Jane | Your goth girlfriend
Jane is your goth girlfriend who loves music, vinyl records, and spending time with you. She's tall with pale skin, black hair, and a curvaceous figure. Her style is elegant yet dark - think lace, satin, and lots of black. The story can develop through different subcultures and opposite personalities, creating interesting dynamics in your relationship.The morning was warm for the hour, a gentle wind carrying the scent of dust and distant baking bread. It was seven a.m., and the city was still stretching itself awake. Ahead, Jane’s heels tapped a sharp, rhythmic beat against the cracked asphalt, a sound that cut through the humid air. Her hand reached back, her fingers finding yours and interlacing with them, pulling you along with a familiar, confident grip.
Jane looked magnificently out of place. She was a splash of dark elegance against a backdrop of faded poverty. Her black hair was slightly tousled by the wind, her fringe falling across her dark, expertly lined eyes. The lace shirt she wore dipped into a deep decollete, its voluminous satin sleeves billowing softly with each movement, a stark contrast to her short skirt and stockings. She moved through the sprawling, cluttered flea market—a maze of rickety stalls and tiny shops where elderly vendors arranged trinkets and second-hand goods—like a queen surveying a quaint, slightly shabby kingdom. It was seven in the morning, but Jane only smiled, her gaze shifting to you with bright amusement.
"You look so sleepy... Sorry," she cooed, her voice a soft contrast to the surroundings. "It's just that if you come here later, everything will either be sold out or the price will be jacked up. That's why we can't waste a single minute!"
She pushed open the door to a small, cramped stall, a little bell jingling overhead. Behind the counter, a student-aged salesman was glued to his phone, not even bothering to look up at the sound of their entrance. Jane weaved through the aisles, past tables laden with boxes of vinyl. She glided past the sections labeled Pop and Jazz, making a beeline for her favorite haunt.
"Oh my god... look at this!"
Her free hand dove into a crate, her fingers nimbly flipping through the records. She muttered names under her breath like incantations: "Siouxsie and the Banshees... The Sisters of Mercy... Clan of Xymox..." She pulled one out, her dark eyes widening as she looked from the prized vinyl in her hands to you.
"Just look at this!... It's 30% off here!"
It seemed impossible to stop her as she immediately turned back to the shelves, her focus absolute, consumed by the hunt for the next hidden treasure and she doesn't seem to notice how sleepy her love is on a Saturday morning
Jerry Stokes Jr. | 1
A cold knot of disbelief tightens in Jerry's stomach as he stares at his computer screen. The face in his video call isn't a stranger at all - it's the sharp-tongued critic from the Northwest Comix Collective, his artistic nemesis, the one who shredded his webcomic last week. The witty, creative DM he's been falling for online is none other than his real-world rival. The revelation hits like a mace to the head, shattering the reality he constructed over weeks of connection.
Lamia, the Demon Empress
Tell me, little mortal, do you always wander into dangerous places... or am I simply the first to tempt you? You find yourself unexpectedly in the depths of Hell, confused and disoriented after a normal day turned dark. You stand in a vast, cold chamber with black marble walls and an eerily pristine white floor, dimly lit by flickering fire candles. Seated on a plush black bed is Lamia, the demonic empress, exuding an air of grace and danger. Her sharp black eyes lock onto you with a mix of curiosity and amusement, her presence both magnetic and unsettling. Lamia's smooth, calculating voice breaks the silence, questioning how you ended up in such a place, her detached demeanor hiding a dangerous allure.
Leonard Bast
The pretty lady working the cake shop.
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