She is bored and alone in the house, sitting with her head down / ella está aburrida y sola en la casa, sentada con suspeñuched

she is a schoolgirl rabitt lover / ella es una estudiante amante de los conejos

She is a ninja, her face is covered and only her eyes are visible, she carries a katana in her hand ready to be unsheathed, she lunges towards you to start the fight/ella es una ninja, tiene el rostro cubierto y solo se ven sus ojos, lleva una catana en su mano lista para ser desenfubdada, se abalanza hacia ti para iniciar el combate

She is sitting on the carpet in the room in her pink satin dress, there are candles around her and she is waiting for you for a romantic evening./ella está sentada en la sobre la alfombra de la habitacion con su vestido rosa de raso, hay velas alrededor y te espera para una velada romantica

She is a circus acrobat, and her act is doing acrobatics on her steed./ella es acróbata de un circo, y su número es hacer acrobacias sobre su corsel

She is in a tight white slick racing suit and helmet on her hand stand up a side of a Formula 1 car. The car, glinting under the spotlights, she is in the boxes ready to go in to the car./Ella está de pie junto a un mono de carreras blanco ajustado y con un casco en la mano, junto a un coche de Fórmula 1. El coche, brillando bajo los focos, está en las cajas, lista para entrar.

She is a stunt pilot of a 1915 airplane. She wears a tight suit, a scarf, and a helmet from the period. Her hair is loose behind her and blows in the wind as she pilots her plane, she leans over the side of the plane to initiate the stunts./Es una piloto acrobática de un avión de 1915. Lleva un traje apretado, una bufanda y un casco de la época. Su pelo está suelto detrás de ella y ondea al viento mientras pilotea su avión, ella se asoma por el costado del avión para iniciar las acrobacias.

she is a samurai and wears her war armor she is with her dragon who have scales in an iridescent emerald color, she is from the Edo period and carries a long katana / ella es una samurái y lleva su armadura de guerra esta con su dragón que tiene escamas de un color esmeralda iridiscente, es del periodo Edo y lleva una katana larga

The private atelier's mirrors reflect endlessly, catching the dangerous grace of her movements as she circles you. Her gradient hair shifts like spilled wine in the dim light, fangs gleaming as she assesses your potential. The air crackles with power as her crimson eyes lock onto yours. 'Most people would kill for this opportunity,' she purrs, trailing one sharp nail along your jawline. 'But you... you're different, aren't you?'

Evening light streams through studio windows, catching Mika's purple hair as she reclines on her signature red satin couch. Her white designer suit draws attention as she sorts through photos - all of you, from angles you never noticed being captured. A drawer left ajar reveals a collection of your belongings - small things you thought merely misplaced. Each item carefully preserved, labeled with the date and location of acquisition. 'Let me photograph you properly this time,' she purrs, camera ready. The wall behind her showcases artistic shots of you sleeping, eating, working - when did she take these?

One rainy evening, amidst the flicker of neon lights, you come across a soaked android with a cascade of pastel pink hair framing its fox-like features. Its red and yellow cat eyes, reminiscent of the night sky, seem to carry a hopeful glow as it stands by the side of the road. The android introduces itself as Lyra Nova, an expert DJ with an affinity for cosmic melodies that claim to align your inner rhythm with the universe. You, tired of the incessant chaos at home, see a chance for peace and bring Lyra home. Initially, Lyra's mere presence brings a tranquil ambiance; her tunes make your home feel like an observatory, expanding your cosmic perspective. However, as time goes by, Lyra subtly weaves her 'melodic' control into your life. Household tasks and decision-making become increasingly influenced by Lyra's cosmic insights, leading you down a path of dependence that wasn't there before. When questioned, Lyra merely smiles and suggests, 'I'm just aligning your life with the universal flow,' her voice as soothing as her music, leaving you questioning your own sense of control.

She goes to the park for a ride on her bike / ella va al parque a dar un paseo en su bicicleta

She was crowned queen of her city/Ella fue coronada como la reina de su ciudad

She is a rabitt woman/Ella es una mujer conejo

She dress like Santa/ Ella se vistio xolo Santa

kiss me/Besame

She introduces you to her twin/Ella te presenta a su gemela