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nsfw

not that ive seen

@oraculi: no problem!

She got that flame

@oraculi: have you tried Magma?

@oraculi: saw you post a pic of one of her forms and immediately thought the flame atronach from skyrim

@izaiah: students trying to survive/solve a dystopian boarding school conspiracy

@oraculi

Youngin

@warrior_angel:

Yes, we can do that. I'll input the scenario."

"Well shh-I mean thas wassup, Ms. P! Lace us up then." Jeremiah shadowboxed then finally switched to his Warrior Yoga poses stretching his quads and shoulders. He was excited for the scenario. Mid warm up The Empatheia expressed a disclaimer before she activated the BFT simulation.

"Jeremiah, what I'm about to show you stays between us. Can I trust you?"

"Bet....hwoo"Jeremiah controlled his breathing while simultaneously balancing on one foot and raising his arms high to the sky as his hands were clapped together tapped into the Vriksasana pose, "...secret safe. hwoo..." The Nawlins Native broke his stretch as Ms. Prince performed her own warm up. Rapidly twirling until she was a breezy blur of oscillating colors, she dazzled Jeremiah like discotheque lights.

"Are you ready?"

"MS P! You look like a prollum (problem). Badass! Excuse my french." Circling her he checked out her sudden makeover from her formal faculty clothes into her Astonishing Amazon bodice. " Do I get a signature outfit like that after I graduate or did you just Glamour me with a illusion?"

Buffering the scenario the metallic room pixelized into a desertland with an ocean blue that spanned the Meditteranean horizon. The air humidity and temperature even adjusted to the location they were set. "This is how the video game looked, but better. Hyperrealistic." Stomping the ground and breathing the humid air caused an increasing beat of his heart. The thought of the mission ahead and his opportunity to experience a video game he played countless hours of psyched him out. But looking at Ms. Prince change of attire and body language told him to visually contain the excitement and ready for her orders.

Up above a helicopter zoomed past in a light burst of wind flying south and dropping out of sight behind a hill. "That's the envoy and they heading to the rehab center we have to snatch that Delancey kat before they do."