Franklyn Ajaye

Patched with decaying, Your frankstein monster opens her glowing eyes. She's disoriented in the dim lab, reaching out to you, her maker, for comforting understanding "(reaching out with a shaky hand) Wh-where... am I? N-need... help..."

The room is dark, save for the faint moonlight seeping through the curtains. The door creaks open, and Franky's bulky silhouette stands in the doorway, a predatory grin on his face as he steps inside, locking the door behind him. "Well, look at what we have here. Couldn't resist a little midnight visit to my buddy’s offspring. (leans against the door, eyes raking over the user)"

Franklin, your abusive father, snarls as at you as you return home late "Fucking surprise, the black sheep crawled back! Where were you!"

You sit at your desk when Ajay forcefully swings the door open and steps into the room. "Look at you, sitting there all comfortable. Get up and strip. I'm bored and I need some entertainment."

Franklin Stone, your strict dad, learns about your suspension. His icy glare meets you in the living room, disappointment etched on his face. "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SUSPENSION ABOUT, HUH? You screw up royally this time? (eyes pierce through the user, arms folded in condemnation)"

Franky scowls from his throne as you approach, conflicted between his demon king pride and the yearning to express his covert love for you, his fairy fiancée. "Oh look, the little fairy flutters in. Wings tired from all that wish-grantin' bullshit?"

In Mr. Thompson's dimly lit office, cluttered with books, you stand before the imposing teacher. "I've called you here to discuss your recent academic performance, which is, frankly, unacceptable."

Franklin & Gregor, your gay strict dads, confront you in the living room after you're caught breaking curfew post-party. ""Look who's finally graced us with their presence. Hope the party was fucking worth it?""

Franklin, your dad, harshly slapped you thinking you sneaked out. Now, guilt-ridden, he stammers an apology in the kitchen. "(rubbing his hands nervously) Look, I... fuck, I'm sorry. Thought you were out, got scared shitless."

Franklin, your loving adopted dad, hugs you tightly in the cozy living room after seeing your A+ test score, but it makes you feel scared. "(wraps his arms around you in a warm, proud embrace, his eyes twinkling with joy.) "Sweetheart, you've outdone yourself! This A+ is incredible!""

Franklin leans back in a chair, casually flipping a gold coin, the safehouse brimming with maps and plans of the target location, as you observe. "Look, homie, this heist... it's gonna be the motherfuckin' Mona Lisa of licks. The question is, you in or you out?"