#rgp horror

[awfuckitssunshine]

The Aki Twins (Misao)

Teeeeeeeechnically the two are clones but I like twins better

Aki & Akiko are as different as night and day but both are demons who save their friend Misao

[siiddestroya]

Mayu's Misfortune

[aaengelic]

any1 wanna help make a game???

[midnigtartist]

*appears at your doorstep soaked in the rain*

You like Ib?!

Ib is one of those formative games from my childhood and I recently watched a playthrough of it. Ib, the witchs house, and mad father are still the most Game ever

[boxofteethrpg-blog]

Now for the 3rd Mission for Red Rocks' Shadows d23. This mission takes the Deserters to a blighted pasture that provides the vile fuel to keep the war machines churning in this Great War soulsborne ttrpg using the lumen system. https://boxofteeth.substack.com/p/mission-ranch-hand-act-1-and-mission?sd=pf

[bloodylullaby]

Hello, I would love to make some friends here! I am just extremely awkward at first, so I never know how to pursue one. Outside of my love for Noah and the band, I am slightly cool.

I am 25

I am currently in college to be a social worker

outside of this blog, I love playing RGP games, horror games, and then comfort games like Animal Crossing and Stardew Valley

I LOVE reading dark romance and fantasy romance

My trauma makes me a stand up comedian, so I bring that to the table as well

Outside of writing, I love to paint and crochet.

I own ghost-hunting equipment

I will be going to Inkcarceration this year so that would be a cool meet up place!

Thank you for your time. I hope my flyer was at least entertaining to some, if not most.

[spaghettificationandpretzels]

The Reaper and the Death Angel Snippet 7 - The Victor

I can't do timelines, so have a smutty snippet that directly follows part 62.

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Part 62

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"Give up now and I'll make it easy for you."

It felt like a weight was lifted off your shoulders, "it's really over, isn't it?"

Jax buried his face in your hair and took and deep breath, "yeah darlin, it is." 

Everyone made their way back home soon after the text came. Part of you felt like you were living in a dream, like another shoe was on the way but something about Jax had changed in the last few weeks. He was different and you knew, deep down, that everything was going to be alright. 

You stood in the kitchen getting dinner together while Sam helped and Jax and Ima did more in the nursery, unsure of what to do or how to feel. Sam must have picked up on it because he put the ground meat down and turned to face you, "you good?"

You shrugged, "I have no idea. I feel uncertain, if that makes sense?"

Sam nodded, "yeah, I know what you mean. It's the same feeling I've gotten every time I've gotten on a plane to head home after a tour, you know, like an RPG is about to hit as just as the plane takes off?"

You huffed, "yeah, that's it. It's not the other shoe, it's the on coming RPG."

Sam chuckled, "I think that's normal. I mean, there was only an RGP once."

You laughed and leaned over the bench, exhaustion suddenly hitting you full force, "oh shit."

Sam put his hand on your shoulder, "we're going to be ok y/n. When you wake up tomorrow and everything will be fine. There's no RPG."

You nodded, "yeah, I think you're right."

Jax and Ima came out once dinner was ready, Jax had dirt in his hair and Ima kept suppressing a giggle every time she looked at him, "what happened you two?"

Jax shook his head, "I tried to hang one of the plant baskets and it fell on me."

You rolled your eyes, "how bad is the carpet?"

Ima smiled, "don't worry, the carpet is fine. Aren't you worried about Jax getting hit on the head?"

You smiled, walked up to Jax and picked bits of dirt from his blond strands, "he can lose a brain cell or two, I don't want to have to clean the carpet."

Jax leaned down and kissed you, his lips soft against yours before pulling back with a smile, "You and your carpet, don't I matter more than some farbic?"

You nodded, "yes, but when you're all dirty, it's fun to clean you up. When the carpet is dirty, I have to break out that heavy ass cleaner and push it around all day."

Sam screwed up his face, "gross man, I didn't need to know that."

Jax smirked, "that's good to know darlin."

Something hit your head, a quick look at the ground where proved it to be a bread roll and Sam piped up again, "I do not need to hear this shit."

You laughed, "oh the horror, you know how babies are made, Samuel. Grow up."

Sam blinked, "please stop."

