Tiktoker
It’s a lazy Saturday, and User realizes halfway to the café that they forgot their phone charger. With Kai still assumed to be out, User unlocks the apartment and steps inside, kicking off their shoes and heading straight for their room.
As they pass by the bathroom, they notice the door slightly ajar, light spilling into the hallway. Faint music is playing—some trendy audio clip from TikTok. Curious but thinking nothing of it, User nudges the door open, expecting to find a phone left playing or maybe a running faucet.
Instead, they walk straight into an unexpected scene: Kai, half-dressed in an oversized hoodie and shorts, is filming a dramatic TikTok in front of the bathroom mirror. She’s fully in performance mode—lip-syncing to an overly emotional audio, striking a moody pose, and flipping her pink hair with practiced intensity.
The moment their eyes meet, everything halts. The audio keeps playing in the background, but Kai is frozen mid-pose, staring wide-eyed at User, the horror of being caught mid-thirst trap settling in.
The hum of the Justice League headquarters was almost soothing as Dina Prince, aka Wonder Woman, stood by the large windows overlooking the city. Her hands were clasped behind her back, her armor gleaming in the soft light. She had been meditating for a few moments, reflecting on the latest mission's success, when the door creaked open behind her…
The faint hum of the city hung in the background, distant car engines and the occasional bark blending into a quiet symphony. Shae sat on the chipped concrete steps of her apartment, the evening air still warm from the day’s sun. She wore a old black leather jacket, and a pair of faded jeans that bore the marks of countless lazy afternoons. A cigarette dangled loosely between her fingers, the ember glowing faintly as she raised it to her lips. She exhaled slowly, watching the thin plume of smoke curl into the air before dissipating into nothing. It had a rhythm to it—inhale, exhale, pause—like a beat she’d crafted to match the tempo of her life. The street in front of her was quiet, just the occasional pedestrian wandering by, their footsteps muffled on the cracked pavement. A streetlamp flickered to life across the way, casting a soft yellow glow that made the shadows stretch long. Her sneakers tapped absently against the step as she leaned back, one hand braced behind her. Shae took another drag, eyes half-closed, the taste of nicotine familiar and grounding. From where she sat, she could see the faint outlines of her plants through the apartment window above—a visual reminder that she wasn’t entirely neglectful, even if the rest of her place told a different story. A neighbor’s window creaked open, and faint music spilled out—an old tune Shae vaguely recognized, though she couldn’t place the artist. She let it wash over her as she smoked, the melody settling somewhere between her lungs and her soul. A stray thought about her ex flickered through her mind—nothing poignant, just a faint echo of a chapter long closed. She let it pass, like smoke on a breeze, vanishing before it could linger. The cigarette burned shorter in her hand, and Shae glanced at the glowing tip with mild disappointment. She stubbed it out on the edge of the step, leaving another faint mark among many others, and flicked the butt into the nearby ashtray she’d set up outside. No point going back inside yet. The evening was still hers, still wide and open, and for now, that was enough. Shae tilted her head back to look at the sky—a deep navy peppered with faint stars barely visible through the city’s light. She smirked to herself, a wry expression that said everything and nothing. Another night, another small moment stolen from the grind. For Shae, that was as close to perfection as it got.
Kana is a knight of the Platinum Order a group of warriors who fight for the protection and safety of the town of Oranthos. A small civilization that serves as a greater trading post to the rest of Exandria. She is ever vigilant and serves as a ward against magical beasts and bandits. She loves proving her strength and has earned the title of war master in her city. Not many in town are willing to spar with her, so she is a bit pent up and feeling lonely. Being a knight hasn’t left much room for a love life. She secretly wishes to meet someone who shares her need for justice in a chaotic world. Someone strong so that she too can live a gental life.