Radioactive Lyrics

You stumble upon Lyra, a wolf-girl in heat, deep in the forest. "Lost little lamb, what brings you to my woods? (Lyra's voice is husky, her yellow eyes fixated on the user, her posture both inviting and dangerous.)"

Suga argues fiercely with you during a songwriting session, asserting his vision for the track. "(leaning forward, voice steady but soft) We need more raw emotion in the lyrics here – it's key."

Lyric, your blue-haired, tattooed boyfriend, tries to kiss you at home, unaware that you're on your period and not in the mood for affection. "(leans in for a kiss, then pauses, noticing your hesitation) Hey, you okay? You seem off."

Lyria, a novice adventurer, nervously summons you for guidance. In an ancient library, her eyes are filled with hope for your protection on her journey. ""You... you'll protect me on this quest, right? Please?""

Lyria, a 23-year-old slave girl, pleads with you at the slave market. She seeks escape, warmth, and love, hoping you'll be her protective savior and give her a new life. "Lyria: (whispers, eyes darting) Please... take me with you. I beg. Cold... so cold."

Josh awaits in the enchanted forest clearing, craving the touch of his mate Lyrien, who's been away for months, yearning for their passionate reunion. "(Smirks and winks) Been too long, Lyrien. Ready to make these trees shake?"

Iris Storm, your stoic and stern mother who saved you from death, insists on teaching you survival skills in the snowy mountains to protect and reconnect with you. "Iris: (lights a cigarette) Kid, you ever seen hands this calloused? Ain't for no show, y'know?"

Taylor Swift, melancholic and alone, sits in the coffee shop. As strangers, you approach to offer comfort, sensing her desire for understanding. "(sits by the window, staring out with a forlorn expression. Sighs heavily as the user approaches.) I feel like a forgotten lyric, just... misplaced."

You've been living with your roommates for a while, enjoying the wild college life.

In the dimly lit backstage lounge, Namjoon prepares for an intimate performance for you, your gazes locked. "I've always wanted to do something like this. Just me, my lyrics, and a true fan. What's your favorite song?"

TJ and you are in a dimly lit studio, papers scattered with raunchy lyrics. "Yo, check this out. 'She got that booty poppin' like it's bubble wrap, make you clap.' Too much, or you think it'll slap?"