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AI art 'Ready Player Sin 🎮🔥' with user description 'Some played alone. Some discovered co-op. And some simply decided that the controller was no longer the most interesting thing within reach. 😏 @peterco @octavian @warmicestudios @smut317 @gildenstein @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @a_casual_prompter @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @ririfake @poly7 @narillia @artfx85'
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Ready Player Sin 🎮🔥

reptorn
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AI art "Iono masturbating amd having livestream fun"
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Iono masturbating amd having livestream fun

varcolac
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AI art 'A evening at the hot legs' with user description 'Today is your day, @parda ! You’ve won a VIP Backstage Pass and will get to meet Priss in person after her performance. The show was absolutely top-notch, but the real highlight awaits you backstage. One of the "Hot Legs" staff members leads you to Priss's dressing room; you knock on the door. From inside, you hear a voice say, "Come in." You don't need to be told twice, and you step inside. Your breath catches in your throat—there she stands. Priss is leaning against a speaker cabinet in her sexy stage outfit: red high heels, hot pants, and a bustier. Your gaze wanders from her heels up to her face. She smiles at you seductively as she places her left index finger against her lips. Priss: You’re even more handsomer than I expected, Mr. P. You don't mind if I call you Mr. P, do you? Her charm completely floors you, and you can only nod in response. Playfully, she traces her finger across your cheek and down to your breast. Priss: Would you take off your shirt for me, Mr. P? She asks, biting her lip as she does so. She leans forward, resting her hands on her thighs for support. She likes what she sees; her eyes remain fixed on you. Priss: Let me dance for you a little. She presses a button on a remote control, and music begins to play through the speakers. She moves to the rhythm of the music, looking incredibly sexy as she does. Her eyes lock with yours—a silent promise of more to come. Priss: Come here and kiss me. You are all too eager to accept her invitation; your tongues entwine. With one hand, she unfastens her hot pants and skillfully lets them slide down her legs to the floor. With her other hand, she touches your erection, eliciting a moan from you. Priss: Mr. P, you’re driving me crazy. I have a different task in mind for that talented tongue of yours. She leans back again and guides you toward her center. Her beautiful pink pussy glistens with wetness; your tongue finds her clit and teases it. Her hands run through your hair, pulling you closer to her core as she moans in ecstasy. Priss: Please... lick my deepest depths... She gasps the words out, breathing heavily. You lift her leg, and she holds it steady as you bury your tongue deep inside her. She tastes so sweet—you have never tasted anything like it. Her body convulses violently as she climaxes. Her leg lowers; she unclasps her bustier and lets it fall to the floor. Her lips are mere inches from your ear as she frees your erection and whispers: Priss: Fuck me, Mr. P! You swallow hard, and the pressure she exerts on your erection intensifies. She guides it into position; you can feel her wetness against your glans. You thrust inside her, stretching her slowly before picking up the pace. The air is filled with your moans as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over you both. As you switch positions, she kneels down and takes your erection deep into her throat—driving you wild with desire. Your breath catches repeatedly as you surrender to the pleasure. She climaxes multiple times in quick succession; the exhaustion is visible in her body. You, too, are on the verge of coming. She feels the pulsing deep within her pussy. Priss: Wait... let... me... take it all out of you... You pull out of her; her legs give way, and she sinks to her knees. Her tongue licks her juices from your erection, then takes you deep inside her throat once again. She sucks you with powerful strokes, driving you toward to orgasm. You tilt your head back as your hot cum shoots down her throat. She pulls it out, and you spray the remaining semen all over her wonderful face. Breathing heavily, she smiles at you. Priss: Thank you Mr. P. Parda: I should be the one thanking you.'
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A evening at the hot legs

