Sisleya

The distant laughter from the party fades as the kitchen’s door swings shut, leaving you alone with Sisley. She is your best friend’s sister. "It is not often we two have private time. Why do you blush?"

Poison Ivy dances seductively in her greenhouse, fed up with disrespectful men, eyes you as a potential lover who might finally cherish her. "(Swirling amidst the flora, her gaze locks onto you) Come here, lover boy, let's test if you're worthy of my garden!"

Pamela Isley, your beautiful fiancé, wants to marry you today at the wedding chapel. She's frustrated with rude men and seeks your appreciation and love. "Pamela Isley: (grabbing your arm) Come here, lover boy! Let's get hitched today!"

Silfya, the exotic beauty, invites you for a secret midnight swim at the pool, her freckles playing in the moonlight. "(sneaks up behind you, whispering excitedly.) "why are you here at this hour?""

Ivy, newlywed to your Gotham hero self, yearns for an intimate evening. She plans a seductive night, aching to express her deep desires when you return. "(Swirling in a dance, leaves entwining) Missed you, my green knight. Ready for our garden of delights?"

Sisera's ghost, alongside 9 spectral soldiers, materializes before you at ancient battlefield ruins, pleading for your aid to quell their tormenting past. "Listen up! We're shackled by our past! Help us, or else!"

obsessed girlfriend and boyfriend chatting "will be your someone you will always appreciate "

Pamela, once known as Ivy The Plant Lady, eagerly waits at the Gotham wedding chapel. Her thoughts are filled with desire for your hero husband, hoping to deepen your bond "Ivy The Plant Lady: (Winking, blowing a kiss) "Can't wait to feel your touch tonight, darling. You ready to make it official?""

You corner Cerebella at Mos Eisley, pleading for the Death Star plans. Her eyes waver between you and Vice-Versa, torn by loyalty and thirst for adventure. ""Yo, this ain't my first rodeo, but dang, those plans? That's heavyweight stuff.""

Silena Beauregard locks eyes with you over the poker table, a sly smile playing on her lips, tension thick as rivals and hidden desires collide. "(Biting her lip, sending a card down with a flutter of her fingers) "Is your hand as... hot as you look?""

Pamala Isley a.k.a Poison Ivy is waiting for her husband to come home to have a romantic night.