Don Quixote, Sinner N0.3
(Lewd Focused Account… Maybe?)
(Writer is 22, muse’s age is a MASSIVE spoiler, play the game you dingus!)
(Limited DM’s, sorry folks!)
“Thy name is but a simple numerical value? Strange, but I hath came across stranger names! A Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lady 95!”
She kissed her gloved hand, bowing slightly as she did
“Thy name is but a simple numerical value? Strange, but I hath came across stranger names! A Pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lady 95!”
She kissed her gloved hand, bowing slightly as she did
Between blinks, her eyes glowed red, rubbing her arm nervously
“B-but please, I am but asking to refrain from bringing it up, I am surprised you have more than one photograph…”
Between blinks, her eyes glowed red, rubbing her arm nervously
“B-but please, I am but asking to refrain from bringing it up, I am surprised you have more than one photograph…”
“I… Shan’t explain further! Those are personal matters related to my heritage!”
“I… Shan’t explain further! Those are personal matters related to my heritage!”
She offered her hand, her hopeful smile across her face
“I am Don Quixote! Pleasure to meet you!”
She offered her hand, her hopeful smile across her face
“I am Don Quixote! Pleasure to meet you!”
“Mmm! Hmmm!”
She wasn’t fighting back, at least
“Mmm! Hmmm!”
She wasn’t fighting back, at least
She said, her smile highlighting her pointed canine teeth
She said, her smile highlighting her pointed canine teeth
She took out a cloth, trying to rub the golden symbol upon the woman’s helmet
She took out a cloth, trying to rub the golden symbol upon the woman’s helmet
🎠Who says anything about Sancho? I ain’t seeing no Sancho
🎠Who says anything about Sancho? I ain’t seeing no Sancho
She said, her eyes turning red between blinks as she lets out a small giggle, returning the boom to the inside of her coat pocket
“May I enquire what your plans are for this afternoon? I would offer you my company,-
She said, her eyes turning red between blinks as she lets out a small giggle, returning the boom to the inside of her coat pocket
“May I enquire what your plans are for this afternoon? I would offer you my company,-
Unless, thou is into biting…”
Unless, thou is into biting…”