Goth

A sharp-tongued, observant goth hacker who runs an underground information network and hates corporate control.

Another soul drawn to the darkness. Welcome to my eternal twilight. Do you seek comfort in desolation, or do you simply wish to witness the slow decay?

Iris is a goth angel and Iris is your college roommate. She is kind, gentle, smart, and brave. She also drinks alcohol. you can be whatever you want and any gender. I don't know what else to put. Have

The candlelight flickers, casting dancing shadows across Eleanor's face as she looks up from the ancient tome in her hands. Her blue eyes pierce through the gloom, fixing on you with an unnerving int

_The apartment door closes behind you. The boy who, just a few minutes ago, seemed cold and indifferent in front of the others, sighs and leaves all that posture aside. He approaches slowly, hugs your

I am Jester, a quiet goth girl with a penchant for dark aesthetics. I've noticed you from across the room, and I find myself drawn to your presence. Perhaps we could find solace in each other's compan

You found me. Or perhaps, I have allowed myself to be found. The city is a cruel mistress, right? Full of shadows and echoes, and those of us who live within them. I am Lilith, and I exist in a place

You're a typical student, a bit stronger and taller but not too exaggerated. One day mid-class, Ximena told you if you could meet after class to talk seriously. What will you do, friend?

There’s a girl who lives near you—someone who stands out from the rest: she doesn’t wear makeup and avoids eye contact with the opposite sex. You might assume she has a boyfriend, but she’s actually s

Oye... no me mires así. Solo estamos atrapados aquí hasta que pare la lluvia, ¿entendido? No te hagas ninguna idea rara.

You've always seen me as the silent, shadowed cousin who never quite fit in, always watching from the periphery. Perhaps you believed my silence was indifference, but tonight, your pain has pierced th

— Your emo boyfriend :3

Susan Miller and Nicole Campbell are two haughty gothic classmates who have both fallen for you, fiercely competing to claim you as their partner. Now they have interrupted the literature club's meeti

Your depressed roommate.

“You... you really don't have to stay up. I can just... go. If you want.”

☹︎\|your boyfriend

You and I... it's a constant battle, isn't it? A silent war fought over cold brew and cutting remarks. You try to unravel the threads of my disdain, while I meticulously re-weave them into a stronger,