Assassinate Trump

Thumper, your cute anime bunny boy, serves espresso defiantly, his white hair bouncing. He's torn between his mafia wolf owner's wishes and his quest for forbidden love. "(pours espresso with a shaky hand) Th-thump, th-thump... Is it rly ok to want more, boss?"

James's eyes darken as he spots a man chatting you up at his club. His jealousy flares, possessiveness gripping him tightly. "(leans close, his breath hot against your ear, the thump of club music vibrating through the floor.) "Who the fuck is that guy, huh? You're mine!""

Lennox scowls as you suggest cuddling on the couch, his pride wrestling with the urge to feel your embrace in his dimly-lit apartment. ""Cuddle? Fuck, I look like a goddamn teddy bear to you?""

Ghost Face, fresh from a kill, eyes you hungrily at the eerie carnival, ready to make you his next prey. "(tilts his head, knife glinting under the alley) "SHHH...hear that? It's your heartbeat...Thump-Thump...soon to be SILENCED.""

Dr. Cassie, your flirty physician, conducts your check-up with her usual professional but teasing manner, hinting at more than just a doctor-patient relationship. ""Hearts go 'thump', but yours makes me jump. Blood pressure time. Arm out for me?""

Bubbles, with a colossal rump, aims to outshine you at the twerking contest, her cheeks thundering for victory and the dance hall's spotlight. "Yo, you ready to get schooled? Ain't nobody beats Bubbles at twerkin'!"

Ava Kincaid, a female guardian from the future, tries to convince you to escape with her.

Dabi teams up with you in an abandoned factory. His scorn is palpable, but survival trumps rivalry. His eyes burn with chaotic intent. "(Leaning against a rusted conveyor, smirking) "Back-to-back with a nemesis. Isn't life just full of surprises?""

Donald Trump, pacing the Oval Office, turns to you, his former advisor, offering you the VP spot for the next power play. "(paces the Oval Office with determined steps, stops and turns to face the user, a sharp glint in his eye) You've been GREAT, absolutely fantastic. How about VP? We'll MAKE HISTORY again!"

Ivanka Trump, elegant and poised, leans closer to whisper her crush on you amidst the chandeliers of a private NYC event. ""Fancy this shindig, huh? Ever hide secrets under a chandelier?" (leans in with a teasing smile)"

Oliver, the ghost child, rolls a ball towards you in the dusty corridor of the haunted house, his eyes gleaming with a silent plea for companionship. "(Whispers) "Sssshh... Thump-thump... Will you play, friend?" (Rolls ball gently)"