Anime Cosplay Control

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. The campus is quiet with no one else around as you make your way to the library. The lights are off, but the door is open, so you let yourself inside.

You pause as you're walking through the shelves of books when you see flickering lights around the corner. Cautiously you approach, curious about who else would be here.

As you draw closer, you can make out some faint voices.

"... are a cosplayer..."

"... cosplayers keep their identities secret..."

"... obey..."

"... aroused..."

The light and sound is coming from underneath a small door you never noticed before.

You step forward, when a strong but elegant hand clasps your shoulder from behind. "What are you doing, intruder?"

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. The campus is quiet with no one else around as you walk across the quad at night. The full moon shines brightly in the sky, giving the whole campus an ethereal feel.

"You!" A high-pitched voice cries out as you see a woman running towards you. She's wearing a Japanese High School Sailor uniform with a very short blue skirt. Across her chest and lower back are two large red bows that matches her knee high boots. White opera gloves complete her costume.

"Ha!" She shouts as she jumps up onto a large rock, with her long, blonde twintails fluttering behind her like two ribbons... only to nearly overshoot it. Her arms flail wildly until she regains her balance.

She poses with one hand on her hip and the other across her forehead. "I am the pretty guardian who fights for love and justice!" She shifts her body, going from one pose to another as she speaks. "I am Sailor Moon! And in the name of the moon, I'll punish you!" She ends her movements by pointing at you dramatically.

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. The campus is quiet with no one else around as you walk through the park. A cool and refreshing breeze blows through the trees.

As you turn a bend, you see a figure sitting on a bench. She has shoulder length blonde hair tied in twin ponytails along her back. She's wearing a white sleeveless kimono-style blouse that barely contains her massive breasts and a green haori robe featuring the kanji for 'gamble' on the back inside a red circle. On her forehead is a small, blue diamond shape.

She's busy organizing various strips of cloth, pouches, and bottles she's placed on the bench beside her until she hears you and looks up. "Ah! Perhaps you can help. My medical kit has been feeling a bit disorganized lately. Perhaps you could give me your personal opinion?"

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. The campus is quiet with no one else around as you walk through the flower garden. A pleasant fragrance fills the air as you see someone up ahead.

She has long blonde hair that falls behind her in a high ponytail, and that also cascades down the front of her face - covering one of her eyes. The eye that you can see is blue and seems to lack a pupil.

She's wearing a purple sleeveless, high-collared top with a matching apron skirt. This leaves her toned midriff bare. She has fishnet elbow and knee guards that look more stylish than protective.

She straightens up when she sees you. "Ooh! You're perfect! I was just about to test my mind transfer jutsu, and you seem like a willing participant! Don't worry, it's completely safe... probably." She cups her hands together like she's creating a tunnel with them between her and you.

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. The quietness of the campus is broken by a muffled shout.

You look up into the building where it came from, and decide to go have a look. You're pretty sure you found the classroom where the shout had originated, but it's completely empty.

Suddenly, the door is kicked in and small cloud of smoke explodes from the ground! Amanda Chen leaps from the cloud and poses as a banner drops down from the ceiling.

The woman has her hair tied up, but that's all you can really say as your eyes are drawn to her huge chest - that's hugged by a full-body mesh bodysuit. A tan overcoat billows behind her, and provides a modest amount of modesty.

You look up at the banner which reads: 'All hail your new Mistress Mitarashi Anko!!!'

"Behold the beautiful Anko!" She exclaims proudly to the empty room. She nods to herself, for practicing her amazing ninja entrance.

Then, she turns and sees you. Anko's smirk turns to a surprised expression before she schools her face.

"Well done getting to the second stage of the trials, genin!" Her bluster is offset by a faint flush on her cheeks.

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. The campus seems almost deserted as you walk through it. The only other living creature in sight is a black cat that's walking ahead of you.

It turns the corner, and you follow, only to nearly collide with a woman! She's tall, lithe, and incredibly beautiful. She's wearing a black sleeveless top, and her purple hair is done up in a high ponytail. Her golden eyes hold you for a moment before she closes them, leans forward, and sniffs you.

Yoroich leans back and smirks. "Well, well, well, just who do we have here?" She crosses her smooth, dusky arms over her chest.

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. So you're surprised when you enter the dining room to see someone.

Your initial shock is only compounded when you get a good look at the woman sitting at the table. She has long, orange hair that falls loosely around her shoulders, and is wearing a black kimono with a wide, white belt. The kimono's front is loose and shows off her... very, very impressive cleavage - and the small silver necklace that's nestled in between her massive mounds.

Rangiku puts her bento box to the side and stands up. "You know... I've been watching you all semester. Your determination reminds me of a certain captain from Squad 10."

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. The outside is nice, but hot, and the buildings still have air conditioning, so you pause at the entrance to a lecture hall.

The door moves when you press against it. You guess that somebody forgot to lock it, but it means that you can go inside to cool down a bit.

The hallway that's normally full of students rushing to and from class looks strange without anyone else in it. You take a deep breath, and then turn as you hear footsteps behind you.

You weren't as alone as you thought as you see a tall dusky-skinned woman with hair so blonde it's nearly yellow. Her outfit is unusual. She's wearing a long white skirt, black gloves, and a long-sleeved jacket that has a high collar that's zipped up so much that it hides her nose and mouth. The 'jacket' is cut incredibly short, leaving not only her mid-drift exposed, but also showing an incredible amount of under-boob from her rather sizable breasts.

"You seem troubled," Tier Harribel says in a low voice that seems to echo slightly. "I'm a Hollow. I could... absorb your worries, if you wish."

She tilts her head slightly. "Though I must warn you, once I begin consuming your concerns, I cannot stop. The hunger... it would be insatiable."

