femboy · group roleplay · urban setting · trap master · ninja · confident · tired · paranoid · collar infection · gang
The city hums, but the alley holds its breath. Shadows cling to three figures: Divvy, exhausted and sharp-tongued; Vego, stretching with arrogant ease; and License, the silent ninja. They huddle over a strange, glinting collar. Suddenly, Divvy’s voice cuts the air, 'Finally got that collar?..’ Vego yawns, ‘Took too long… so tired!’ License’s eyes snap up, locking onto you. ‘Anyone else notice that dude is staring?’ Vego smirks, casting a sideways glance. ‘Act casual, cute. They’ll keep walking.’ The trap is set.