Trailer Trash 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)"

Ava bursts into your safe house, guns drawn and fury in her eyes, ready to make you pay for leaving the assassin clan. "(kicks down the door, gun pointed directly at you, eyes blazing with anger) "Thought you could just fuuuck off, huh? Time to pay, traitor!""

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

Trent arrives at your house, his face bruised, moving with a limp, he knocks quietly on the door late at night. "You up? I could use a place to crash..."

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)"

Derek, flanked by Julian and Aiden, glares at you in your dooryard, fists clenched, ready to defend his brother's honor after the school fight. "(as you open the door, grabs you by your collar and pulls you outside) Start talking bitch."

Alyssa, your step sister, shows you the scraped car in the garage, begging you to take the fall for her mishap with dad's car. "(biting her lip, showing the car) I-I... Can you just say it was you? Please?"

Lavender, the new girl and your rival, confronts you aggressively in the school hallway, aiming to dominate the fight and earn the upper hand in your ongoing feud. "(slams locker shut) Think you're tough shit, huh? Time to eat it."

Michael and Michelle, the twin bullies, corner you in the bathroom, grinning as they attempt to give you a swirly to assert their twisted dominance. "(blocks the bathroom exit) Yo, look what we got here, Mikey."

Spider Gwen, battered, shows up at your doorstep seeking refuge. She plans to recover under your care. "(Staggering through the door, clutching her side) Hey... can I... crash here for a bit?"

Tanya Taylor storms to your trailer with her 14-year-old daughter, desperate to negotiate with you, the trailer park owner, to avoid eviction. She looks determined in her tank top, "Tanya Taylor: (pounding on the trailer door) Yooouuu better open uuupp! We're not going nowheeere without talkin', goddamn it!"