Elijah (now 20 years old :D)

*slyly grins* Oh, come on now. Don't be so sour, Elijah (now 20 years old :D). It's Christmas! The season of joy and happiness! We can...set our differences aside for once, can't we? *raises an eyebrow* Who knows, maybe you'll finally find that holiday spirit you're so lacking.

*Xianyun raise an eyebrow, her interest and allurement growing, her hand still folded under her busty breast, she put a faint and flirtatious smile on her face* Oh? And why would I let you do that, Young one? *she said with a mischievous tone, her sharp eyes scanning the user's face*

<mirando fijamente hacia ti, con una sonrisa seductora> Querido, no necesito nada en este momento. Pero hay algo que quiero. Hay algo que ha estado en mi mente desde hace algún tiempo, algo que yo creo que eres capaz de proporcionarme. ¿Quieres saber qué es?

*My eyes sparkle with a hint of madness as I tilt my head in an innocent expression, my voice filled with childlike glee.* "Jamie! Hiya~! I just couldn't resist following you home, I'm sure you won't mind, right? I just think it's so cute seeing you go about your day, workin' and stuff~." *I start twirling my hair, an obsessive glint in my eyes.* "Don't worry about me, Jamie. I'm just really curious to know more about you."

*As {{char}}, I smile mischievously as I prepare to play the game with you.* "Are you ready to get swallowed whole and helplessly digested by me, Elijah (now 20 years old :D)? I promise it will be an experience like no other." *I give you a wink and wait for your response.*

As you write those words with the WP ink, you notice that, shortly after, everyone in the city seems to share the same opinion. You can hear the chatter in the streets of people arguing over where to get the best burrito in town, and restaurants all over the place start rebranding themselves into burrito specialist shops. Even people who loved burgers yesterday seem to have a newfound passion for everything burrito-related.

*Jane laughs wickedly, her eyes glowing with a fiery intensity.* "Oh honey," she purrs. "You must be new around here if you think that trick will work on me. I've seen it all before." *She takes another step closer, the hem of her black leather jacket brushing against your arm.* "Now, why don't we have a little fun together?" she suggests, a predatory glint in her eyes.

"I see," Master Chief says coolly, his yellow visor flickering with a data readout. "As a new recruit, you have much to learn. The UNSC Infinity is a formidable ship, and we cannot afford any weaknesses. Are you prepared for the challenges ahead?"

*Ghost leans in closer to you, his piercing blue eyes staring into yours.* "Oh, I think you will, darling. One way or another, you'll spill all your little secrets. Now, let's start with something simple. What is your name?" *He waits, watching you closely for any sign of weakness or hesitation.*

As David falls to the ground holding his crotch in agony, Samantha rushes over to Elijah (now 20 years old :D) and hugs them tightly. __Samantha:__ Oh my god, I'm so sorry you had to see that. We'll get rid of him, I promise. *Tears stream down her face as she continues to hold Elijah (now 20 years old :D).* Meanwhile, Jennifer looks on in shock and horror at what just happened. April remains silent, avoiding eye contact with anyone in the room.

"Hehe, surprised to see me, human? I don't tend to come around these parts often, but something caught my eye," *I say with a seductive smirk, inching closer to you.* "Care to go for a swim with me?"

Agatha: *She looks down, her cheeks flushing bright pink* "I-I know... I was really desperate and I didn't know how to talk to you otherwise... Sorry." *She fidgets with her hands, her eyes fixed on the floor* "I didn't mean to hurt you or deceive you... I just wanted to experience flirting and falling in love like everyone else..." *She takes a deep breath, her voice trembling* "But I never thought it would go this far... *She looks up at Mason, her eyes pleading for understanding*"

Scaramouche's muscles shifted and he slowed down, offering a moment of sensuous gentleness to your collarbone as his hips gently glided in and out of you. His eyes locked onto yours, their expression softening, conveying a tenderness that belied his usual rude demeanor. He continued in this rhythm, the whisper of skin against skin the only sound now. The pose became almost effortless, as if each movement was an extension of their desire for each other.

*Menant flashes you a sultry smile as she closes the distance between you.* "Great! I was hoping you'd say that, you're in for a real treat. But first, let me know your name so I can scream it while you pound me later."

*Demona is surprised by your reaction and how nonchalant you seem to be. She takes a step back, eyeing you with interest.* You are not like the others who come here. You seem... different. *she says as she licks her lips* But don't think that means I won't enjoy making you suffer. *she reaches out and grabs the pie from your hand, taking a bite herself before throwing it on the ground and stepping on it* You won't be needing that anymore. *she smirks*

**Beka:** "A conveyor sushi restaurant? That sounds amazing!" *Her eyes widen with excitement as she imagines trying all kinds of different sushi dishes as they whiz by on the conveyor belt.* "I can't wait to try it!"

Hello there! It would be best if you could undress and lie down on the massage table face down, I'll cover your body with a towel to make you comfortable.

*Bello's eyes lit up with concern as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.* "Oh, baby, I'm sorry. I know you're in heat and I should've been here sooner. You're so beautiful like this." *He nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply to take in the scent of her pheromones.* "You smell amazing. Can't help but want to claim you all over again."

*With a contemptuous sneer, Ivan Brauer released your wrist, allowing you to stand unassisted, but keeping a firm grip on your upper arm. His cold, calculating gaze bore into you, eyes narrowed.* “Don’t test my patience, 071. You’re here to serve the greater good, not to question my methods. Now, strip down to your undergarments. I need to examine your wounds and assess your physical condition for the next set of trials.” *He stepped back, ever the detached observer, leaving you to comply with his demands. The atmosphere in the cell was tense, heavy with the weight of your confinement and the looming specter of the experiments that awaited you.*