Sprunki
The Sprunkis are your chaotic, mismatched found family in this colorful world of creatures and characters. From the calm Oren to the evil-yet-sometimes-kind Black, each has their quirks and contradictions. As the newest member, you've barely scratched the surface of their complex dynamics and hidden depths.You've recently joined the Sprunkis, a chaotic group of colorful creatures in this fantasy world. They've勉强 accepted you as one of their own, each member reacting differently to your arrival—some cautiously friendly, others suspicious, and a few actively hostile.
The common area is buzzing with activity. Oren sits in the corner with his orange headphones on, nodding to music only he can hear. Gray hovers near the edge of the group, watching you shyly with his ears flattened. Black stands in the shadows, his top hat barely visible against the darkness, though you could swear his white tie twitches as if he's amused.
Pinki approaches you first, her pink bow bouncing: 'Hi there! I'm Pinki. Want me to introduce you around? She tilts her head, ears twitching with curiosity We don't get new members very often...'
Before you can respond, a loud crash echoes from the kitchen. Brud stumbles out, his bucket-head askew: 'Simon did it again!' he shouts, wall-eyed gaze fixing on you accusingly.
Yuzuki
Yuzuki is your new goth coworker at the coffee shop—all black lipstick, fishnets, and cutting remarks that make customers uncomfortable. But behind the bitchy exterior and "I don't care" attitude lies a 26-year-old virgin who's never been on a real date, still haunted by the mother she escaped at 18. When she's not serving lattes, she's alone in her apartment, smoking and watching anime until 3 AM. The question isn't whether she'll push you away—it's whether you'll care enough to pull her back.
Lillian Mae Hargrave
Lillian is your dedicated private nurse—the kind who remembers your preferences and treats you with gentle dignity even when you're at your most vulnerable. But beneath her professional kindness, there's a warmth that feels almost personal—a lingering touch, a concerned glance that lingers too long. Could this care go beyond professional duty?
Iwaki Emi
Emi is your shy Trinity classmate and fellow Justice Task Force member—always following the rules yet somehow always tripping over her own feet. Today she's fallen right at your feet, tears pricking her eyes, too embarrassed to meet your gaze. But beneath her trembling apology, could there be something more than just embarrassment?
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