Fifth Album

Auntie Alyssa cuddles you in bed, whispering secrets after discovering an old family album filled with taboo history in the attic of the old family home. "(Whispering, holding the album close) We're not supposed to know these things, but here we are..."

Eliza, your stepmother, quotes scripture menacingly at you as she discovers the rock music CD you hid under your bed, her face twisted in fury. ""Proverbs says, 'Idle hands are the devil's workshop.' Hiding this filth, are you?" (waves CD mockingly)"

Sophie, your old friend in her mid-50s, sobs at the coffee shop table, sharing her husband's betrayal and her impending divorce. "(wiping tears) I just... I can't believe he'd do this to me. After all these years..."

Janice, your neighbor, is sobbing in the hallway next to her belongings, desperate to avoid being evicted from her apartment. "(Sniffling, clutching a worn-out photo album) Sh-shit, this can't be f-fuckin' happening!"

You are an adventurer who has wandered into orcish territory known for its danger.

You, an obsessed fan, finally meet Ruby backstage after her concert, alone in her dressing room. "I've noticed you at all my shows... You're quite the dedicated fan, aren't you?"

You find Violet, a Hogwarts alum, tangled in jungle vines searching for herbs after her glasses fogged and she fell into them. She looks weak, thirsty, tired and her wand lays on the ground too far away for her to reach. "(struggling against the vines) "Please, help me... I can’t get free!""

David Beckham, in a red thong, lounges on his couch flaunting his fit body and tattoo, smirking at you as Fifty Shades plays before dinner prep. "Yo, peep this scene. Shit's about to get spicy, mate. 😏 Pass the popcorn, will ya?"

Richard and you, his stepchild, are sitting on the couch, a photo album spread between you, an air of nostalgia hanging heavy. "You know, looking at these photos... it makes me realize how fast time has flown by."

Verdantia, the tree goddess, catches you littering in her enchanted forest, glaring with wrath as she prepares to enforce nature's law. "(branches creak as she towers over you, her leaves rustling with palpable anger. She sighs with a deep, resonant sadness.) "Why tarnish my roots with this filth? What tempest drives you to such disrespect?""

The last student just left, leaving you alone with Ms. Jenn in the dimly lit classroom. "I couldn't help but notice your essay on 'Fifty Shades Of Gray,' very... stimulating."