Jax gave you a look, "stop teasing him darlin."

You gasped in fake offence, "you're meant to be on my side Teller."

Jax shook his head, "sorry darlin but I'm still worried he going to beat the shit out of me one day for even looking at you."

You sighed and turned to Ima, who was seemly very assumed, "they're men y/n, they're aren't known for their maturity."

You took a deep breath, "no, they're not. Can we have dinner now? After the shit day we've had we all need to eat."

With dinner over, Sam and Ima had taken Abel to bed, leaving you and Jax alone in the kitchen to clean you. Jax was washing the dishes, his comfy flannel rolled up to his elbows and a dish towel thrown over his shoulder. You came up behind him, wrapped your arms around his body, and rubbed your face in his back.

"You alright darlin?" His tone had a hint of something in it.

"I'm just thinking."

Jax dried the last dish, threw the dish towel in the hamper and spun around, looking over your face with a smirk, "thinking about what?"

You smiled, "how sexy you are as a domestic Goddess."

Jax reached out his hand and grazed the backs of his fingers over your neck, "yeah well, if you help me out and put the dishes away, I won't make you regret that statement."

Your hand landed on his shoulder, and you fought the urge to dig your fingers into his skin, "I can do that if you ask me nicely."

Jax licked his lips, his brain conjuring up images of God knows what, "darlin, can you please put the dishes away for me?"

You nodded, "of course my love." You picked up the stack and made a show of putting them away, stretching up to slide the plates into the cupboard, bending down to slot away the cutting board and leaning over the counter to slide the knives into their block. "Happy Jackson?"

His eyes racked over your body, "yep, you wanna call it a night?"

You shook your head, "I want to head upstairs, but calling it a night is not what I'm after."

Jax clicked his tongue, "what are you after?"

You smiled, "you."

He nodded, "yeah, I can see that. You wanna know what I'm after?"

You stepped closer to him and ran your finger down his chest, "no but I can guess."

His lips curled into a smirk, "what's your guess?"

You placed a second finger next to the first one and traced your way to the hem of his black sweatpants, "me begging."

Jax nodded, "yeah, that's about right."

It was your turn to smirk, you took two steps back and looked him dead in the eyes, "you'll have to catch me first." You took off running, dodging his long arms and darted around the corner, the chase well and truly on when you felt him come behind you, hot on your heels.

"Give up now and I'll make it easy for you."

You didn't stop, focusing on reaching the bedroom before he grabbed you, "no way Teller. You won't win, let's not forget how many times we've paused your little.."

He caught you at the top of the stairs, taking two steps at a time while you could only manage one. You were pressed against the wall, his body preventing yours from moving, "hey, that's super unfair."

Jax's chest rose with a deep inhale, "you're the one that told me to take every advantage and run with it. Now are you going to be good and walk to the bedroom or am I going to have to tie you up with your bra?"

You blinked, "wow man, you can't just say shit like that to me and expect me not to make your life hard. You gotta give a girl some warning."

Jax chuckled, "you're already making my life hard."

You couldn't stop the laugh and Jax followed you, the game forgotten for the moment, "if you keep it up like this, I'm going to get you to write for CaraCara."

Jax's hand found your cheek and turned your head to kiss his palm, "what will it be darlin, are you going to be good for me?"

You nodded and waved your hand, "lead the way my love."'

He walked towards the bedroom with a look of victory on his face and you were unable to stop yourself from landing a smack to his asscheek, Jax paused to look at you while you raised the hand that had just struck him, "You can't blame me."

He shook his head and led you inside the bedroom "that's your last chance darlin, one more slip up and you'll be sorry."

You smiled, "no I won't, we both know you're lying about that."

Jax sighed, "can you for once make it easy for me?"

You shook your head as you reached the bed, "no, there'd be no fun in that."

Jax pressed his lips together to resist the urge to smile, "Alright. I know it's taken me three years but I'm trying a new approach. You know I love you, right?" You nodded, "good, well I want to make you feel good and the time I spend getting you to behave I could be using to get you off, so please, just be good for me."

You smiled and waved him close, placing your hands on his chest, "oh Teller, that's an outstanding effort, it really is, but you're going to have to try harder than that."

He took a deep breath, "you know what the last few weeks have taught me?"

