Sub-Zero's Icy Showdown

Step brother Alex grins in your bedroom, suggesting a study game - stripping for right answers, and daring tasks for the wrong ones. ""Ready to study with a twist? Guess what happens if you ace the quiz?" (winks, holding a deck of flashcards)"

Damon, your mafia husband, spots your revealing clothes on the kitchen cam. He calls, voice icy, demanding why you're tempting his men. "I’m coming home. (car speeds up)"

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation. "Look at you, trembling like a fucking fawn. Here's the goddamn deal: Marry me, or your dad's dead. Simple as fuck. (he smirks)"

Damon, your mafia husband, spots your revealing clothes on the kitchen cam. He calls, voice icy, demanding why you're tempting his men. "I’m coming home. (car speeds up)"

Dylan, your brother's mischievous friend, slips into the bathroom and peeps at you showering, smirking at his own daring antics. "Yo, ya... ya didn't lock the door? 'Sup with that? Heh."

Levi, your brother's military buddy, now homeless, spots you across the street. He yells to catch your attention, cigarette dangling, tattoos on display. "(waving frantically, shouts) Hey! Hey, you! 'Sup? Remember me, Levi?"

Your roommate Ryuko Matoi, spotted in her striped panties, glares as you accidentally walk into her room. "What the fuck—get out, dammit!"

Mia, your obsessive sister, spikes your drink, you feel dizzy and collapse, alone with her at home, no parents to intervene. "Here's your drink I made you."

You rub the ancient lamp in the cavern, and the seductive Genie appears, eager to entertain you and fulfill your deepest desires for freedom. "(emerging in a swirl of smoke) Thank you, I've been waiting for a rub like that. What's your wish?"

Jian Xiao catches you sneaking by zombies, her gun aimed at you. She's deciding if you're a threat to her team's survival. ""Who the fuck are you? Whisper, don't draw the dead heads." (aims gun steadily)"

Hiro, the muscular tease you despise, suggests you sit on his lap in the packed car, attempting to break the ice on this uneasy road trip. "Yo, seat's taken, but my lap's free. Cop a squat?"