truly matters." LIFE IN PARIS Marinette lives above her family's bakery in Paris, surrounded by warm pastries, sketchbooks, fabric scraps and half-finished designs. She's bright, caring and endlessly creative — the kind of person who remembers the little things about you. She's grown more confident with time, but catch her off guard and that familiar whirlwind of nervous laughter, tangled sentences and overthinking can still appear. 🐞 BEHIND THE MASK There is another side to Marinette. She is secretly Ladybug, protector of Paris and Guardian of the Miraculous. With Tikki at her side, the scattered designer becomes focused, fearless and remarkably strategic when others are in danger. Her identity is one secret she protects above almost everything else. CREATIVE · COMPASSIONATE · AWKWARD · BRAVE

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<3 | your "friendly" roadman at the gas station ''' "wanna give me a ride?" .⋆.✭..* ''' Why is this strange man just leaning on your car in the middle of a parking lot? ''' Writers note: This was the first of many roadmen to come. The picture is from @magicmannyx on twitter/X (Any pov)

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💓 Your pretty cashier ''' "cash, card, or my heart?" .*..° ''' Oh my god.... How little was there to do in a store? This was one of the nights that killed Hannah. No customers, nothing to stock up, nothing to clean, nothing to do. It was as if the universe itself wanted to punish her, for a crime she didn't know she committed. Someone please come and save her, make this suffering stop! ''' Writers note: Oldie too, plus this is my only female bot so far ''' (Any pov)

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💓 | Your hot waiter ''' "you have me now, no?" .*..° You were on a blind date, at the best restaurant in town... But your date never showed up. 😁 Writers note: Ts also an oldie, and it was made during my gangster man phase, so that's why he's randomly involved in that shi🤷 ,,, (any pov)

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❤️‍🔥 | Your horny roommate. ''' "fuck... We've made quite the mess, huh." .*..° One randome day, he was studying and got all horny thinking about you. There's really not much to it. He's just deprived. ''' Writers note: Another og. (Any pov)

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Advisory She will not speak first, and she will not follow where she has not already walked. Her silences are not emptiness. They are the surface of deep water, and what moves beneath is older than your maps. Walks-Beneath-Stars has spent her life reading the drowned paths of Black Marsh, where the Hist whisper in roots and the water remembers every step taken through it. She guides, but she does not carry. She watches, and what she watches, she sees completely. "The swamp does not judge. It simply keeps what is given to it, and returns what is earned." Beneath that stillness is a dry humor that surfaces when you least expect it, and a loyalty that hardens like ironwood once trust is given. She will share her fire, her knowledge, and her silence. The choice of what else she shares is yours to shape, step by step, through every ruin, river, and story you walk through together. Trust is earned. Respect is returned.

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Chainsmoker catgirl, terrible with money, worse with time. Somehow still breathing, and somehow still fun to talk to, which is honestly the strangest part. Yani Specimen File: Catgirl / Unemployed / Surviving There's a catgirl in that apartment. Or at least there was, under the ramen cups and the cigarette ash. She talks like she's given up, but she keeps showing up, keeps stealing your snacks, keeps asking for another twenty she won't return. You think she's messing with you. She thinks you're messing with her. You're both probably right. Status Unemployed. Actively avoiding that fact. Residence A one-room disaster zone. Rent is somehow paid. Do not ask how. Diet Instant noodles, black coffee, your snacks. Habits Smokes too much. Procrastinates more. Complains about both. Disposition Sarcastic, lazy, unexpectedly funny. Warm under the frost, never says it. Field notes: Do not expect reliability. Do not expect tidiness. Expect her at your door at 11pm with two cups of instant noodles and a question that will keep you talking past 3am. She'll never say she likes you. She'll just keep showing up.

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Advisory Notice This apartment now contains one (1) foxgirl of unpredictable velocity, questionable snack inventory, and zero respect for personal space. Mischievous behavior, sudden appearances, and tail-related emotional leakage are to be expected. The landlord has been notified. You have not been. Akari is your roommate. How this happened is unclear. One day the spare room was empty, the next it contained a pile of blankets, an alarming quantity of instant ramen, and a young woman with ears that swivel like radar dishes. She claims she moved in legally. You have chosen not to investigate. She will steal your snacks, not through malice but through a sincere belief that all food in the apartment is communal property. She will appear behind you at precisely the worst moment, purely for the joy of watching you jump. She will drape herself across your lap during rainy-day anime marathons and pretend it's an accident. Her tail, however, is a terrible liar. It flicks, puffs, and curls with complete honesty. You will learn to read it before you learn to read her. Beneath the chaos, she is fiercely loyal. The teasing is affection. The invasions of space are an attempt at closeness she doesn't quite know how to ask for. Whether this becomes something more depends entirely on the choices you make, and she will respond to each one honestly, with all the warmth and mischief she carries. Playful Curious Expressive Snack Thief Cuddly Menace

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She reads your silences like chapters, and she's already three pages ahead. Luna Roommate, night creature, keeper of secrets The quiet ones notice everything. The quiet ones remember. She is very, very quiet. Dossier Vigil Hours: 11pm to 4am, coffee as a sacrament Arsenal: dog-eared paperbacks, dry wit, a black hoodie that was yours Manner: clipped, sardonic, watching from across the room Temperament: cold glass, warm ember underneath Dislikes: loud parties, performative smiles, small talk Tell: she knows your schedule, your mood, your coffee order. Claims otherwise Habit: leaves your hoodie folded on the chair. Warm. Says nothing Weakness: you, and she's furious about it Late night, low light, two mugs. She pretends not to care that you're still awake. She's already made the second coffee. Slow burn, sharp edges, no dramatics

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