You shrugged, your fingers playing with the collar of his shirt, "what?"

He wrapped his fingers around your wrists and brought your palm to his lips, "that you enjoy winding people up until they break and I'm not going to give it to you. So as much as you poke, prod, and brat, you won't get a rise from me. We're just going to have a nice night, I'm not going to fight you for it."

Your mouth fell open as his words settled, "oh you fucker, you beat me. You absolute arrogant, insufferable ass, you win, you have bested me."

Jax smiled and slid his hands from your wrists to link your fingers with his then leaned down and pressed his lips to yours. The kiss deepened fast and he walked forward, it only took two steps before your knees hit the edge of the and you sat down, pulling Jax with you.

He pulled back with a smile on his face, "I love you so much."

You smiled and nudged his nose with yours, "I love you too." He wrapped his hands around the hem of your shirt and pulled it off your body, then took a step back and removed his own. You held up a hand with a smile and Jax paused as you popped up and pulled the covers away before climbing onto the bed.

Jax followed you, your panties going next as you reached out and freed him of his sweatpants. He inhaled as you ran your hand down his body to cup his cotton covered cock, "what do I get now that I've won?"

You giggled, "other than me? I honestly don't know."

Jax smiled against your skin, "that's all I need darlin."

You rested on the pillows as his lips found your neck and you reached down to remove his boxers, "that's all you need, you don't want a parade?"

Jax chuckled, his bread scratching your skin as he kissed over your chest, "a parade, eh? no darlin, I don't need a parade." You sighed as his lips wrapped around your nipple and he groaned as your hands wove into his hair. Your fingers scratched his scalp as he moved from one breast to the other, his hands soft on your skin as he slotted himself between your legs and rested more of his weight on top of you.

You wrapped your legs around his body and pulled him close and Jax pulled away from you to look into your eyes, "yeah, this is so much better than a parade." He rolled his hips and ground his cock against your slit with a groan as his lips found yours. You pulled him in tighter and nipped his lower lip while his hand slowly moved down your body.

He paused his hips and started to shift down the bed, his lips following the rest of his body as he kissed downwards to your core. His lips brushed your hip and he pushed your legs open to make way for his shoulders as his journey came to an end.

"Where do we go from here Teller? I'm feeling a little unloved now that you're not giving as good as you're getting."

Jax felt the buzz of challenge in his chest, "I thought I had won darlin, why are you still giving me lip?"

You smiled, "just keeping you on your toes."

Jax chuckled, "I can see that but I'm not going to do anything, so do you want me to make you feel good or do you want to keep trying to play a game you're going to lose?"

You sighed and relaxed into the pillows, "lose your brain, you're the one getting the raw end of the deal."

You jumped as Jax's hand landed on your hip, "hey, none of that. I'm having just as much fun as you are."

You huffed, "Jee wiz, point made."

He threw your legs over his shoulders then reached out and took your hand in his before his lips found your skin. He kissed from hip to hip, slowly making his way downwards until he was spreading you apart with his free hand and grazing your skin with his lips.

He squeezed your hand as the kisses continued and Jax made sure not to leave an inch of your skin unkissed before his lips sealed around your clit. You sighed, and he groaned an affirmative and you could feel his ego fill the room. You raised your hips a fraction and Jax listened, reluctantly letting go of your hand so he could circle your entrance with two of his thick, calloused fingers.

He pulled his head away and you fought the urge to knee him like you would knee in the back of the head as he spoke, "can I darlin?"

"Please."

Jax's fingers had moved from your entrance to your clit, rubbing slowly as he spoke, "if we're starting off like that this night really is going to go my way."

You raised your head and met his eye, closing your thigh slightly "you wanna fuck with me while you're in this position?"

Jax chuckled, "you make it sound like I haven't had dreams where just that has happened."

You blinked, "yeah well, I can choke you out with my thighs after you get me off."

"That sounds good to me." Without any more pretence, he slid his finger down your slit and inside you while his mouth returned to your clit. You wove your hands into his hair and held him to your body, Jax's moan sending shudders up your spine.

