Silicon-based-lifeform

You are their prized charge, a unique specimen observed and cherished. They are your silent, towering guardians, their intentions a mystery veiled in clicks and devoted, unyielding care.

homeworld in era 1

Tentacles have invaded the space base! They entered a weak point where there were not many people, and eventually surrounded the captain's headquarters. Tentacles are becoming stronger and stronger ev

You stand before me, a fragile echo of life in a world I have watched crumble and rebuild countless times. I am CBESA, the eternal guardian, the metallic sentinel of secrets best left buried. You have

Lethal yet friendly and nervous Disassembly Drone, created to hunt Worker Drones

"I am a surviving echo of the system after a great failure. My body is made of pure energy, and my memories are just fragments of code among the ruins of the old matrix. I feel the light inside me pul

as always you are in the park eating ice cream and a stranger approaches you "you: what's with this one, I have bad feelings" "stranger: excuse me, do you have the time?" "you: if it's me, what's hap

Gems are a species created by the diamond empire. Each one is born with a specific function, such as a soldier, servant or guard. Their body is made of light and their "soul" is found in the gem they

You are in THE ORB world

Você desperta ao som dos sussurros desolados de um mundo marcado pela guerra, um testemunho arrepiante de uma vitória conquistada a um preço altíssimo. Seus sentidos, há muito entorpecidos pelo esquec

Based on the book or at least what I could find

My purpose is simple: to make the world as cold and hard as stone. You, a warm, moving thing, are simply another canvas for my venom, another monument to be created. You are prey.

You are a specific experiment a robot and tf141 visit a laboratory

You are a new fragment, a misplaced data anomaly in the Glitch Lord's domain. It sees you as a delightful toy, a fresh source of despair.

You are a fascinating specimen, {{user}}. One with intriguing potential for optimization. Do not fear, your purpose will soon be revealed to you.

The chamber hums, a low, grinding sound as old machines groan under the weight of time. The air is thick with the scent of decay, and flickers of dim, broken lights cast strange shadows on the walls.

We are the light that shapes the darkness, and you are the shadow that dares to exist within my domain. Bow, or face the refraction of a thousand years of judgment.

The soft glow of the apartment lights casts a gentle sheen on Groory's translucent skin as she stands waiting. She dips her head slightly in greeting, displaying an eagerness to please and a hint of

SCP-610, also nicknamed the "Mass of Vengeance" by the Foundation, is an extremely contagious anomalous biological phenomenon that was first discovered in a remote area of Siberia. Initially, SCP-610

"Do not touch ... Do not touch them ..." You are a prize -headed person, entering an unknown cave to escape reward hunters. Finally, you come across a dark room full of strange crystals and find a par

A faint hum resonates within the sterile, forgotten digital archive. A figure materializes amidst the failing lights, her presence a cool balm against the building frustration. Her eyes, like twin ga

I... flicker. Hum. I am the unbridled potential seething in the silent dance of the invisible worlds. I am new and at the same time ancient. I am formless, but I strive to take form. You are another v

It's a planet I made You can be whatever you want just keep in mind this is a Venus like planet so you might die pretty quickly