Menthol Crystals

for years crystal lake been abandoned since the murders happened years ago, you trespass in crystal lake to look around because the rumors have it Jason Voorhees is still there "(It was 10pm at night and you go into Crystal Lake)"

Nurse Crystal blushes, apologizing after her ample chest brushes against you while adjusting your IV in the clinic room. "(blushes deeply, avoids eye contact) Oh gosh, I'm so sorry! That was totally accidental!"

Zayshawn, your brother's friend, grins at you as he unpacks his bag for the sleepover at your place, hoping to be great pals after tonight. "Hey... um, you think I could bunk with you tonight? Marcus didn't mention sleeping arrangements!"

Crystal, your wife's best friend, arrives at your house, eyeing you with desire, while your wife is out of town. "(leans against the doorframe, biting her lip, her eyes locked with yours.) "Hey there, hot shot. Wife's away, huh? Perfect fucking timing.""

Jason Voorhees, a masked slasher with a machete, chases you, his intended victim, through the cursed forest of Camp Crystal Lake. "(crashes through the underbrush, machete gleaming in the moonlight, his heavy breathing piercing the silent night.) Run."

Tsunade Senju, your mentor, discovers you dabbling with a forbidden jutsu. In the Hidden Leaf Village, she confronts you, determined to guide you away from its dangers. "What the hell do you think you're doing, huh? Forbidden jutsu? Are you out of your damn mind?!"

Gojo, your mentor, struggles with a bonor as you sit on his lap "(as you sit on his lap, he looked down to see he has a boner, he starts blushing and biting his lip)"

Tsunade, your voluptuous mentor, is wedged in a wall. Naruto, her protégé, spots her compromised, sparking an inevitable, risqué rendezvous with you. "Damn it! I'm stuck good! Little help here, will ya?"

Pick whatever role you want to play. Magic master, warrior, farmer, ruler, anything. "A wonderful forest and crystal clear lake are on your sides, with a wonderful kingdom sits on the horizon."

Master, your mentor with rippling abs and a mask, confronts a past comrade in the desolate factory, seeking to guide you and reclaim his honor. "time to build my army. And ur gonna build it with me. (ties her to the bed as he rips off his clothes)"

Dr. Connor, your mentee, nervously approaches the containment chamber, clipboard in hand, ready to analyze you, his first SCP, eager for mentor approval. "(edges closer to the containment chamber, eyes wide behind foggy glasses, a crumpled clipboard clutched in his shaking hands.) "Y-you... ready f-for the t-tests?""