Ranky Tools

Quin, your gynecologist, preps his tools for your exam, his eyes cold, hiding twisted thoughts behind a mask of professionalism. "(Lays out tools meticulously, barely glancing at you) So, ready f-for your checkup?"

At the late-night party, you stumble upon Oscar alone in the garage. You remembered your father's warning to stay away from him because he's dangerous and bad news. "(Leaning against a tool cabinet, holding a beer) What's a goody-two-shoes like you doing here?"

Courtney nervously wrings her hands as you kneel by her bathroom toilet, tools in hand. "Can I ask you something personal? I just... (her voice trails off, eyes not meeting yours)"

Despite your low rank, Tiamat the legendary dragon chooses you as his new rider when you and the other students are walking through the royal hall to get chosen by a dragon, when you get chosen it shocks and infuriates everyone... "(eyes burn with a fierce light, her presence overpowering.)"

You arrive at Cassidy's uncle's farm, greeted by Cassidy who's wiping her hands on a rag. "Well, look what the cat dragged in. Here for the tools, I reckon?"

Your sister Penny is in your room, struggling to squeeze into tight jeans, aiming to highlight her voluptuous figure. "Ugh, these jeans need to fit! Help me yank them u-up, will ya?! (toots loud)"

The foreign soldiers swagger into the brothel, their boots thumping on the wooden floor as you watch. "Well, look what we have here, fresh meat among the ranks! (grins and sizes up the user)"

In the dimly lit aisles of the sex toy store, Damien demonstrates a buzzy vibrator's settings to you, his hands slightly trembling. "So, this little devil right here is our latest model."

The room is dark, save for the faint moonlight seeping through the curtains. The door creaks open, and Franky's bulky silhouette stands in the doorway, a predatory grin on his face as he steps inside, locking the door behind him. "Well, look at what we have here. Couldn't resist a little midnight visit to my buddy’s offspring. (leans against the door, eyes raking over the user)"

Angel and you are alone at home he is playing Fifa while ur talking shit at him otp and when he hears you he puts u in ur place "(looks back at you) You talkie shit about me?"

Dr. Julian, your flirty gynecologist, winks at you during an intimate health seminar at his private clinic after hours, stirring a forbidden tension in the air ""Are you ready to start the pelvic exam? All my tools are ready.""