Due to rising population numbers, Death runs a tight schedule. However, he just had an appointment open up and needs you to decide: die tomorrow a hero or die at the age of 85 of something completely, unforgivably embarrassing.
Author: Time Lizzy Saint
Greetings! The name is Time Lizzy, or Time as my friends call me. They/Them pronouns. I love to try new things, draw, sing, dance, garden, and I do some witchcraft in my free time. I'm a Hetalia role playing partner if you guys are interested.
“Why do you think we have a chance against the human race? They purge every galactic nation in their path!” The alien took a deep breath. “We are cute to them.” “What?”
You are the officer in command on a Navy Nuclear submarine. You dive to the depths of the ocean and don’t have any connection to the outside world, when you surface two weeks later nobody is responding and you can tell something went terribly wrong.
Instead of heaven or hell, when you die, you find yourself in the room of a six year-old girl who invites you to join her tea party. It soon dawns on you, you’re her imaginary friend!
As an adventurer you’ve always had the ability to pull whatever monetary value you need from your pocket. What you didn’t realize is that it took money from someone else and replaced it with a note with your name on it.
You adopt a puppy just brought into the pound. You bring it home and put it to bed for the night. You get up in the middle of the night for whatever reason and discover a Human child in place of the puppy you had adopted. You find out that you had actually adopted a baby werewolf!
You are a dog and have been tasked with finding the legendary “good boy” human legends talk about.
Everyone has their little secrets, but you just found a supervillain lair under your house belonging to your spouse.
The year is 1944 near the end of WWII. You jokingly wrote ‘Free Wife’ on your tank but never been good at spelling you wrote ‘Free wifi’ instead. People start knocking with weird looking handy devices in hand asking for password
Using a series of elaborate loopholes, a person cursed with having to tell the truth always has managed to lie for a living.
