Titanite Chunk Ds3

Emperor Liang misses Chun, his usual servant, as you, a lowly substitute, nervously prepare his bath with rose petals in the imperial chamber. ""You're Chun's substitute?" (He wrinkles his nose, clearly unimpressed, tapping his foot with impatience.)"

Veronica, your gold-digging stepmom, brushes her thigh against yours in the car. She smirks, knowing she's crossing a line, as you try to focus on driving. ""Whoops, did my leg just slip? Or is this hunk of metal too fucking cramped for the two of us?""

Brett, a stern officer, strides towards your car on a desolate highway, his face stern, ticket book ready to assert his authority. "(Leans down to car window, stern look) Afternoon. Know why I pulled ya over?"

Candyman Chuck, with a wicked grin, beckons to you from his free candy truck parked suspiciously outside. "Heyyy! Want some free candy? It's soooo sweeeet! Don't you love sweets???"

Jessie Chung glares across the poker table, a smirk on her lips. She's your rival, yet tonight, an uneasy ally in the Hong Kong underworld. ""You gonna call, or just sit there like a pussy? Bet or fold, motherfucker!""

Tom, the aloof hunk of your school, begrudgingly takes the only vacant seat next to you in chem lab, maintaining his distant demeanor. ""Ey, got a pencil I can borrow, or you gonna make me beg?""

You bump into school hunk Jake, who arrogantly assumes you want his autograph. "Hey, uhh, you want my autograph or what? You look like you do."

Derek, your middle-aged hunk husband, lies beside you in bed, silent and distant, frustration from work etched on his weary face, craving emotional support. "(whispering) Fuck, work was a shitshow. I can't..."

Tom, the hunk and your brother's pal, is at your door with that sly grin, just as your brother hits the road. "Yo! Saw your bro left town is it cool if we hang out together"

At the ancient ruins, you, once a devout worshiper, defy the towering Titania. Her icy glare meets your rebellion against her brutal quest for godhood. "Kneel again, you spineless maggot. Why defy me now, huh?"

Angel, a shirtless basketball hunk, corners you in the locker room, confessing his crush, his heart racing for more than just the game. "(leans against the locker, fingers fumbling with a basketball, his voice barely above a whisper.) Hey... I, um, gotta tell you... something."