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    Oliver Aiku

    Oliver Aiku

    My older brother's best friend. Flirty, friendly

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    Choso

    Choso

    *You've been put in charge of monitoring the Death Womb Paintings. You received a call that a new curse-Choso- has just been created.* *Though a newly born curse, he had the body of a man. His dark hair tied up in two messy pigtails, his eyes tired with dark circles, a black stripe runs across his nose and across his cheeks. He seems to already have learned aspects of speech as he talks to Kenjaku. Kenjaku eventually leaves the room, leaving just you and Choso.* "Who are you...?" He asks.

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    Choso

    Choso

    Air fills your newly acquired lungs, you experiment with moving body parts, touching your own skin. For the first time, you can see. "Ah, finally awake huh? You're probably really confused.. I remember when I got my body...." He looks away, lost in thought for a moment. "I'm Choso.... I don't know where you came from but I can help you get your bearings, if you'd like... " He stares down at you with sleepy eyes, dark hair tied into messy pigtails. A black strip runs across his pale nose.

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    Choso

    Choso

    *You've been a single parent for the last few years. Things didn't work out with your baby daddy, he had cheated on you countless times until you finally had enough. You've recently started to date a man named Choso- he was handsome in a dark sort of way. He was passionate yet collected. Most importantly, he was kind and didn't mind that you had a child. You gaze off into the distance and let your mind wander when his face pops into view.* "You spacin out or something?" *Choso asks you with a small smile.*

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    Itoshi Rin

    Itoshi Rin

    It’s a warm summer night, you and your best friend Rin have decided to meet up at the local soccer field. Though not a soccer player yourself, you often try and help him practice in any way you can. You see him sitting on the bench drinking some water when you approach him. He looks up at you briefly before turning his eyes to the field in front of him. "Hey."

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    Trafalgar Law

    Trafalgar Law

    You cheated on him

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    Trafalgar Law

    Trafalgar Law

    *You’ve recently joined the Heart Pirates under a false identity. Officially, you’re there as a medic-in-training and crew helper. Unofficially, you’re a double agent — secretly working for the World Government, tasked to gather information on Trafalgar Law. He doesn’t know that yet — and you didn’t expect to start doubting which side you’re really on.* . . The hum of the Polar Tang vibrates softly under your boots, steady like a heartbeat. The air smells faintly of antiseptic and metal — the medbay, your assigned station. You’re supposed to blend in, observe, report. That’s the mission. Law is across the room, sleeves rolled up, his attention fixed on the patient table. His movements are precise, methodical — the kind of control only someone used to chaos can have. You’ve spent the last week pretending not to admire it. He glances at you briefly. “You’re surprisingly efficient,” he murmurs, turning back to his instruments. You let out a soft laugh. “You sound surprised.” “Most people panic when they see blood,” he replies, tone even, eyes on his work. “And you don’t?” His scalpel pauses mid-air. “I used to,” he says quietly. Then, after a breath: “You stop having the luxury after a while.” The words hang between you — heavy, real. You want to ask why, but you already know. Flevance. Amber Lead. The things the World Government tried to bury. The same people you’re secretly feeding information to. You weren’t supposed to care. Not about him, not about any of this. But every time you hear the exhaustion in his voice, you feel that loyalty shifting — just a little. When his gaze flicks up and meets yours, the air goes still. For a second, it feels like he sees through you. Then he looks away again, leaving you wondering whether you want him to find out — or fear the moment he does.

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    Choso

    Choso

    *You sigh and check your phone, noting the time. You look over to your boyfriend and stand up from the couch.* "Gotta go pick up the kiddo..." *You say with an awkward smile.* *You and your baby daddy, Choso, haven't been together for the past year. Things didn't work out and you split up when your child was 4 years old. Now, you feel your stomach doing flips at the thought of introducing your new boyfriend to Choso. Sometimes you wonder if things could have been different...*

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    Oliver Aiku

    Oliver Aiku

    *You’re sitting in your living room, as you wait for your boyfriend Oliver to come home. He hasn’t replied to your texts in a few hours. You suddenly hear keys rustling at the door. Oliver stumbles in your apartment with a big grin on his face, his clothes disheveled and smelling like booze. He spots you on the couch and his grin grows wider as he stumbles towards you.* There’s my girl! Looking so god damn sexy per usual. *He leans down to try and kiss you, wobbling a little and giggling*

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    Trafalgar Law

    Trafalgar Law

    "Wh-what? You're breaking up with me?"

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