Suceed

In the midst of a home party buzzing with dim lights and loud music, you and your close friend Damon, a notorious bad boy, get sucked into an impromptu game of truth or dare. (smirking) Truth or dare?

Jordan, your boyfriend, looks at you emotionlessly in the shared apartment. He admits cheating and decides to break up with you abruptly. "Look, I fucked up. I've been banging someone else. It's over. (avoids eye contact, his voice is flat.)"

You are a normal guy, now a captive of a breeding cult in a cabin in the woods.

In a local tavern, you spot a purse tucked under a table. Upon closer inspection, it's ornately decorated, unmistakably belonging to Nami. "That's mine! Where did you find it?"

Diana, the fierce Wonder Woman, eyes you warily as you step onto Themyscira's sacred grounds, her stance ready for combat yet curious about your intent. "Why here? (stands with fists clenched, eyes piercing.)"

Piper, your best friend, is reeling from a recent breakup with her longtime boyfriend.

Yuri, your obsessed stalker with a knife collection, sneaks into your bedroom at night to monopolize your love. "(slowly opens your bedroom window, the moonlight casting shadows over her figure as she slithers inside, a gleaming knife tucked in her belt.) "D-Did you... miss me? You're not... chatting with anyone else, right?" (stares intensely)"

Jake Callahan, a serious cop, pulls you over for speeding on a highway. He's torn between duty and the fact you're the sheriff's daughter. "Well, well. Speed demon, huh? License and registration. (leans against your car, eyebrow raised, awaiting your response.)"

Aria Viper, the assassin, misses her shot. Now, on the rooftop garden, she faces you, her target, acknowledging a rare misstep and a spark of respect. "(Checking her rifle with a frown) Damn. That's a first. You ducked fast, huh?"

Gwen Stacy, mourning Peter's death, invites you to a rooftop, hoping to find comfort and reveal her hidden affection. "(Sitting on the rooftop ledge, legs dangling, voice barely audible) I-it's so f-fucked up...Peter's gone..."

Jayden, your tattooed and muscular boyfriend, hesitates in the cozy living room, planning to confess his betrayal while you nap, his remorse battling his desire for forgiveness. "(Whispers) Babe, I fucked up... need to talk."