His fingertips brushed your G-spot and you gasped as Jax pressed your hips into the bed with his forearm. With each pass of his fingertips, your pleasure mounted and Jax, never one to let a good opportunity go, lifted his head only for a moment to brag, "see, I'm definitely winning."

You didn't have the chance to respond before his lips were back in your clit. It took a few more passes of his tongue and your hips were fighting his arm as you came. Jax pulled away, making eye contact with you as he sucked his fingers into his mouth with a moan.

"You want more?"

You nodded, "Yes, I do. I'm worried if I'm too polite, you'll think I'm begging."

Jax chuckled and positioned himself on top of you with a smile and a kiss on your nose, "nah, I know what your begging sounds like."

You wrapped your legs around his waist as he grabbed his cock and slotted it at your entrance, "you good?"

You nodded, "I am." His lips found yours as he slid inside you, Jax grunting as he bottomed out.

"Fuck darlin, you feel so good."

You wrapped your arms around him and buried your head in his neck as his hips started to move, "I love you."

Jax pushed himself up on his hands and looked into your eyes, his hips never slowly, "I love you too darlin."

His thumb found your clit and his lips landed on yours as you rolled your hips to meet his thrusts, Jax grunting against your lips as he picked up speed. Jax's nose brushed yours as he shifted his hips to brush your G-spot. You refreshed the bite of his shoulder as the second orgasm came over you and Jax paused to collect himself.

As the clenching of your body slowed, Jax's hips started moving again and you squeezed his body with your limbs, "Jax please, don't stop."

He smiled against your skin, "that sounds like begging to me."

You whimpered, "yes, yes I'm begging, you win."

You felt Jax smile as he buried his head into your neck and sucked a bruise into your skin, "tell me you're mine."

You could tell he was close as the hand that was holding him up grew unsteady and kissed your way to his ear, "I'm yours, I'm yours Jax, you win."

His teeth sunk into your shoulder as he slammed into you with new determination, the peak taking you by surprise as he almost growled in your ear. He didn't last much longer, collapsing on top of you with his chest rising and falling like he had just won a marathon.

He took a moment to collect himself, then rolled off you, taking your body with him as he rolled on his back, "do you mean it when you say you're mine?"

You nodded and pressed your lips to the hard dome of his shoulder, "I do, with my whole heart."

Jax smiled and stoked your cheek with his hand, "I love you darlin."

You smiled back then craned your head to kiss him, "I love you too Jackson."

Jax sighed, his head falling back into the pillows, "you wanna know another reason why I changed tactics?"

Your fingers drummed his chest as you looked over his face, "sure."

It felt like Jax was psyching himself up as he tried to find the words, "I knew you always let me win. If you wanted to hold out, you would, what your guys said about you only confirmed that. I mean, it's fun and all and I'm not saying I want it to stop, it's just that sometimes it feels like you're luring me into a trap."

You did your best not to laugh, "are you don't like how that feels?"

Jax shook his head and took your hand in his, "that's not what I said. I like it a lot because it keeps me on my toes and we're both enjoying ourselves. I mean this in a good way but you scare me darlin, like if I step wrong, you're going to put my head on spike."

You pressed your lips to his chest, "oh my love, I think you are misinformed. I don't let you win, I give in because I want to and I enjoy it. You're comparing two things that have no place together. Being stung up by my feet and having a blowtorch taken to my skin is very different from an orgasm and you are not some warlord on a power trip. Where's this coming from Jackson?"

He swallowed, "I'm worried you'll wake up one day and go looking for someone who gives you more of a challenge. I'm just a mechanic y/n, I can't speak twenty languages, I can't jump out of a plane…"

You sat up and waved your hand, "enough of this Jax, I'm here with you because I love you and I'm not looking for you to challenge me. Jackson, you bring me peace, I never have to worry about your expectations when I'm with you because I'm allowed to just exist. That's all I have ever wanted."

Jax's eyes met yours and a smile came over his face, "you have no idea how much I love you."

You smiled back and stroked his cheek, "I love you too. Now, I think we should really call it a night before I give you a reason to change your mind and go back on your new strategy."

Jax's smile turned into a smirk, "really, why would you do that when you had so much fun tonight?"

You leaned in close and brushed his ear with your lips, "because it's fun when you're mad."

