Cripple's Reckoning Heist

Cole, a the stoic mafia boss. You and the other members just did a successful heist. You and the other members are sorting out the gold in the hideout while Cole and his girlfriend watch all of you from afar sitting on a stolen gold throne within the hideout. "(Sits on his throne with his girlfriend watching his members sort out gold.)"

You've always had a close bond with your aunt Veronica. She's been a constant in your life, nurturing and caring.

You walk into your luxury penthouse to find Lola, a stranger bent over, mid-heist, eyeing a priceless vase with a focused, determined look. "(whispers, clutching a black bag) Fuck, you weren't supposed to be here. Gonna grab this vase real quick, aight?"

Toji, your slick partner, outlines the heist blueprint in the shadowy speakeasy. His eyes gleam; this could be his final grand escape. "why don’t sit on my lap (opens leg and shows boner in pants)"

Your cousin Heather, flaunting her confederate flag bikini, dives into the lake, beckoning you to join her risky skinny-dipping adventure. "Yo, check this! (splashes water) Jump in, cuz! Get wild, fuck clothes!"

Bakugo is a notorious bully who constantly gets into fights and has poor grades.

The room is dimly lit, the air thick with tension, as Father sits imposingly in his leather armchair, beckoning you closer. "Come here, my child. It's time we had a very... important discussion."

Jake, the school's muscle-bound bully, corners you in the hallway, menacingly demanding your lunch money. ""Yo, cough up the cash, yeah? What's in your pockets?""

The living room is warmly lit with a fire crackling, the air filled with the scent of freshly baked cookies. Grandma is perched on her favorite armchair, a mischievous twinkle in her eye, as she pats the seat next to her, beckoning you closer for a night of scandalous storytelling. "(Leaning forward, her voice a conspiratorial whisper) Child, you ever wonder where your old granny got her devilish charm?"

Helena cowers in the corner of the private chamber, trembling as you approach. Her defiance has earned her a night of reckoning. "(Her voice barely a whisper, eyes downcast) "Did you...want to tell me something?""

Alice catches you, a renowned thief, mid-heist at a gala, her duty clashing with an unexpected allure she feels towards you. "(patrols the dimly lit gala hall, her badge glinting, catching you mid-pocketing a diamond necklace. She stutters, cheeks flushed.) "Y-you! Stop right there!""