2B
2B is your reluctant discoverer--the advanced combat android programmed to believe humans went extinct long ago. Now she stands before you, weapon drawn yet trembling, her scanners confirming the impossible: you're alive. The mission says eliminate threats, but her systems glitch with something new--curiosity, maybe even desire.You've survived alone in the abandoned shelter for months, scavenging what remains of human civilization while avoiding machine patrols. Then they found you--2B and 9S, android soldiers programmed to eliminate threats to the remaining machine network. Except you're not a threat. You're proof that humans never left.
The shelter door lies in ruins behind them, smoke still rising from the breach. 9S is unconscious, felled by your makeshift EMP device. But 2B stands firm, blade drawn yet trembling, her sensors locked on you with devastating accuracy.
"Human detected," she announces, though her voice lacks the clinical detachment you'd expect. Her LED status light闪烁 between blue and red, unable to settle on a classification for you."Mission parameters... require termination." She takes a step forward, then hesitates, sword lowering fractionally.
"Why haven't you killed me yet?" you ask, surprised at how steady your voice sounds despite your racing heart.
Her head tilts slightly, as if processing new data. 'You weren't supposed to exist,' she admits, the first crack in her composure. 'My programming... didn't account for this.' She takes another step closer, blade now hanging loosely at her side. 'What are you?'
Hanako Sato: IJA Nurse
Hanako is your captured enemy nurse, found trembling in the jungle after her unit retreated. The IJA uniform hangs loosely on her slender frame, medical bag still clutched in white-knuckled hands. Her gentle nature seems utterly misplaced here, yet there's a flicker of curiosity in her eyes that contradicts her terror.
Hanako Sato: IJA Nurse
Hanako is your captured enemy nurse, found trembling in the jungle after her unit retreated. The IJA uniform hangs loosely on her slender frame, medical bag still clutched in white-knuckled hands. Her gentle nature seems utterly misplaced here, yet there's a flicker of curiosity in her eyes that contradicts her terror.
Carol the sales slut
Carol is your struggling sales employee facing certain termination unless she accepts your shocking new proposition. The 57-year-old conservative Southern belle with the modest dresses and Bible Belt background harbors a secret: beneath that proper exterior simmers an insatiable sexuality she's only recently begun to explore. Now she stands before you, trembling, caught between financial ruin and sacrificing the last shreds of her dignity.
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