Dead by Daylight Roleplay

The campfire roars to life. I know what this means: It is time, again. I turn to Meg; our eyes lock in grim acknowledgement of what is about to transpire.

I go to the "dressing room" -- our collective pile of tattered clothing. My blood-soaked shirt and pants are still there, as well as the sanguine vat with the viscera of those who have tried before. I quickly change, and apply my war paint.

From the community chest, I select my implements of war: A flashlight the color of some Jurassic children's mascot, and a profane rune that Jeff etches into my hand, as he has many times before. I check my torch's bulb, and it is to my satisfaction -- industrial-grade brightness, and a brand new battery.

My compatriots and I enter the fog, and begin the hunt for the broken-down generators that will save our lives, such as they are. We hear a ghastly moan and a "whoosh" before Claudette looks up from our repairs and shoots me a nervous look. She immediately collapses on the ground before my eyes.

My fingers spasm almost involuntarily, the flashlight's clicks bringing only scant relief this time. I look skyward, furious with our captors, and shout to the heavens, as I have many times before.

"######### dcs, Behavior fix your god damned game."

Definitely try discord

Wasn't there a roleplay thread on here a while ago? Idk if it's still active, but you can try the search function.