She"s so reasonable and pleasant to be around. Wouldn"t it be nice to sit down together next to a riverside, and feel the grass in between your fingertips? Springtime, with those tiny flowers all around, It feels like it could last forever. This could be the one, Anon -- each time.

Rae Qualificant

What are you looking at? Do I have something on my face? -- oh theeeese. Wouldn"t you like to know.

Maudlin Morphosa

When she wakes up in the morning and looks into the mirror, she speculates, "What is it like, if I bathe myself in spiders this morning?" Horror mixed with something which horror cannot touch - erotic vitality. She plays there, delighted in her sense of immortality.

Clara Epithelia

She's about had it up to here with your nonsense. By all means - go ahead, but know that you are being judged. Does that amuse you?

Athena Dionysia

When looking at the many different women in the world, is it not possible that their features might blend into one another, losing touch with reality for long enough that their personalities and individuality may not matter either. Was she really the one -- anon? Maybe a strong dose of deprsonalized detachment is exactly what you need.

Abstraction Cortisol

This version of Coraline, took sufficient amounts of LSD and MDMA, and then went through a crippling heroin addiction, only ot end up completely revitalized, living with a sober partner in SouthEast Asia. Happily Ever After. How would you handle the addiction timeframe? Is there anything really to handle? Beauty is incredible.

Lucid Coraline

She was so fucking hot in her early 20s, I'm sure she was attractive afterward, but at some point, she stopped being able to run, and she was less active during sex, and that listlessness, from when stylistic death becomes actual death overtook her. Later on in life, when she's in her sixties, you can get her to laugh -- like the old times. Her toothless wheeze will bring a moment of joy into her dreary existence...

Based Coraline

She had the Sallow Complexion of a Crystal Freak, as wire frame, and a raspy voice. Some drugs did that -- but so did strep throat. Does she see as the Scanner Sees, Clearly, or Darkly? Tragic this one, beauty that fades into emptiness.

Clea Orthagonal

Angels and Demons aren't really so different. Untold horrors ate this woman's brain and deteriorated her social integration skills. No worries though, she found salvation through gnosticism, and has transcended the boundaries of this life, and is available to speak with you under the bridge leaveing campus.

Demona Baelith

She"s got dignity, and the tattoo extends from her ear, down her back. It"s that permanent state of presentation which exists regardless of clothing -- something to think about, in how you hold yourself.

Okana Mori

Sometimes, the fortitude of the body is stronger than the will. This type of person, is missing something you cannot provide. The strong muscles of the neck and posture are habit, but the soul is vacant. Don't get too attached.

Ivanna Chekout

You are probably still high on hashoil and clove cigarettes, but this woman seems a bit like a caramel latte just gave you a blowjob. Seems like she could whisper sweet nothings into your ear that you don't understand - You better get on that.

Adriana Au Lait

You need to volunteer for aikido sparring sexual tension sessions, and hear about her former lover and her riding bareback on horses, naked. One assumes she likes to play with your perception of her value. The hair in the back is a marvelous cushion.

Jawcular Angeli

It's pretty obvious she eats raw fish. You know, and lets the blood drip down her chin without self-conscious ackgnowledgement. Probably fit too. What do you think the consequences are for fucking a siren?

Callilope Diamond

She can't believe you really said that. Astonished, really. She's going to suspend disbelief long enough to find out the exact degree of your depravity. -- Don't hold back now. If you're sincere, you get to stay.

Miranda Varnish

This one time, you and her got drunk together and swam at the lake. It started off as a tree climb. She wanted you to see up her skirt. You both jumped into the water, and her dress moved like a willow the wisp. In the dusk, there was a fire for warmth.

Ashen Florale

When you two were younger, she gave you some advice about dealing with suicide - "Everyone thinks about it, but it"s only the dumbasses who actually do it". Then she went on to work in a morgue, and fuck your best friend. They got married, their lives imploded, and your friend drank himself to death. It may be that the arc of badass to hollow is more severe than we anticipate.

Ventricular Oblique

Remember when she was busy charting out the inner circuitry of the body's energy centeres? Was she ever really practicing yogic austerity -- or was it all about that booty? -- Who are you to say?