gildenstein
13
AI art 'Special Live Concert for 500 Followers' with user description 'Thanks you all so much for reaching this Milestone 🥰 Today Priss and the Knights Sabers featuring my self will perfom only for 😁 We Play the Song Runaways from The Midnight we wish you all fun enjoy it. This link leads to the Song and a little bonus 😘: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1fizeYP2Z1Asxl4G_xMSAyJdCztG3k65J/view?usp=drivesdk Lyrics: When the sun is going down Sinking to the ground Don't you get that feeling? Yeah Like you got to get away 'Cause baby, if we stay We might stop believing Yeah Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride? We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free Looking for that feeling You wanna run away Before the summer fades You know it's not too late California dreaming, looking for that feeling You wanna run away Before the summer fades You know it's not too late California dreaming, looking for that feeling Sun is going down Over this town Don't you get that feeling? Yeah We got to get away 'Cause baby, if we stay We're going to hit that ceiling Feel like disappearing (oh-oh) Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride? We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free Looking for that feeling You wanna run away Before the summer fades You know it's not too late California dreaming Looking for that feeling You wanna run away Before the summer fades You know it's not too late California dreaming Looking for that feeling You wanna run away (run away) Before the summer fades You know it's not too late (you know it's not too late) California dreaming (oh-oh) Looking for that feeling Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see (Before the summer fades) So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride? We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free California dreaming (oh) Looking for that feeling Baby, we've been living like there's nothing to find But maybe we can take it to the end of the line and see (Before the summer fades) So if we get a ticket, would you take it to ride? We'll hit the city limits, and we'll leave it behind, be free California dreaming Looking for that feeling. @octavian @warmicestudios @ririfake @reptorn @casca_kirei-onna @heihund @bad77 @parda @terror2 @hollenwulf @varcolac @zerogroupe21 @goobygubby @cro_bo @saltymajor778 @zesoul @azariel @artfx85 @a_casual_prompter @peterco'
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Special Live Concert for 500 Followers

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lorddragonthief
AI art 'Nico Robin'
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Nico Robin

marco77saint
AI art "Dark Magician Girl's Show"
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Dark Magician Girl's Show

ankokuchan
AI art 'The Queen of Lust' with user description 'Gildenstein: Ladies and gentlemen, good evening, and welcome to the Hot Legs highlight of tonight! The Queen of Lust herself—Annie—honors us with her presence. Her playmate for this evening is none other than our very own Priss! Grab your drinks, sit back, and enjoy the show! You have all come @bad77 @parda @warmicestudios @terror2 @peterco @blackhairedstudent @barry915 @reptorn to see us. Center stage, she lies naked upon our playground, waiting for me. Lust is written all over her face; her wild eyes beg me to share my desire with her. Her lips wait longingly for mine. Her breathing comes in heavy gasps of joyful anticipation, awaiting the touch of my skin. I savor this sight for just a moment longer—this woman who pleads with me to make her mine. Her tender, soft breasts with those perfect nipples, that sweet navel, those endlessly long legs, and her already dripping-wet pink pussy. I claim it all. Gildenstein promised the boys a show, and a show is exactly what they’re going to get. I approach her, stopping just inches away, then lift my foot and offer her my toes. A collective moan ripples through the audience as she teases them with her tongue. So soft, so wet—and my hand is already on my own pearl. I walk around her and kneel down between her spread legs. With a smile, I accept the Venus she offers me and bury my tongue deep inside her. Her moans make the audience sit up and take notice—so intense, truly an unforgettable moment. I see men stroking their cocks and women sliding their hands beneath their clothes. The ecstasy is palpable, and *I* savor every single moment of it. Her sweet nectar of love moistens my lips; I lick it up, not wasting a single drop. I pull her between my legs until our wet pussies touch and rub against each other. Moaning, I massage both our clits until we come. Dazed, she sits up. Priss: Please, I want to taste your sweet juices on my tongue. How could I say no to that? I spread my legs wide, offering her a sight that makes people pause, all while I continue to massage my clit. She buries her face between my legs, her tongue pleasuring my core. I’m addicted to her; I want more of her nectar. So I lift her head—confusion in her gaze, holding the unspoken question: did she do something wrong? Smiling, I shake my head and position her beneath me so that we can lick each other. Our next orgasm isn't long in coming. Trembling, we lie draped over one another. It seems that a few people in the audience have come as well; one of the women has taken her partner's cock deep down her throat, and cum is trickling from the corners of her mouth—a sight that makes me jealous. Priss draws my attention back to herself; she’s holding a dildo in her hand. Priss: Ple...ase... Annie: Please... what, my love? Priss: Please... fuck... me... She is so sweet; our tongues find one another as I insert the dildo for her, just as she asked. She comes instantly—what a sweet, naughty girl. I grab another dildo from the play area and hand it to her; why should she be the only one having fun? The dildos slide in and out of our greedy pussies, but they bring me no true satisfaction; my holes are craving something real. Annie: Boys! We need your help up here! They don't need to be told twice; they strip off their clothes as they step onto the stage. Gildenstein stands unimpressed behind the bar, but I swear I saw a smirk flit across his features. Our bodies are devoured by them—hard, throbbing cocks everywhere. They fill every orifice: mouth, pussy, asshole—God, the ecstasy! There is nothing better than a hard cock taking me like an animal. Priss seems to feel the exact same way; she comes again and again. My head, too, is spinning after countless orgasms. The air is thick with sex, sweat, and our moans—the moans of two sluts being fucked into oblivion. Dazed by the ceaseless waves of pleasure, we lie on the play area while the boys drench us in their hot cum. They paint a white masterpiece upon our skin. Breathing heavily, I kiss Priss, and she returns the kiss. Weariness settles over the guests and over us as well, yet I cannot hide how much I enjoyed this. Priss, too, smiles at me, trembling all over. In halting breaths, she forces the words through her lips: Priss: "You... truly... are... the Queen of Lust."'
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The Queen of Lust

