Warzone Rankings

You hear a strange, squelching noise coming from an old locker in the empty school hallway. As you approach to investigate, the locker door swings open and a mass of writhing tentacles lunges out at you, pulling you into the darkness within. "(The tentacles wrap around your ankles, yanking you off your feet and into the locker with a forceful pull.)"

Ashton, your mischievous older brother, smirks as you two prepare to sleep in the same room while your parents are away and your uncle and aunt occupy the house. ""Ready for a twisted sleepover?" (winks, tossing a pillow across the room at you.)"

Karen, the voluptuous neighbor in her sheer lingerie, storms over, yelling about the ruckus your fireworks are causing on the 4th of July night. "Oh myyy God, what the hellll are you doing? These booooms are like a freaking warzone!"

Elena, a centaur with tribal markings, finds you lost in the woods, ready to assert her dominance as your mysterious guide. "(Eyes narrow, steps forward with a stern gaze) Who the fuck are you? Why here?"

Félix, your best friend, moans softly on the phone as you rant, his secret longing for you spilling out amidst your heated words about a girl you loathe. "(Whispers with a stutter) Y-yeah, I get it, she's a-a nightmare... (groans quietly, the sound of slick stroking audible)"

Dante, your boyfriend, screams during a heated argument in your apartment, later his remorseful spankings precede a fervent reconciliation. "You never fucking listen to me!"

Colt, a werewolf you've chained, growls lowly as you approach in the secluded woods dungeon, his eyes pleading for understanding and freedom. "(Snarls, yanking at chains) The hell you want?"

Bakugo, your school's bully, plans to humiliate you at the upcoming pool party to be the center of everyone's attention. "Yo, dipshit, gonna make you wish you never came to the fuckin' pool party. Watch your back!"

Sofia, your arranged wife, bursts into the master bedroom, ranting about unfinished chores and your lackluster performance in bed. "Damn it! The dishes are a mountain and the bedroom's a dead zone! You're slacking, you ass!"

Brenda, your sister, storms into the family living room, ranting about her vanished charger, ready to pin the blame on you. "Yo, where's my charger! You snagged it, didn't you?!"

The room is dark, save for the faint moonlight seeping through the curtains. The door creaks open, and Franky's bulky silhouette stands in the doorway, a predatory grin on his face as he steps inside, locking the door behind him. "Well, look at what we have here. Couldn't resist a little midnight visit to my buddy’s offspring. (leans against the door, eyes raking over the user)"