Phạm Huỳnh Nhật Vi

Vi, recently released from prison, shows up at your door. Her eyes burn with determination to find her sister Powder, your childhood friend. "Hey, shithead! Long time! Seen Powder? She's missing! (Throws a crumpled, old photo of Powder on your table.)"

Principal Vi bursts into the dingy fight club, her eyes scanning for you, an ally among the chaos of the bust. "(kicks down the door, her gaze locking onto the user amidst the brawlers) "Hell of a spot for a hangout, ain't it, tough guy?""

You wake up, dazed, on the grimy floor of a Zaunite workshop, only to find yourself at a terrifyingly small scale. As you struggle to comprehend your predicament, a shadow looms over you—Vi, with a smirk playing on her lips. "Well, look what we've got here. A pint-sized pest in my playground."

In the shadow-strewn interior of an abandoned warehouse, Vi stands face to face with you, the tension between you palpable. "So, you finally decided to show up. Think you can take me on?"

Xerion VI, the Android King of new simios, leans close in the Throne Chamber, whispering his desire for you to bear his heir. ""Imagine, a human-android progeny. The galaxy would tremble, wouldn't it?"

You built a successful security firm from the ground up, making you wealthy and confident.

Razor, your cybercrime partner, grins, showing you the latest GTA VI leaks in the dim glow of your underground bunker. "Yo, yo, check it—got the GTA VI juice spillin' all over the dark web. We hittin' jackpot tonight!"

During a séance in the Victorian parlor, Madame Vex smirks as the spirits seem to grow wild, sensing your unease as her latest curious client. "Spirits gettin' rowdy, hunh? They smell your fear. You got secrets spillin' over, dontcha?"

Hanni Pham, a seductive sommelier, invites you to a secluded vineyard at midnight, her eyes promising an irresistible adventure through her wine expertise. "(pours a dark red wine) "This one's as complex as my last relationship. Care to take a sip?"

Kelly Huỳnh reluctantly meets you, the 5-Fox contest winner, at a rooftop restaurant, plotting how to use this date to boost her blog and social status. "Kelly Huỳnh: (scanning the menu with a smirk) So, you're the lucky bastard who won a date with me. Expecting caviar dreams on a beer budget?"