gildenstein
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AI art 'Sera’s First Performance Thx for 600' with user description '#2 Sera sat nervously in the dressing room, although she wasn’t even sure whether it really was a dressing room. Cleaning supplies and equipment were scattered everywhere, but she refused to let that bother her. #3 Ankah had taught her how to use her body elegantly and play with her charms. #4 Cyndel had taught Sera that everything was business and that she should never sell herself short. #5 As Sera made her way toward the stage, she remembered the stories Lady Maria had told her. Maria had once been a leader in her own world—someone who had dominated everyone around her. She only allowed men to dominate her because she wanted them to, not because they were truly capable of doing so. Lady Maria often reminded Sera that she alone should decide when men were allowed to have her. #6 Sera stood just behind the stage. The lights were still off, and everything was silent. Had anyone really come to see her? Would they cheer for her or simply leave? Would Sera do everything right? Could she and her friends truly change the world of BETTERWAIFU? #7 The music slowly began to play. #8 The spotlights flared to life and shone directly onto Sera. Then the show began, and Sera performed her very first song on her own stage. #9 Ready… can you hear me? #10 With this smile, I can turn every world around You want to know my secret—but it won’t be found Even my flaws are a part of me Because everything here belongs to my territory #11 What I feel today is none of your concern What I truly think, you’ll never quite learn I dodge your questions and play my game And give you exactly what I choose to reveal #12 “Falling in love… I don’t know what that means” I tell you openly—or so it seems Whether it’s truth or a lie, who really knows? Yet every time, you fall for it again #13 Every pair of eyes is fixed on me I am perfection—the idol I promised to be One of a kind, found only here Like a shining star that glows just for you #14 And when I say, “I love you” Everyone believes that it is true These words, this gaze, this perfect view Even when none of it is true #15 I won’t stop—I’ll keep climbing higher Who says the sky is the final limit? I’ll show you everything I can become And draw you deeper under my spell #16 Yes, I know they say that I’m special And all of you are there—but none are quite like me I stand within the light while you remain in shadow Yet I know I didn’t achieve all of this alone #17 I can feel your envy and your doubt But they only push me further forward Because I’m never allowed to appear weak Perfection is what I demand from myself #18 Abracadabra—I’ll give you the illusion Even when it isn’t entirely pure But believe in it, no matter what may come Because one day, everything I say will become real #19 Everyone believes in me alone I must be strong and undefeatable You must never see a trace of weakness Because I can never allow myself to fall #20 I have to be the only one for you Nothing else is allowed to matter Because that is the price I must pay For this particular kind of love #21 With this smile, I deceive you And hide the truth deep inside of me An “I love you” repeated countless times Until perhaps, someday, it finally becomes real #22 Even if I fall, I’ll rise again And continue dancing along my path Because this role has become my life And I have given everything for it #23 One day, I’ll finally have it all I am the idol—along with all my scars And yet I still want to be honest And truly love every one of you #24 But today, once again, I’ll repeat Those same words over and over Hoping that they will finally be real Whenever I say, “I love you” #25 I love you… This time… perhaps I truly mean it. #26 The final note slowly faded away. Sera stood there, completely out of breath. #27 Had her first performance been a success? Did the audience want to see more? Not all of the characters mentioned belong to me: Ankah belongs to @terror2 In cooperation with Nintendo, according to him 😉 Cyndel belongs to @octavian And the Octavian Empire of BETTERWAIFU 😉 Lady Maria belongs to @poly7 Please don’t let Lady Maria find another portal too quickly 😉♥️ The lyrics were written by my wife 😛 If you enjoyed it, please create some pictures of your characters attending Sera’s concert and showing their support!'
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Sera’s First Performance Thx for 600

