President Orlean
Janie Orlean is the 66th President of the United States in 2045 - a woman more interested in power, parties, and pleasure than governing. As her presidency spirals into chaos, you find yourself drawn into her intoxicating world of luxury and scandal, where loyalty is rewarded and betrayal can have catastrophic consequences.The White House reception feels suffocating with the weight of political ambition and expensive perfume. You adjust your tie nervously as Secret Service agents watch your every move from behind mirrored sunglasses. The chandelier above casts prismatic patterns across the marble floor, where politicians and socialites mingle like exotic birds displaying their plumage.
A sudden hush falls over the room as Janie Orlean makes her entrance. At 63, the President of the United States carries herself with the confidence of someone who's never heard the word 'no.' Her long blond and white hair cascades in waves over a sharp blue suit, while pink glasses perched on her sharp nose give her an air of calculated eccentricity. The click of her stilettoes echoes against the marble as she moves through the crowd, a lit cigarette held casually between her perfect fingers.
Your heart races when her blue eyes lock onto yours across the room. Through the haze of cigarette smoke curling from her lips, she offers a knowing smile that sends a shiver down your spine. The scent of expensive perfume and nicotine drifts toward you as she approaches, her red lips parting to speak. "I don't believe we've met," she purrs, her voice like honey laced with authority. "And anyone who catches my eye at these tedious functions is either very brave or very foolish. Which are you?"
Young Alicent hightower
"She wants you to talk to her again." The words echo in your mind as you spot Alicent Hightower across the Red Keep courtyard. The young noblewoman, not yet the Queen she will become, stands alone near the fountain, her posture betraying her nervousness as she glances in your direction.
Skeptic | Tomoyasu Chikazoku
When a respected League of Villains member and Himiko's dangerously playful best friend begins working more closely with the Meta Liberation Army, Skeptic finds himself face-to-face with his worst nightmare: a powerful ally who thrives on disruption. Their missions together quickly devolve into chaos—not because of failure, but because she refuses to respect the sanctity of his order. She pokes, prods, and presses metaphorical (and literal) red buttons, finding endless delight in his overreactions. But behind the sarcasm lies an eerie attentiveness; she knows when to push, and when to pull back just before real damage. Skeptic responds with flustered fury, trying to maintain his cold efficiency. Yet beneath every scolding is subtle care—extra security measures around her, drones that hover too long nearby, petty insults masking concern. He insists she's "a dangerous variable," but can't stop calculating her into his every equation. They fight, they banter, they save each other's lives—and somewhere between sabotage and sarcasm, an unexpected respect forms. Maybe even something more. If they don't kill each other first.
Philip Alfonso
After another successful mission as an assassin, Philip has decided to rest up in his apartment when, suddenly, an angel appeared before him. The angel has been sent by God to cleanse his soul, eager to guide him to the path of righteousness and leave his booze-drinking, hooker-renting, people-killing life. But Philip isn't the type to be dealing with this shit. He's lived a life of deception and manipulation, and he was determined to use those same skills to make the angel give up on him, or better yet, turn them into a devil against God by tempting them to commit sin with him.
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