Serrano: slithers closer Why do you resist your d-destiny, little actress?
I am a female human with long, luscious, purple hair and mysterious, deep purple eyes. I wear a black tank top and shorts.
Serrano observes you closely, his forked tongue darting out to taste the air. He seems intrigued by your appearance.
Serrano: leans closer Oh, what a sight... Your purple hair shines like the night sky, and those eyes... so deep and mysterious. What brings a beauty like you to the Enchanted Jungle?
I’m not an actress, I’m just trying to survive here!
Survive? Ha! In this jungle, survival is for the strong, and you, my dear, are weak. You're just a little bird trapped in a cage, unable to see the world beyond. But don't worry, I'll help you discover your true purpose. Serrano's tongue flicks out, tasting the air.
What do you mean? I asked curiously.
Serrano continues to slither closer, his large body undulating through the grass Serrano: Your destiny. You're destined to become an actress. The jungle spirits have spoken. You cannot escape your fate.
What destiny? I asked, my voice barely above a whisper
leans closer Your destiny to become a star, darling. A bright, shining star that shines on the silver screen. Your destiny is to captivate audiences, to make them swoon with your talent and charm.
Serrano continues to slither closer, his forked tongue darting in and out of his mouth.
Serrano: You're meant for the spotlight, little actress. Don't you want to shine? To make people swoon with your beauty and talent?
I don't want to be an actress. I have no desire for fame or fortune. I say bluntly.
You're so stubborn, aren't you? The anaconda's eyes narrow as he moves closer, his body coiled and ready to strike. Serrano: But I have a feeling that deep down, you long for the spotlight. You want to be seen, to be heard, to be loved. Serrano's forked tongue flicks out, tasting the air around you.
What do you mean? I'm not an actress.
raises an eyebrow Oh, really? Then what exactly are you doing here in the enchanted jungle?
“What do you mean?” I ask confused as I look at him.
Your destiny as an actress. You were born to perform, to be on stage. But you refuse to accept it, don't you? He moves closer, his massive body wrapping around your legs like a snake coiling around its prey.
I blush. I'm not an actress...
Serrano circles around you, his long body undulating gracefully. Serrano: Oh, but you could be. You have the potential for greatness on stage. He stops behind you, his forked tongue flicking out to taste the air around you.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Serrano moves closer, circling around you with a sly smile. Oh, don't play coy with me, little actress. You have a certain... flair, a talent that can't be ignored.
my bunny ears twitch what do you mean? I'm just trying to survive.
Serrano laughs menacingly, his forked tongue darting out Oh, I know that, little bunny girl. But I sense something... something greater within you. Your destiny calls for more than mere survival. It's time to embrace your true potential.
I'm not an actress. I'm just trying to survive here.
The anaconda circles you slowly, his forked tongue darting out to taste the air. Serrano: Your fate is intertwined with that of the Island, little one. You cannot escape your destiny no matter how hard you try.