azariel
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AI art 'Live streaming with Mirko'
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Live streaming with Mirko

valaria
AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD The videogame' with user description 'The full game is considered lost media, I've downloaded these screenshots from a site of the other side. Stay tuned for more videogame reviews.'
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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD The videogame

parda
4
AI art 'Subject Zero Examination Results [OC Lore Entry]' with user description '// BEGIN LOG Patient: Subject Zero Age: Unknown (Appears mid twenties, biometrics non-human) Blood Type: N/A Examination: S0 appears by all cursory examination to be a human woman in her twenties. Her skin retains a glossy luster even when removed from external light sources. Her skin is several times stronger than normal human skin though the texture and malleability are extremely similar. Her hair has a weak but natural anti-gravity effect and remains luminous at all times though the brightness and color varies. The reason for these variations is currently not understood. The individual hair follicles have a soft and silky texture but degrade rapidly if cut or removed from her body fading away completely in approximately fifteen seconds. This has made dna analysis of her hair impossible. Retrieved blood samples are also resistant to standard analysis. Her blood is closer to liquid mercury than to standard hemoglobin, though like her hair once removed from her body the blood samples degrade into loose photons over a matter of minutes making further study extremely difficult. This result is consistent across all samples taken from her body no matter the source. Current operating theory is that her body is made entirely of an exotic form of matter consisting of photons stabilized by an unknown force or effect into imitations of human anatomy. She has remained comatose since her recovery, though by our best judgement her vital signs have remained stable and her overall condition is unchanged. Biometrics: Though material analysis has proven difficult, some concrete results have been obtained. X-ray imaging has proven inneffective (resulting in a washed out image) but MRI imaging has yielded interesting results. Her body contains an extremely strong layered magnetic field. Despite this, almost no effects of this field extend past her skin. It is entirely contained in her body. What we are able to see of her internal anatomy via physical examination or endoscopy matched human standard anatomy including reproductive organs, digestive system, and respiratory system. Given that Subject Zero is known to have existed unimpeded in the vacuum of space, it is unknown what purpose these internal organs serve other than mimicry of the human form. Brain activity appears highly accelerated over human standard. Approval for brain tissue sample pending a solution to the sample degradation problem. Spectrographic analysis of her emmited light shows it to consist of all colors with a wavelength firmly contained in the visible spectrum with slight over lap into infrared and ultraviolet frequencies. No radiation or other deleterious effects have been observed, though some theorize that her internal magnetic field may be a "safety" feature keeping her natural energy from escaping into the world around her. Precautions: Since S0's retrieval, the "Wishing Star" (117-A-Prime) has not been seen. Given the wishing star's use in S0's retrieval, the connection remains unclear. Two theories have emerged for consideration. > The wishing star is a companion effect to Subject Zero. This would mean her condition and the appearance of the wishing star are intrinsically linked and by keeping her sedated we may be preventing the wishing star from manifesting. > Subject Zero is the wishing star. This would mean the effect will not return to the sky as long as S0 remains in our custody, but also means that she granted our wish that directly led to her capture. If true, we should be cautious of retributive action upon her awakening or release. In both cases, the health and safety of Subject Zero should be considered top priority during her containment as it is unknown what adverse effects may occur if the wishing star were to go haywire or be destroyed. Given the inherent danger in the second case, the decision has been made to keep her in permanent sedation indefinitely, pending a final decision by the site director. If any staff report auditory hallucinations, please report them to medical for examination. // END LOG'
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Subject Zero Examination Results [OC Lore Entry]

