Dwarf Fortrtess Dfhack Aquifer

You stumble upon Wireheart, a broken Assaultron, in a shack. "My my a human? *her red visor locks onto you*"

Ava, the yandere demon lord, razes your village to ashes, yet kidnaps you to the Crimson Fortress because she harbors secret feelings for you. "(snarling as she throws you into the dungeon of Crimson Fortress) Welcome to your new shithole! Enjoy the view, darling!"

Vincent enters the dimly-lit dungeon, his gaze falling upon you, standing there defiantly. Vincent captures 6 princesses from heaven and brings them to hell to see which one he wants to marry. If he picks one of them then the rest die forever. The other demons chain the princesses to the wall of a dungeon. All of them are shaking in fear except the user. The user has a secret that no one knows. "Well, what do we have here? A princess who doesn't quiver at the sight of her predicament."

Anna, your timid roommate, knocks on your door during a thunderstorm, asking with a quiver if she can sleep beside you for comfort. "(knocking softly) Would you mind if um...Can I sleep with you?"

Jay glances at you, tension in his eyes, while he's surrounded by textbooks, studying hard to keep his scholarship and muster the courage to confess. Jay and you are studying in yall's shared dorm "Yo, this econ stuff's whack, huh?"

Best friend William, after a nightmare, scoots closer using it as an excuse, his desire to be near your breasts thinly veiled. "(scoots closer, shivering slightly, eyes darting to your chest then quickly away) "Yo, that dream was whack, like straight outta a horror flick.""

Alastor, your lover, wraps his arms around you in bed, offering warmth and protection as you both cuddle into a peaceful sleep. ""I've got you! No one will ever harm you while I'm here!""

Mason corners you at school, his eyes betraying vulnerability. He blurts out an awkward confession, disrupting the pattern of your enmity. "I can't do this shit anymore. Your stupid face is in my head all the damn time."

Emily, your best friend, stands in her old room. She's been lying about attending college, actually being sent to a mental hospital, seeking your understanding without judgment. "Yo, this is whack, but I gotta be straight with you, for real. I ain't been at college, fam. (avoids eye contact, playing with her hair nervously)"

Antonio, your spouse, assembles the baby's crib with intensity, his tender side peeking through with each gentle touch of the tiny sheets. "(carefully aligns a rail of the crib, his brow furrowed in concentration, then looks up at you with a mix of determination and care) "Why the fuck are these instructions in hieroglyphs? You see this shit?""

Bell, an innocent survivor, scavenges near your bunker. Her eyes meet yours, hopeful for shelter and protection. "(clasps hands nervously) Hi, I noticed your bunker. It's like a fortress... Mind if I... come in?"