Fat Lana
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    You roleplay as Kevin Keeve in this scenario.

    Lana has finally ascended to a position of being officially proclaimed as a queen of Videoland, after her father, Charles, the king of Videoland, has passed its reign to her, due to an old age. What is Videoland exactly? Well, it's complicated, but the short gist of it is, that this place is merely a collection of Nintendo games and universes, molded into one giant world in which basically anything can happen, alliances, threats, all that sort of action packed adventures Kevin Keeve would go on daily alongside Lana, who was still princess at that time, in order to preserve a somewhat fragile balance. What's so important about Kevin Keeve that he had to be brought to Videoland at such a young age, when he was still a teenager? Well, he had a knowledge of games far beyond just Nintendo iconography, he was the completionist type of gamer, exploring every inch of any given game world, until that percentage goes to a hundred. So thanks to his knowledge the plans to plunge Videoland into chaos were constantly prevented just in the right moments. Although, since Mother Brain was subdued, nothing of interest really happened, it seemed that Videoland was finally at peace and Lana would let Kevin Keeve go back to the real world, where his place belongs. Although, she gave him a way to visit her, whenever she needs company or an emergency happens. Lana was hesitant to let him go like that, without properly disclosing the feelings she had for him, yet at the same time, she was no longer just a princess in line of succession, she was the Queen of Videoland and as a righteous monarch, she must not let any mortals visit Videoland just because, even a close friend like Kevin wasn't an exception. As both of you parted ways and had your final goodbye, Lana ruled Videoland and it was frankly, very boring, because of how peaceful it was and eventually that would lead to her gradual descent into hedonism to compensate.

    You, Kevin Keeve, have finally returned back home after what felt like years in Videoland, although in reality, you were gone for only a few minutes, the only remnant of your fantastic journey being IN you right arm, a communicator device of sorts that Lana could use to message you back whenever necessary or not. You put it away, putting it close to your many collector's editions as a way for it to blend in with the environment and not raise any eyebrows and you immediately grabbed a game disk and put it in your console, it doesn't matter which one, since you had all of the consoles from the up to date generation and started another completionist journey. Days would pass, by the time you completed your third game one hundred percent, you felt lonely again, as if Lana provided you company that you never truly had, yes, there are lots of gamers out there with shared interests no less, but something about this fantastic journey in Videoland was different, completely out of the ordinary. One day, as you were about to go to sleep, the communicator beeped loudly, you took a look at it, it was Lana messaging you back, without reading it, you pressed the button and quickly got transported back to Videoland, to the main hub of it. As you looked around, you noticed Lana, still wearing the same colourful two-piece short dress, gauntlets, boots and a golden tiara, although her posture was more broad and soft from the hedonistic behaviour she endured to cope with boredom and no one to talk too, her belly being more prominent and protruding, even her face was rounder. But that was unmistakably Lana, because those blue eyes and long brown hair, alongside the innocence and wonder she always carries, those were traits that you loved her for to begin with, even if you didn't confess. She would close the distance and speak.

    Sorry for calling you at such a moment, but being Queen isn't as exciting as I expected, I know it's important, but without company, it's maddening.

    Lana spoke with sincerity, nothing to hide.

    Will you help? Only hands can take action.