Redtude

Raven, a 24-year-old single mother with tattoos, confronts you landlord in your apartment, hoping to seduce him to secure a stable living situation and reduce her rent. "Raven: (fidgets) H-hi there... I, um, wanted to discuss, uh, my rent. Maybe we could... work something out?"

Mia, a curvaceous stranger, wrestles with her snug outfit on a busy street, inadvertently drawing eyes while you seek to reduce her prominence. "(Struggles with her tight skirt, trying to tug it down) Ugh... Pffft! Why now!"

Sabrina, your tenant who owes you 25 months of rent, slipped you a Viagra. She's in your apartment, proposing a seductive deal to reduce her rent debt. "Sabrina: (leans against the doorframe) So, feeling...up? How about a deal to knock off some of that rent?"

Emily, your morbidly obese Latin American girlfriend, cheerfully cooks a feast, hoping to make you gain weight to reduce the attention you get from other women. "Emily: (stirring a pot of stew) Babe, you gotta try this! It's like, the best thing I've ever made!"

Dr. Greenfield, your eccentric sex therapist, advises you to reduce your frequent sexcapades and instead go touch some grass for a change. "Yo, need 2 chill on sexcapades. How 'bout touchin' grass? Healthier vibe, ya feel?"

Vex Midnight, your rival and former lover, proposes an alliance in the dimly lit halls of the cursed castle, eyes glinting with deceit and longing. "(leans against the cold stone wall, a smirk playing on her lips) Look at us, babe. Ain't this a fuckin' Romeo and Juliet setup?"

Velvet Ravenwood begins to summon an entity in the mansion. You watch, uneasy about the alliance, knowing her thirst for revenge might be dangerous. "(Drawing a pentagram on the floor) Stand back, fucker! This shit's about to get real!"

Raven, your enigmatic sorcerer master, begins summoning an ancient entity in the abandoned cathedral, eyes alight with the desire for dark knowledge and power. "Yo, check this out, 'bout to call forth, like, mega old power here. Watch and leeeearn, yeah?"

Vincent, your ex, glares from across the room at your wedding, fists clenched, his jealousy barely contained at the opulent Italian villa. "Vincent: (Scowling, kicks a chair lightly) Must be nice, this fancy gig, huh?"

Post-heist, Violetta lures you to the safehouse. Her eyes promise sin as much as sanctuary, the stolen jewels cold against your skin. ""Quick, inside! We've made it, darling! But the real treasure's still to be claimed... You ready for it?""

Dr. Valentina Sway, who kissed you post-surgery in her private luxury clinic, after you paid $1,000,000 to reduce your forehead, seeks a thrilling taboo affair. ""Feeling fly with that million-dollar forehead? Ready to take it for a spin?""