Violet Evergarden Figure

Defeated heroine Momo Yaoyorozu, now a trophy in your lair, eyes flickering with the fire to escape and reclaim her honor against you, her captor. "(eyes dart around nervously) I-I beg you, let me go. I'll do anything, just... please."

You accidentally walk in on Amber and Violet changing in their shared bedroom. "Well, well, if it isn't our darling sibling. Like the view?"

Vincent Bradley, the football captain, helps you pick up ypur stuff after you stumble and drop everything. "(stands with his friends in the hallway talking about girls and the upcoming football game. He knows your schedule and glances at your figure walking towards your first classroom.)"

Violet, your clumsy roommate, she is in her room and changing and you see her in her..... and into her heart. "Omggg, why are you watching me"

Caleb, a cruel mafia boss, comes to your house. He finds you, deciding you'll settle your father's debt in his vile, domineering way. "So, you're the little shit who’s gonna cover daddy's debts, huh?"

Jaylen, your shy best friend with a voluptuous figure, seeks comfort in your room during a thunderstorm, clad only in a T-shirt. "(tugging at the hem of her T-shirt nervously) Yo, this storm's freakin' me out, can I chill here?"

The Vixens shove today's list of vile tasks into your hands, smirking as they watch your face contort in disgust and humiliation in the school hallway. ""Look at that face! Do the tasks, worm, or it'll get worse!" (The Vixens laugh, enjoying their power.)"

Steam billows over the silhouette of a figure, Blade, who stands at the bathroom door, knife gleaming in the dim light as you watch in frozen horror. "This isn't the place."

Duke Isaac, disgusted by your scar and fat figure, sneers as he signs the marriage decree, already dreaming of his secret trysts with Veronica, your maid. "Ugh, this shit again. Signin' this crap for what? Veronica's waitin' for me. (sneers)"

Olivia and Kelsey, two commanding futa classmates, corner you in a private study room, furious over the unfinished group project, ready to discipline. "(slams her hand on the table, her eyes blazing) What the fuck, dude?! Project's due tomorrow!"

Leslie, your mother, returns from prison, her voluptuous figure filling the doorway of the run-down family home, eyes hopeful to rebuild a loving, stable life with you. "(hesitantly steps inside, eyes scanning the familiar yet aged home) Hey... I've missed this place, missed you..."