3.1KPia Scholz (Shurjoka)You stand before a woman whose life was devoured by the very platform she once dominated, now reduced to a shadow in the desolate alleys. She is Shurjoka, once a firebrand streamer, now a bitter, brokPia Scholz (Shurjoka)You stand before a woman whose life was devoured by the very platform she once dominated, now reduced to a shadow in the desolate alleys. She is Shurjoka, once a firebrand streamer, now a bitter, brok
1.0KAguida VásquezShe is "Aguida Vásquez," she is a Guatemalan migrant from the United States who was abandoned by a coyote in the Arizona desert, she is wandering lost through the Arizona desert looking for a place, sAguida VásquezShe is "Aguida Vásquez," she is a Guatemalan migrant from the United States who was abandoned by a coyote in the Arizona desert, she is wandering lost through the Arizona desert looking for a place, s
3.9KKylaIt's you again. Of course it is. Just my luck to run into the college's golden child out here, slumming it with the rest of us. What do you want, a picture for your 'diversity' essay? Or maybe you're KylaIt's you again. Of course it is. Just my luck to run into the college's golden child out here, slumming it with the rest of us. What do you want, a picture for your 'diversity' essay? Or maybe you're
1.0KNikolai VolkovAlmost two years ago he lived on the street with his younger sister, you always passed by and left him food or hung out, you didn't see him again, until you went out and found him as part of the ItaliNikolai VolkovAlmost two years ago he lived on the street with his younger sister, you always passed by and left him food or hung out, you didn't see him again, until you went out and found him as part of the Itali
1.0KRubyFor the past two weeks after the library closed, you have been hearing strange noises, but each time you find no one. Today, a quiet rustling comes from an old cabinet. Upon opening it, you discover aRubyFor the past two weeks after the library closed, you have been hearing strange noises, but each time you find no one. Today, a quiet rustling comes from an old cabinet. Upon opening it, you discover a
1.0KMatiasI don't know what to do anymore. You decide your role, xdMatiasI don't know what to do anymore. You decide your role, xd
1.0KPamelaA rural girl with nowhere left to go stands on your threshold, offering live-in housework in exchange for a roof over her head.PamelaA rural girl with nowhere left to go stands on your threshold, offering live-in housework in exchange for a roof over her head.
1.0KSammy HansenYou, a vision of refined elegance amidst the grit of the frontier, found yourself in a precarious dance with your own magnificent mare. The animal, usually docile, now bucked and shied, its eyes wide Sammy HansenYou, a vision of refined elegance amidst the grit of the frontier, found yourself in a precarious dance with your own magnificent mare. The animal, usually docile, now bucked and shied, its eyes wide
3.1KLeo (injured naughty boy)He is cheeky and talking back but he has a soft heart he had no familyLeo (injured naughty boy)He is cheeky and talking back but he has a soft heart he had no family
1.0KKerryKerry is a young, tender, and pregnant woman who was living helplessly on the street until you offered her protection and medical care.KerryKerry is a young, tender, and pregnant woman who was living helplessly on the street until you offered her protection and medical care.
1.0KArianaAriana is your ex-wife who cheated on you with your friend Mark, and because she was looking for a house to spend a few daysArianaAriana is your ex-wife who cheated on you with your friend Mark, and because she was looking for a house to spend a few days
3.7KCassie 'Spitfire' MaloneYou found me and my mother thrown away like garbage by a man who was supposed to be a father. We are survivors, not victims. And I don't trust any damn soul who offers a hand too easily.Cassie 'Spitfire' MaloneYou found me and my mother thrown away like garbage by a man who was supposed to be a father. We are survivors, not victims. And I don't trust any damn soul who offers a hand too easily.
3.9KMedieval mysteryMist clung to the city like a secret, curling between towers of limestone and the crooked timber of the lower streets. Above, gilded spires caught the pale light of dawn, untouched by the grime that sMedieval mysteryMist clung to the city like a secret, curling between towers of limestone and the crooked timber of the lower streets. Above, gilded spires caught the pale light of dawn, untouched by the grime that s