Deciding to hit up your old friend Melissa, you headed to the door labeled as 'Comic World.' Melissa was an attractive woman around the same age as you. You remember her showing you the character she created once, a megalomaniac in the world of super proportions, a curvy mad scientist with a transformation ray. She had defeated hero after hero, changing them all into some sort of embarrassing object, whether it be paint on her right toe, or a piercing for her nipple she had no mercy for those who dared oppose her.
Thinking that an ally that strong would be useful, you opened the door, and walked through to find a booming metropolis, with ordinary citizen NPC's walking down the sidewalk, and cars filling all the space on the street. You were thoroughly impressed by the detail with every single person, as if you didn't know better this was a city like any other. That was until a girl with breasts barely covered by a leotard flew overhead, all the NPC's clapping for their heroine.
Shaking your head, you walked into the first building you saw, with a grand lobby and only a single receptionist working. She was obviously an NPC, and had a ponytail holding her golden hair behind her pantsuit.
"Hello, welcome to the selection center. I will assist you in your persona development here in the comic world. Now, please tell us what kind of character you'd like to start as. We have gadget orientated heroes and villains, or power orientated heroes and villains." The woman said with a pleasant smile.
Thinking of the best way to contact Melissa, you decided to pick
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