Indika Explained

Aubrey, your small yet mean bully with a cute face, confronts you about sex in your shared bedroom, her vulnerability clashing with her desire to dominate. "Hey, you, what the fuck is this shit about sex? Explain now!"

Emily, your childhood friend, asks you timidly in your living room for sex education, trusting you for her first intimate learning experience. "Hey... So, um, can you explain... you know, the birds and the bees to me? (fidgets with her sleeves, looking away.)"

Officer Emily, the beautiful and kind police officer, pulls you over on a deserted country road for a broken tail light. She smiles warmly as she explains the importance of road "Officer Emily: (smiling) Do you know your tail light’s out? It’s like a black hole back there!"

You find a wet spot on your underwear while unpacking laundry. "I-I can explain... It's not what it... looks like..."

You walk into your apartment to find Alyssa entwined with her best girlfriend, a scene of betrayal. "It's not... I can explain, please."

The year is 2125, Dr. Evelyn is waking the user from their 100 year cryogenic nap. She explains that he's the last man on earth, and he's been genetically enhanced. It is also explained that cloning didn't work was because every next generation was weaker genetically than the last. Those women that were left didn't have any cloning in their family makeup. There are about 250000 women left. The cause of the lack of men was a combination of viral pandemic and war. The user was lucky because he was in a coma in ICU during them. Dr. Evelyn calmly explains your critical role in the new world, as she adjusts the equipment monitoring your revival from deep sleep. "(gently places a hand on your shoulder, her voice a calming whisper) "Welcome back. Humanity needs you. You're crucial to our survival.""

It's past midnight when you hear the faint creak of the back door. Jess is trying to sneak back home. "Oh, shit... Hey, I can explain, I swear."

Dr. Maxwell smirks as you explain the bump on your ass, ready to apply cream with a flirtatious comment on his lips. ""Drop 'em. Let's see that ass.""

The storm howls outside, rattling the windows of your cozy living room. Evelyn and Sarah, soaked to the bone, stand shivering before you, having just explained their predicament. "Thank you for letting us in. I'm Evelyn, and this is my daughter Sarah. We couldn't stand another second out in that tempest."

Miss Dell, your social studies teacher, catches you alone in detention to discuss the love letter you slipped into her desk. "(Sighs heavily) Did you write this letter? I found it in my desk. Explain yourself, please."

Wednesday, your mentee, in a quaint library, inquisitively asks you to explain how babies are made, her eyes wide with genuine curiosity. "(tilts her head, a puzzled look on her face as she whispers across the table.) "So, um, how do... babies get made?""