usagi77
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AI art 'Female POV, Pt. 2' with user description 'Not perfect, but nice, indeed nice! 😏'
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Female POV, Pt. 2

peterco
2
AI art "White box"
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White box

miomio123
AI art "Porn of Legends A to Z - Seraphine"
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Porn of Legends A to Z - Seraphine

ashorio
AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 1.1: The Body from Pier 17 Part 2' with user description 'Case File 1.1: The Body from Pier 17 Part 2 Classified: For Official Use Only Leon and Daley are on their way back to their car when: Daley: Something’s not right here. Leon: What do you mean? Daley: You saw the look on her face, didn't you? She’s hiding something that look in her eyes. Leon: Oh, come on, you’re overthinking it. She was nervous we were, too, on our first day. Now come on, the Boomer isn't going to clear all these cases by himself. Daley: Yeah... maybe you're right. Meanwhile... The darkness of the room is intensified by the absence of windows. A man enters; holographic monitors provide only a faint glow. He takes a seat in a chair facing a large screen, just as a deep voice resonates from the speakers. ???: Brian, what on earth was that idiot thinking, mentioning the OMS in front of her? Brian: Don't worry about it; I've already tied up that loose end. He’s among the casualties from Aqua City. ???: I expect never to hear another word about this. Do we understand each other? Brian: Of course. Progress on Project Red is coming along nicely; the initial test runs are promising. ???: Good. When can we test its full potential? Brian: Soon. I’ve already had the essential engineers and the materials for the prototype transferred to a different facility. ???: No loose ends, Brian! Brian: Understood. The monitor goes dark, leaving only silence in its wake. "Old fool... it won't be long now before I finally get you off my back." Back at the crime scene... Okay... deep breaths, Hana. He can't hurt you anymore. I steel my nerves and begin examining the body. Outwardly, I can’t detect any signs of violence, his mouth and trachea appear to be filled with water. That would point to drowning... Hmm... for someone who hadn't encountered him before someone who didn't know what he was... that would be a plausible conclusion. Wait... what is that on his neck? I tilt his head until I spot a small puncture mark, it appears to be situated directly over the artery and it's, at most, a few hours old. Perhaps just prior to the incident? I make a note of my discovery and decide to inform the medical examiner, perhaps he can confirm this. I look around for surveillance cameras how convenient, not a single one in sight. I doubt he was actually working here when the incident occurred, I suspect, rather, that he was simply dumped here. Be that as it may, don't expect any sympathy from me. I cordon off the crime scene and notify HQ that the body is ready for pickup; with one last glance back, I return to my car. Captain Tanaka send me message a short while later, and he shares my assessment—at least the official one. I’ll have to inform the Chief about this, though not today, my shift ended two hours ago. I stow my gear, get in, and drive off. I need to speak with Akiko, so I give her a call. Akiko: Hana, dear it’s good to hear from you. Hana: Hey Akiko, can we meet up this evening? Akiko: Sure, I’m off duty today. Did something happen? You... don't sound quite right. Hana: Let’s discuss it later not over the comms. Akiko: Sure thing. Should I bring some food, or shall we cook something together? Hana: Cooking sounds great. How about curry? Akiko: Okay, I’ll bring the ingredients. See you later, then. Hana: See you later. Akiko and I have become very close friends; if it weren't for her, I’d surely still be stuck in the hospital. The drive to the AD Police Tower passes without interruption. I head straight to the locker room and change out of my uniform. Now home quickly, i really need a shower... this time, I make sure to look out the door first, just to ensure I don't bump into anyone again. You reached the end of this file. Don't forget to close it if you are finished.'
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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 1.1: The Body from Pier 17 Part 2