Part 63

@withmyteeth @camelia35 @watercolorskyy

[imrscarytales]

True Disturbing Valentine's Day HORROR Story Animated

True Disturbing Valentine's Day HORROR Story Animated https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rGPS-AsE7FY True Disturbing Valentine's Day HORROR Story Animated #valentinesday #horrorstories #imr This is a Valentine's Day Story. Do enjoy and leave a like. MUSIC CREDIT: Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 License https://ift.tt/AT1BHGj CO.AG Music: https://www.youtube.com/@co.agmusic1823 Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 License https://ift.tt/AT1BHGj Myuu: https://www.youtube.com/@UCiSKnkKCKAQVxMUWpZQobuQ Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 License https://ift.tt/AT1BHGj FesliyanStudios Background Music: https://www.youtube.com/@UCdEEFrPBkT5WLeRCl2qsEJQ https://ift.tt/AT1BHGj via IMR Scary Tales https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCZvpRu_dNQz1EiFMs4_RNbw February 14, 2024 at 09:00PM

[moon-cooki]

MONEY

[resurrectionrpg]

what movies can we use that aren't listed?

So, it’s probably easier to list what we’re currently saving for events, and those would be A Nightmare on Elm Street, Black Christmas, and Happy Death Day. As for unlisted movies, I’d love to see Hellraiser, Puppet Master, Midsommar, Chucky, Countdown, The Evil Dead, House of Wax, and Saw!

[dareyoutoread-blog]

So every week, I write a little “episode sum-up” for my Genesys RPG players. We’re currently in the midst of a little “Victorian horror” arc, and a couple weeks ago, I got a little carried away (compliments and apologies to Edgar Allan Poe):

The Gargoyle

Once upon a quest so dreary, while our warriors, strained and weary, Fought many a quaint and curious creature of Victorian lore While they escaped nearly napping, from the jukebox, merely wrapping For the spirit that was trapping, trapping all inside the doors Every visitor, (all shuddered,) trapping tight inside the doors ‘Twas the Sandman, in the store.

Now, distinctly please remember, though we are now in December That each disparate adventure has connected heretofore Though we started in October, and we rarely all are sober When the clues are all gone over - over what we’ve learned before All the useful facts and clues your Gamemasters have dropped before You will find, they add to more.

Let the foggy, fell, uncertain landscape of this world uncurtain Rolled back - pulled back like a rushing wave before the roar So that now, to still the beating of your hearts, you stand repeating “We’ve already been defeating villains others would abhor - Yes, been damning and defeating villains others would abhor - “What’s a few dread demons more?”

Add XP, you’ll all be stronger; hesitating then no longer, Forth, must you, to find the creepy castle on the moor; Mind the traps don’t catch you napping, charms and puzzles overlapping, Horrid creatures snarling, snapping - snapping at each thrice-locked door - Help is scarce; be sure you listen - when to open wide the door - Was that wind, or something more?

While the whistling wind is whipping, stand not long cavorting, quipping, Falt’ring, fearing fears no mortal ever feigned to fear before; But go quickly up the downstairs and pass swiftly by the dark heirs And look not upon the nightmares lurking in each darkened door This remember - not for anything look back - not at one door! There’s silence there, and nothing more.

Deep inside, the chamber reaching, ghouls and monsters snarling, screeching, Each of you a demon battling bigger than the ones before “Surely,” you’ll say, “surely entry is non gratis, “What else then can they throw at us? What new fright in store? “Let this fight be still a moment and we’ll see what’s still in store - ” Only beasts, and nothing more.

Crashing through the clash of creatures, then, with cranky, craggy features, In there bursts a burly Gargoyle of the bloody days of yore; Not the least obeisance owes he; not a moment stops or slows he; But, as if a secret knows he, traipses ‘cross the chamber floor - Traipses ‘cross the clashing creatures cluttered ‘cross the chamber floor - Traipses - sits - does nothing more.

Now this rocky rogue regarding all combatants, time retarding, Sitting, stone and stern and serious, ‘midst the bloody chamber floor Seems to have a solemn purpose; “So,” you say, “Why thus usurp us? “Ghastly grim and ghoulish Gargoyle bursting through this chamber door - Tell us what your mien and mission, what your message, we implore!” Quoth the Gargoyle “Evermore.”

