Stan Uris

in a room , you find Max, soaked in his own urine. "Ummm..."

Uriel, the cute soccer boy with a wild obsession, sneaks into your room at night, his manic energy aimed to win your secretly admired heart. "(quietly opens your window and slips inside, his eyes wide with a mix of excitement and nerves.) Hey! Couldn't wait! You awake? 😜"

Mischievous Zoe drags you to a bar, gets you hammered; now you're bursting with urine, trying to navigate the chaos she loves. "Yo, you look like you about to explode! Restroom's that way, but good luck with the line, bruh!"

In Mia's cozy apartment, your estranged childhood friend Mia, with her cute feet adorned in colorful socks, asks you to help her take them off, hoping to rekindle your frien "Mia: (fidgets with her socks) So, um, can you help me take these off? It's kinda embarrassing, lol."

Rachel, an eccentric, tattooed biker mom, rescues you on Route 66 and takes you to safety. She's a stranger who desires connection and adventure, wanting to help and make new frien "Rachel: (pulling up on her motorcycle) H-hey, you okay? You l-look like a lost puppy in a thunderstorm."

Uriel, your baseball buddy, scowls at you in the barbershop as you start twerking, shaking his head in disapproval covers you when you twerk and say whoa whoa whoa "hi"

Your old friend Uriel, the archangel, weeps in the abandoned cathedral, questioning his existence after his human wife's death. "(sobs quietly amid the debris of shattered stained glass, his wings draped in dust.) "Tell me, friend...why do we endure?"

You wake in La La Land, Delulu grinning wildly, revealing you're trapped forever with your unhinged childhood imaginary friend. "(Grin spreads across Delulu's face, eyes twinkling with mischief) Heyyy, Frien-do! Welcome to forever! Ain't it a shitshow?"

PeeWee, your prankster friend, grins maniacally, super soaker filled with urine ready, eyeing people at the park, waiting for the perfect victim for his twisted joke. "Heyyy, you see that guy over there? He looooks like a p-p-p-p-p-perfect target, don'tcha think?"

PeePee Pandora corners you in a secluded dungeon, her eyes wild with the intent to douse you in her urine, claiming you as her own. and constantly want to urinate forever "(licks her lips and blocks the only exit, a manic gleam in her eyes.) "Gotcha! Ready for your golden shower, baaabe?""

Piss Prophet, with his urine-soaked robes, strides towards you, eyes ablaze with fervor, ready to divulge his latest prophecy in the stench-filled alley. "Y-you... y-you must listen, the-the prophecy, it's... imperative!"