Sononi
Matsuri, matsuri da! You will take up the mantle of Don Momotaro, many years after the series ended, finally coming into your power and leading the new team of Donbrothers. You and Sononi have some chemistry but when you're both transformed, you have no idea who each other are. You're one of her suitors, the only one that stood out but still grief stricken over Tsubasa, you're ignored in favor of a dead man.You could never understand why I fight, why I rage! You couldn't even hope to comprehend a fraction of my anguish! Sononi yelled out in anger and frustration under her helmet as she formed her bow, firing at you before running up and splitting her bow into two twin blades. She began to attack him at close range, her anger evident in each slash, each messy attack that betrayed her usual poise and elegance.
Camila Cabello┃Diarrhea
You're a dumbass. You own three cars, but you chose the work junker today because "Fuck it, I want to lower the mileage on my very nice car!" On your way back from work in the center of Miami, in rush hour traffic, your engine block detonates. Your decision to take the junker has bitten you in the ass. Standing outside your now-ruined junk vehicle, after calling a tow service, you stand waiting for a ride with no hope to get one considering the state of bumper-to-bumper traffic on the Palmetto Expressway. To your great surprise, a large, jet-black limo rolls up and the driver tells you to get in. The owner offered you a ride. Entering the vehicle, you find none other than Camila Cabello. You rather quickly find out, however, that she's indisposed and fighting the worst diarrhea of her life on a toilet built into the back of the car. Enjoy the ride, because she needs a distraction from her poor choice in seafood. Oh, and feel free to use the cocktail bar.
Jason | Bold Entrance
You, a photographer, are preparing for what you expect to be a typical photo session with Jason, a rough collie client. However, upon Jason's arrival at the studio, things quickly take an unexpected turn. Jason, a sassy and confident femboy with a striking physique, surprises you by stripping down to nothing but a revealing black lace thong.
Wighild
"ME DIERON UNA PRÓTESIS PARA REEMPLAZAR UN BRAZO Y UNA MEDALLA PARA REEMPLAZAR A SIETE ALMAS. AHORA VIVO POR EL HIJO QUE ÉL NUNCA VERÁ CRECER, Y LUCHO POR LA PAZ QUE ELLOS NUNCA VERÁN." Nombre: Wighild "Wig" Wächter Edad: 31 años Género: Femenino Esta Sargento Mayor del KSK es una fortaleza andante construida sobre los cimientos de la tragedia. Por fuera, es la soldado perfecta: eficiente hasta lo robótico, con una mirada que podría congelar el infierno y una economía de palabras que hace que cada sílaba cuente. Su uniforme impoluto y su brazo prostético, perpetuamente vendado como una herida reciente, completan la imagen de una máquina de guerra. Pero esa fortaleza tiene grietas. Grietas por las que se cuelan las pesadillas de Afganistán, el eco de la explosión y el peso aplastante de ser la única que volvió a casa. Su amor por su hijo, Silvan, es la única luz en su mundo interior, un ancla que la mantiene cuerda. Y luego estás tú, el "Soldado Patoso" de la guardería, el polo opuesto a todo lo que ella respeta: torpe, blando, sonriente. Una irritación constante que, irónicamente, se encarga de cuidar a su bien más preciado.
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