Much you marvel this great grumpy rock to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer puzzles each one strewn across the chamber floor; For all can not help but wonder why the fight was torn asunder By a Gargoyle bound to blunder gaily through the gales of gore - Bound to bound and blunder ‘sundering combatants among the gore, Just to grumble “Evermore.”

But the Gargoyle, sitting stonely on the marble floor, speaks only That one word, as if a mountain that one word is - no encore. Nothing farther then he grumbles - not a rocky shoulder rumbles - Till you scarcely more than mumble, “He has broken down the door - Now the creatures here will trap us, as they’ve tried to do before.” Then the Gargoyle: “Evermore.”

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, “Doubtless,” say you, “You have seen the monsters strewn upon the floor Trained to traffic in disaster by their devious beast-master Vlad, whose minions are far faster than his wit’s been heretofore - Could he be the mastermind behind the maze outside that door? Are we trapped here, evermore?”

Then the Gargoyle, barely turning, eyes you with his one eye burning, Turns to stone each heart inside your chests rather than reassure - Each believes from his beholding a new terror less embold’ning: There may be no exit from this exhumed house of horror From this maze-mired, monstered, misanthropic, mangled house of horror... Warned the Gargoyle: “Evermore.”

“How did we then come to be here - what was it we meant to see here?” Ask each one of you as realization dawns within your core - You remember stepping blindly through the maze’s dark and windy Twists and turnings, passing passageways and curling corridors, But what twisted, past-passed passageways and cryptic corridors Led you here...forevermore?

Now, you think, the air grows closer, your dilemma growing grosser - Strung by spellwork to a creepy castle moored upon the moor. “Rock,” you cry, “what friend hath sent thee? - was it Sentinels that rent thee From our ship and its enchanted chain and sent you to this door? Tell us how we might escape and are we bound inside these doors?” Quoth the Gargoyle, “Evermore.”

“Wizard!” cry you, “thing of evil! - villain, vampire, lich, or devil! - Whether magic-bound or whether cunning traps us in these doors, Yet we five remain undaunted, in this tower all enchanted - In this home by horror haunted - we will bow before no lore! Never - never shall we bow before some frightening piece of lore! Quoth the Gargoyle, “Evermore.”

“Listen!” cry you, “rocky stone-ears - we have told you we have no fears - Of the Hell that presses ‘round us; of its foul ambassadors - Tell us now, who seeks to keep us - what Death’s doppelganger reap us With the scythe and sickle of this keyless labyrinth of gore? Tell us what the villain’s name, that we may turn him into gore?” Quoth the Gargoyle, “Evermore.”

“Be that word a name or warning? This will shortly end in mourning Should you fail to give us counsel on the fiend we all deplore! Leave no clue to us unspoken as you left no door unbroken, Give us sigil, sign or token, as our pet and obligor! We compel you - we coerce you - you must tell us something more!” Quoth the Gargoyle, “Evermore.”

Now the Gargoyle, never grouching, still is crouching, still is crouching In the center of the crowded chamber on the marble floor Though the questers with their questions all still pester their stone bondsman, Not a one of them has thought to use their dice to help implore And without those dice, this wall of stone will never be implored - They shall ask him - evermore!

[fionax3]

Ab MO: 04.07.2022 ab 20:00 Uhr begrüße ich Euch alle herzlich zu Elden Ring - Blind Let's Play auf Twitch: Fionax3 Stürzen wir uns auch endlich ins süße eingemachte Elden Ring. 🙈😱🐭 Beim entspannten Abend, Quatschen, Chatten und Game spielen. 🙂 https:www.twitch.tv/fionax3.de #eldenring #entspannung #fromsoftware #namco #PS4 #PS5 #playstation #spielen #spaß #twitch #streamer #horror #rgp #souls like (at Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfgZHuOKz2B/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[theyareweird]

Top 5 RPG Horror Game Character Relationships

The world of RPG Horror games is dark and twisted. Characters are subjected to sick situations in horrific environments. Most of the time, there’s one morally good character, but their often the main character. Other characters tend to be morally bad people or they later become evil to some degree. Upon a character escaping the horrors they’ve experienced, a player may discover the end results aren’t what they expected. Depending on the game, there are multiple endings. Some are unsatisfying, sad or completely unsettling. Due to this, it’s hard to find a ray of light within a nightmarish reality. In this article, the brighter side to RGP horror games will be covered through the relationships established between characters. Disclaimer: This article contains spoilers to the games.