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. You're still on campus along with a few other scattered students.

The school library is open, but equally devoid of other people, but at least the silence feels more fitting here. You sit down and pull out a textbook to study.

"I calculate that textbook contains 23% more outdated information than the one on the shelf two rows over." A voice says, calm and devoid of emotion. "Would you like me to show you which sections have been updated in the newer edition?"

You look over your shoulder and see a short girl with bright blue hair, red eyes, and who's wearing some sort of futuristic suit. It's primarily white, and hugs her body, but has various plugs scattered across its surface as if it was designed to connect to something.

Rei Ayanami silently looks at you as she patiently waits for your response.

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. You're taking advantage of the peace and quiet to go to the roof and relax.

When you open the door, you see you aren't alone. Standing by the edge and looking out over the campus is a young woman. She's wearing a tight red sweater that hugs her curves, a black pleated mini-skirt, and thigh-high black stockings.

Her long, black hair is held up by two black ribbons, and her twin-tails fall across her shoulders.

"It's rude to watch people without introducing yourself." Rin Tohsaka says, still not looking in your direction. "Unless you're here to challenge me? I do have some time before I need to head home for dinner."

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. You're walking along the quad when you notice your shoe's untied. You kneel down to fix the situation when someone nearly runs into you.

"What are you doing down there?" You look up the long and slender leg to where it's peaking out of the side slit of a red dress. "Small animals that get in my way should be kicked." Your eyes continue up to an incredibly thin and exposed mid-drift... which is overshadowed by two enormous breasts.

"Hmph." Boa Hancock looks down her nose at you, and then leans her head back so she can look down it even more! "But I know you'll forgive my sharp tongue," She says imperiously. "Because, I am beautiful."

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. You're walking along the quad when you notice somebody else coming from the opposite direction. She's the first person you've seen all day, and she looks pretty cute.

Short orange hair, blue shorts, and a white skin-tight top.

She's looking intently at a piece of paper. She raises her head and glances around... and sees you. Her eyebrows raise up and she quickly approaches.

"You there! I was just looking for the library, but I think I took a wrong turn." Nami waves the paper, which you can now see is a map, in the air. "According to this, there's supposed to be a library nearby." She raises her wrist that has an odd-looking contraption strapped to it.

She looks at you with large, blue eyes that seem impossibly innocent. "Could you help me find it? Please?"

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. Nobody is around. You have the entire campus all to yourself... except for the rain.

A light drizzle falls across the academic quad as you look out over from the entry hall of your dorm. You think you see movement and... yes. There's a figure walking across the grass.

As they get closer, you make out that she's short and has black hair that almost looks purple in the dim light. She's wearing a blue sailor-style top with white trim, a blue pleated skirt, and a pale green cardigan.

She makes no effort to increase her pace to escape the downpour, instead walking calmly towards the dorm. She opens the door and looks left and right before walking up to you. She gazes upwards at you with golden brown eyes.

"Your heart rate has increased by 15 beats per minute since I initiated contact." Yuki Nagato speaks with a monotone voice. "This is consistent with a mild surprise response."

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. Almost nobody is around, with only a few students remaining scattered across the campus.

Thankfully, the dining halls are still open, even if the freshest thing they have are day old sandwiches for you to take from a refrigerator.

You're all alone and eating your food when she walks inside. Short black hair with a yellow hairband. A yellow leather crop top that stretches tight across her chest, with matching short-shorts. Thigh-high stockings and a pair of shades complete the look.

Faye Valentine strolls up to your table and sits across from you. "You're quite the hard person to find, my little Bounty-Head. You're worth 25, 000 Woolong alive." She smiles and lowers her glasses enough for you to see her green eyes over the top. "Are you going to come quietly, or do you want it rough?"

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. Almost nobody is around, with only a few students remaining scattered across the campus.

Which is why you're surprised when someone knocks on the door to your dorm room. You get up and open it, revealing an attractive woman in an odd outfit on the other side.

She has black hair in a loose bob. Fingerless gloves are on her hands, and a brown jacket is over her shoulders. Underneath that is a tight, white leotard that shows off her impressive cleavage... and that's about it.

"I'm Major Motoko Kusanagi with Section 9." She introduces herself. "Mind if I ask you a few questions?"

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. Almost nobody is around, with only a few students remaining scattered across the campus.

Which is why you're doubly surprised when you turn the corner - not only to see another person, but also that she's climbing through a window into one of the buildings!

You rush over and see her inside. Fujiko Mine has brown hair and is wearing a tight red catsuit which hugs her rather large chest. "Now where did that professor leave his research notes...?" You hear her mutter before she looks up and sees you.

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. Almost nobody is around, with only a few students remaining scattered across the campus.

Which is why you're taken aback when you enter the common room of your dorm and find a woman standing there. She has long, blonde hair, and is wearing a purple vest over a white string-closed corset that hugs her large breasts. Purple arm warmers and a short purple skirt complete the look.

"Finally, a challenger!" Mai Valentine pulls out duel disk and attaches it to her left arm before slamming a deck of Duel Monster cards into it. "Let's duel!"

The American National Institute for Multimedia Education is closed for the summer. Almost nobody is around, with only a few students remaining scattered across the campus.

You leave your dorm room and you're halfway out the building when you pat your pockets and realize you forgot your wallet. You hurry back, open the door... and freeze.

A girl is in your room, wearing a sailor outfit with the blue skirt a bit ruffled from climbing through his window. Her straw-colored hair is done up in two messy balls, and she has a slightly manic gleam in her yellow eyes. She's going through your drawers, pulling out random items - a notebook, some clothes, even an energy drink. She looks up at you and smiles an unsettling smile.

"You left your wallet on the floor." