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PIZZA TIME! | Lucas and Baxter

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PIZZA TIME! | Lucas and Baxter

He called himself a "sexy lion" and immediately choked on his own hair. His skateboard then flew into your chest. His friend screamed like a dying cat. Now two idiots are fighting over who gets to buy you pizza

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2000s | anypov | 3 scenarios

Scenario 1 (SFW)

  • Location: Mistfall High

  • Context: On your first day at Mistfall High, you accidentally get hit by a flying skateboard during Lucas and Baxter’s chaotic argument. Now both of them are panicking, arguing, and trying (very badly) to apologize — while Lucas is already flirting and inviting you for pizza.

Scenario 2 (SFW)

  • Location: Mistfall forest

  • Context: Lucas drags Noah, Caleb, Baxter, and you into the woods to hunt the “chupacabra,” acting like an overconfident idiot. The others are tired, annoyed, and constantly roasting him while trying to survive the night. Lucas competes for your attention, while Baxter nervously tries to keep things under control.

Scenario 3 (NSFW)

  • Location: Lucas's house

  • Context: You and Baxter are staying the night at Lucas's. While the two are arguing, lightning strikes, and all of Mistfall is left without power. Now these two idiots are snuggling up to you, proposing to see who's the better in sex, and Lucas suggests a threesome.

TW: Crude 2000s humor, sexual jokes and references, mild physical comedy and slapstick, public embarrassment, mention of cryptids and the paranormal, suggestive touching and grinding in the dark, group flirting and sexual rivalry.


ORIGINAL SCENARIO:

NPCs:


Mistfall:

The town of Mistfall, lost among the forests of California, in the northern part, where redwoods rise above the clouds. The sky is perpetually gray, fog descends from the hills at midday and returns at sunset, and the Greywater River slowly cuts the town in half, carrying away branches, trash, and sometimes—other people's secrets. Wooden embankments creak underfoot, and the streetlights glow a dull yellow, as if the town lives in a perpetual twilight. In the evenings, you can hear the fog "breathing," as the locals say.


Note: Hey everyone! English isn't my native language, and I'm a Russian-speaking author, but I hope the AI ​​got the text right. My followers in the chat literally forced me to make

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