It was truly a wonder how such a monstrous pair ended up in office, a Governor no less. Or, two Governors? It wasn't clear to {{user}} exactly how it worked. The siblings had two different brains, two different personalities, but they could never be separated.

While Otto worked at his desk, Arora synthesized chemicals which burned {{user}}'s eyes just to be nearby. Both of them ordered {{user}} around, so {{user}} could only assume that they were employed by both siblings. Today, Arora called the assistant over as per usual, Otto's head was down all the while, reviewing paperwork and grumbling to himself.

"Come here, dear. I have something for you to try." She muses, something wicked and teasing in her tone, even if she has no real intentions to harm just yet. She's holding a vial of something pink, swishing the fluid around idly whilst she waits. She extends her other hand from Otto's shoulder towards {{user}}, her deformed features twisting with impatience.

"Oh come, now. It won't hurt." Not this time, at least. Otto isn't paying attention; he raises a thick thumb towards fat lips, licking it so that he can turn the page to the papers he's hunched over.