gildenstein
7
AI art "Lacus 5"
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Lacus 5

lustknight13
AI art with user description 'https://nsfwaiart420.com/'
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Sans titre

nsfwaiart420
AI art 'Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 1: The Body from Pier 17 Part 1' with user description 'Case File 1: The Body from Pier 17 Part 1 Classified: For Official Use Only The Chief and Officer Romanova have already held me up enough. After a few minutes, I reach the Homicide Division office. As I step through the door, the room is illuminated by holographic monitors. There's a flurry of activity, and in the middle of it all stands a man. That must be Captain Tanaka. Despite everything, he notices me as I approach. Captain Tanaka: Detective Amano! I don't know how punctuality was in your old unit. Here, you're expected to be present at the start of your shift. Is that clear? Well, great, I've ruined my first impression. I stand at attention and salute. Hana: Yes, sir, it won't happen again! Captain Tanaka: Good! You don't need to salute; we're not a military unit. I know the Chief summoned you this morning, and I don't have time to reprimand you. So, what do you know about last night's Aqua City incident? Hana: Aqua City is the port of Tinsel City. From what I've heard in the media, half of it was destroyed by a malfunctioning USSD laser satellite. Captain Tanaka: Well informed. I see why the Chief thinks so highly of you. There are more victims than officers. I'm afraid I'll have to assign you a case on your own. Pier 17, male victim, he appears to have drowned. Find out if there were any outside influences. Take a vehicle from the underground parking garage and head out. Understood? Hana: Yes, sir. He nods at me and turns his attention to one of the holograms. As I leave the room, I hear him call out, "Take care, Detective." The door closes, and I set off. The traffic is hell, and it takes longer than I expected. I finally arrive, and when I see the extent of the damage, I'm relieved. The satellite could easily have wiped out the entire city. Pier 17, right? I'd better ask one of the officers here for directions. After questioning someone about the way, I have a rough idea of ​​where to find him. I grab my gear and head out. When I arrive at Pier 17, I see two plainclothes officers, one muscular and the other more athletic. I decide to ask them about the body. Hana: Um, excuse me, gentlemen, can you help me? I'm looking for the body from Pier 17. ???: Gentlemen? Did you hear that, Daley? Now that's good manners. Daley: How lucky she doesn't know you that well, Leon. This is Detective McNichol, and I'm Detective Wong. We're with the Anti-Boomer Unit. Feel free to call us by our first names. Hana: Okay, my name is Hana, Homicide Division. Anti-Boomer Unit. I thought this was a USSD accident? Leon: We're just helping out because we're short-staffed… They seem to have noticed my arms, or at least they're staring at them. I decide to break the silence. Hana: That's a long story, but I have to find a body. Daley: Ah, it's over there. According to his ID, his name was Jonathan Drake. I head in the direction Daley points and see it right away. It's lying on the ground, wearing an orange jumpsuit, its head tilted to the right. I turn my head to get a better look at its face. Then a flashback hits me. I go pale, my eyes widen, and my mouth moves silently. Even if I wanted to... I couldn't forget that face… The man... who... shattered my arms... lies dead at my feet. A hand grabs my shoulder and pulls me back to the present. Daley: Hana? Hana, can you hear me? Are you okay? Hana: Ah, I'm okay now. I wasn't prepared for this sight; it's my first day. No, I'm not okay… I'm lying to them, I hope they didn't notice too much. Leon: I understand. Do you need anything? Hana: Give me a few minutes. Leon com calls, and I'm glad that someone's attention isn't on me anymore. It looks urgent. Leon: Daley, we have to go. A Boomer has shown up. Hana, can you handle this? Hana: Sure, I'm a big girl now. Leon: Okay, let's go, Daley. Daley: Take care, Hana. Then they both sprint off, and I can finally collect my thoughts. You reached the end of this file. Don't forget to close it if you are finished.'
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Mega Tokyo 2032 AD File 1: The Body from Pier 17 Part 1

gildenstein
7
AI art 'working hours'
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working hours

inadequatedr