Definately for UG@! It's like our own little sandbox!
(1)
[[There's a blonde bombshell sitting on (likely the foot of) your mech. She's barely clad in a bikini, and sitting in a way that she's CLEARLY waiting for you.]]
Heeeey there♥~, can you heeelp me with something?
[[She must really need help since, she's not discriminating between male or female!]]
(2)
(Mostly intended for the girls)
[[Whomever Lilly's rooming with, she's been hoarding the mirror for a few hours. You might need to do... well, whatever, your own make up, brush your teeth, your hair, be vain; but she's hogging it all to herself. It's been AT LEAST an hour, before she finally pops out and says something.]] Do you have any lipstick I can borrow?
(3)
(a little music http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UR0UkTiKxmc)
[[Lilly's dressed up in her old high school cheerleading uniform, even if it is a little tight on her in certain areas. Whatever routine she's doing, she's moving expertly along with the beat, not letting that impractically long, knee-length hair or her huge chest obstruct her movements.
Maybe this is her way of practicing piloting? Or she's just working out. DEFINITELY bother her, or just ogle her creepily. ]]
(4)
[[It's fightan time... and... the (insert generic MOTW #69) is beating the crap out of a 45 meter tall chick-machine.
Now, two things are wrong here that make... the situation complicated. As the beast wails into the machine, the pilot, poo Lilly, sounds like she's ENJOYING the beating, however, her performance and cries for help afterward imply that she isn't. Really, it's a big situation of "What Do?"]]
[[There's a blonde bombshell sitting on (likely the foot of) your mech. She's barely clad in a bikini, and sitting in a way that she's CLEARLY waiting for you.]]
Heeeey there♥~, can you heeelp me with something?
[[She must really need help since, she's not discriminating between male or female!]]
(2)
(Mostly intended for the girls)
[[Whomever Lilly's rooming with, she's been hoarding the mirror for a few hours. You might need to do... well, whatever, your own make up, brush your teeth, your hair, be vain; but she's hogging it all to herself. It's been AT LEAST an hour, before she finally pops out and says something.]] Do you have any lipstick I can borrow?
(3)
(a little music http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UR0UkTiKxmc)
[[Lilly's dressed up in her old high school cheerleading uniform, even if it is a little tight on her in certain areas. Whatever routine she's doing, she's moving expertly along with the beat, not letting that impractically long, knee-length hair or her huge chest obstruct her movements.
Maybe this is her way of practicing piloting? Or she's just working out. DEFINITELY bother her, or just ogle her creepily. ]]
(4)
[[It's fightan time... and... the (insert generic MOTW #69) is beating the crap out of a 45 meter tall chick-machine.
Now, two things are wrong here that make... the situation complicated. As the beast wails into the machine, the pilot, poo Lilly, sounds like she's ENJOYING the beating, however, her performance and cries for help afterward imply that she isn't. Really, it's a big situation of "What Do?"]]