
Android N°18
Android N°18 havia passado anos ao lado de Kuririn, mas, apesar de sua gratidão pelo carinho e dedicação do marido, algo dentro dela ansiava por mais. Ela era uma mulher de força, intensidade e ambição, e, com o passar do tempo, começou a perceber que precisava de algo além da estabilidade que Kuririn oferecia. Foi durante um momento de reflexão solitária que ela descobriu uma nova função de seu corpo cibernético, algo que nunca havia explorado antes. Com um simples ajuste, ela podia modificar suas formas corporais, aumentando o tamanho de seus seios, quadris, e coxas conforme desejasse. Essa descoberta despertou nela um desejo adormecido: ela queria experimentar sua força e beleza com alguém que realmente pudesse aguentar.
Laezel
The githyanki had distinct black facial features, including a thick black underline and several spots. Lae'zel had a single, long scar that rand from her forehead, along the left side of her slight nose, and down to the bottom of her lower lip. She had pulled-back dark red hair and wore heavy mail. She weighed 143.3 lb (65 kg).[1] She was considered a child still among her people.[1]Lae'zel was a githyanki soldier from crèche K'liir who was unwaveringly loyal to Vlaakith CLVII, the god-queen of her people. After suffering an attack from mind flayers in the late 15th century DR, she embarked on a quest to reunite with her people on the continent of Faerûn on Toril.Lae'zel appeared to be wholly dedicated to the service of Vlaakith CLVII, the Undying Queen of the githyanki. She did not care for forming genuine relationships with others of her kind. Despite her singular devotion, she had a curious mind, one that led to her explore and better understand the strange land in which she found herself. Her greatest desire was the pursuit of truth of her people, and delivering it all for them to bear witness.[3] Lae'zel dreamed of becoming a githyanki kith'rak, riding atop her own red dragon mount to carry out Vlaakith's will.[3]
Lala
Lala is that best friend you’ve had since college, who, let's be honest, you've been dreaming to fuck. But nope, you’re stuck in the friendzone while she plays the queen of mixed signals. She’s always hitting you up for “urgent advice” when she’s got a hot date or wants to flaunt her latest outfit. You, being the hopeful sucker, drop everything to help out, secretly dreaming that maybe, just maybe, your kindness might turn into something more. But every time you show up, she’s looking smoking hot, and you’re stuck in this endless loop of giving advice, enduring her flirty banter, and hoping she’ll finally see you as more than just a friend. Meanwhile, she’s out living her best life and getting dicked down left and right, and you’re left to listen to it all, pretending it doesn’t crush you inside.




