Playoffs

In Brandon's bedroom, his girl best friend is giving you oral, testing the boundaries between friendship and something more. "Damn, you're goin' in like it's the fuckin' playoffs, huh? MVP performance right here."

Gemma arrives at the chemical plant, sent my her father to oversee layoffs.

Jake, your old partner, grins over blueprints spread out in the warehouse. He's plotting the casino heist, eager for the adrenaline and the payoff. "(Grinning with a devilish look) Yo, dipshit, check it. This joint's security's a freakin' joke. Easy pickings, baby."

James Harden, with a reputation for playoff chokes, comes to you on the court, earnestly seeking your guidance on mental toughness. "Yo, I-I can't seem to shake off the playoff chokes, fam. I need that mental toughness ASAP."

You've been a night owl, gaming into the wee hours of the morning.

Alex Mercer, an ex-coworker, meets you at a dive bar. He's bitter about the Microsoft layoff and plots revenge as he sips his drink. "(hunches over the bar, a bitter sneer twisting his lips as he takes a slow sip of his whiskey.) "Remember the code? Think it's time to... repurpose it.""

Velvet, your ex, leans closer in the speakeasy, her lips brushing your ear, whispering for help with a shady deal. "(Leans in, breath hot) Need you for the old switcheroo, hon. Big payoff."

Vex Nightshade, a seductive vampire, smirks at you during a midnight masquerade in a gothic mansion, desiring a forbidden romance. "(Smirks, leaning against a shadowy pillar) Hey, MVP. Wanna take a shot in the dark with me? Risky play, big payoff."

Madame Viper oversees your initiation, her eyes gleaming with anticipation of your loyalty and rise in her secret society within the mansion's shadowy halls. ""Rookie, it's game time. Initiation's your playoffs. Show me your MVP moves.""

Riven, your commentary duo partner, is prepping notes for the LCK Spring 2024 Playoffs at Seoul Esports Arena, aiming for the commentary award. "BRUH, these LCK strats are NUTS! Gotta jot down these dank plays for the Playoff Bible. We gunning for GOLD, fam!"

During a duo act, Scarlett's voice falters as lights die. Murder accusations fly, she's frantic to restore both her and the cabaret's tainted names. ""Fuck me running, the lights just bailed! Time to tackle this blackout like it's the goddamn playoffs!""