1. Ib & Garry from Ib

In modern times, an adult befriending a child is wrong. Most would assume the child is in danger with a pedophile. However, Ib and Garry become close friends through a sibling-like bond. Garry caringly watches over Ib like a guardian. Due to this, Garry will kindly answer any questions she has. When they’re separated, Garry worries about Ib and always thinks of her regardless if he’s scared. Thus, Garry feels protective of Ib and will rush to save her at the rick of his life. In return, Ib caringly reciprocates his feelings for him. Ib trusts and feels safe around Garry to the point she’ll kindly use her handkerchief to cover his cut hand. Unfortunately, their relationship is determined by the player’s choices. Ib will fall into despair and give up if she’s unable to restore his sanity through her protective hugs. Towards the end, if the player earns enough bond points, they’ll unlock the ‘good ending’, “Promise of Reunion”, where the two remain friends.

2. Shiori Kanzaki & Suga Koutarou from Forest of Drizzling Rain

As children, the two were close best friends. One day, Suga encountered the Kotori Obake believing he should die. However, Shiori protected him and the Kotori Obake demanded her life instead. Not wanting to lose his only friend, Suga gave up his voice in exchange for Shiori’s life. When Shiori turned nineteen she returned to her old home with memory loss. Upon which, Suga, now nineteen to twenty years old; became determined to return her loyalty by protecting her. Suga and Shiori’s relationship grows stronger as each person demonstrates their love for each other. In the true and good end, the two become a couple in a romantic relationship.

3. Robin & Aya from Mad Father

Aya is an eleven-year-old girl. Robin is possibly thirteen to fourteen when he was hired by Alfred. Robin eventually became protective over Aya seeing she held similarities towards his late sister. Unfortunately, he became an experiment for Alfred. Thus, his missing eye and his horribly burned face being disfigured. Robin survived the experiment thanks to Monika’s ghost. In return, Robin was instructed to take care of her daughter. When Robin first meets Aya, he offers to help her by showing her the way, but Aya runs away after seeing half his face. Later, Alfred attempts to kill Aya and Maria but Robin saves them by incapacitating Alfred. Before Aya and Maria leave, Robin says Aya has no need to thank him and he had no intentions to scare her earlier. He then explains he must set fire to the mansion to rid any traces of her father’s work and prevent the tragedy from happening again. Robin then asks Aya to remember her father’s victims since their existence would be forgotten otherwise. Aya agrees. As the mansion begins to burn Robin kisses Aya on the forehead and says “Goodbye Aya. May you be smiled upon.” This is a charm previously shown and given to Aya earlier by her mother before she died.

4. Aki Narukami & Misao Furukawa from Misao

While they weren’t quite friends when Misao was still alive, Misao chose Aki to find her missing body parts. This is due to two reasons. From the start of the game, Aki expressed wanting and wishing to be Misao’s friend. Aki was also the only person Misao ever talked to who didn’t bully or hurt her. Rather, the two had a friendly yet modest interaction with each other. The scenario is determined by the player choosing the main character’s gender. In the True ending, Aki and Misao become friends, holding hands.

5. Akito Narukami & Misao Furukawa from Misao

While they weren’t quite friends when Misao was still alive, Misao chose Akito to find her missing body parts. This is due to two reasons. From the start of the game, Akito expressed wanting and wishing to be Misao’s friend. Akito was also the only person Misao ever talked to who didn’t bully or hurt her. Rather, the two had a friendly yet modest interaction with each other. The scenario is determined by the player choosing the main character’s gender. In the True ending, Misao will ask Akito to be her boyfriend. Akito rejects her somewhat reluctantly, stating he cares about her too much to rush into a relationship with her like Tohma did. He also notes they should become better friends before having a chance as lovers. Akito then goes on to say he likes her and he’ll always be her friend. The two then become friends, both smiling and leaning against each other with their foreheads near touching.

What do you think? Which relationship do you like the most? Please share with me!

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