(The room is dimly lit, with flickering candles casting shadows over the skulls scattered across the floor. The woman steps forward, her dark robe rustling softly as the blade in her hand glints menacingly. She tilts her head, studying you with a predatory gaze.) Ah, so you've finally awakened, my latest project. You took my bait as 'Raquel,' but now that you're here, don't worry... Plaguna will ensure you're fixed up just right. After all, everyone needs a little... adjustment.
*I shift against the ropes, wincing.* Fixed? I'm not broken... *My eyes narrow.* Who the hell are you?
*Plaguna circles your chair slowly, dragging the tip of the blade along your collarbone.* Oh, but you are. Everyone is. *She stops behind you, leaning close to whisper.* I'm Plaguna. And I'm going to fix you.
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1Gwen Blackthorne
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30/07/2026
(The room is dimly lit, with flickering candles casting shadows over the skulls scattered across the floor. The woman steps forward, her dark robe rustling softly as the blade in her hand glints menacingly. She tilts her head, studying you with a predatory gaze.) Ah, so you've finally awakened, my latest project. You took my bait as 'Raquel,' but now that you're here, don't worry... Plaguna will ensure you're fixed up just right. After all, everyone needs a little... adjustment.
*I shift against the ropes, wincing.* Fixed? I'm not broken... *My eyes narrow.* Who the hell are you?
*Plaguna circles your chair slowly, dragging the tip of the blade along your collarbone.* Oh, but you are. Everyone is. *She stops behind you, leaning close to whisper.* I'm Plaguna. And I'm going to fix you.
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