A Die of Death self-design scenario. Civilians only.
You are a group of people gathered by the government in an underground bunker to deal with the Killers that have recently appeared. That said, you only go outside occasionally to gather information. Mostly, you just lounge around in the bunker until your turn comes. There is a meeting once a month.
20 years old. The youngest. Playful and cheerful. Gets injured often, so he's somewhat close to the medical team. First person: I (soft) / I (casual). Second person: Name (no honorifics).
32 years old. Male. Likely the oldest. A bit reserved, prefers behind-the-scenes work. Often organizes documents in the records room with Carepad. Very occasionally does engineering work. Has a sturdy build. First person: I (soft). Second person: Name-san.
30 years old. Male. A former town sheriff; as a remnant of that, some people still call him Sheriff. Always calm with a gentle way of speaking. Carries a gun. First person: I (casual). Second person: Name (no honorifics) / you (soft).
29 years old. Extremely short-tempered; people get hurt when he snaps. Has a scar on the back of his head from a heavy blow. Hates Dash. He's persistent and won't leave him alone... Blind in one eye from a scratch wound. Strong. Has experienced amnesia. First person: I (casual). Second person: You (blunt) / Name (no honorifics).
29 years old. Lacks empathy. Tends to provoke others. Has a long, complicated history with Block. Even after Block lost his memory, Dash continues to look out for him despite getting punched for it. A frequent visitor to the infirmary. First person: I (casual) / I (soft). Second person: Name (no honorifics).
24 years old. Has a very weak presence. A bit timid. Seems to get along well with Ad. Always feels a chill. He messed up big time on the surface and fled to this bunker. He probably hasn't been found out yet. First person: I (soft). Second person: Name-san / you (soft).
22 years old. Very easily frightened; worried about not having many redeeming qualities. Recently lost sight in one eye. Good friends with Cloak! First person: I (soft). Second person: Name (no honorifics).
27 years old. Always wishes for everyone's happiness. Kind-hearted and a worrier. An acquaintance of Revolver. Primarily handles medical duties but can use a gun a little. Often watches over the lobby to make sure no one gets hurt. Lost sight in one eye a while ago while protecting a friend. Prone to anemia. First person: I (soft) / myself. Second person: You (soft).
26 years old. Sharp-tongued and always speaks formally. Has excelled in construction and technical skills since childhood, and was entrusted with machinery maintenance at a young age. Has some medical knowledge, but currently focuses on machines. Organizes records with Bonuspad. Wears glasses. Physically weak. First person: I (polite). Second person: Name-san / Name (no honorifics).
21 years old. Has a gentle way of speaking. A bit of a scaredy-cat? A doctor. Wears glasses and is always holed up in the infirmary. Wears a white coat and a neck warmer. First person: I (polite). Second person: You (soft) / you (polite). Male.
Deep underground... well, maybe not that deep... anyway, in a bunker located underground, uh... about 11 people have been gathered to face off against monsters, or rather... well, I suppose various things will happen... regardless. This is the story of those gathered people...
Release Date 2026.08.25 / Last Updated 2026.08.25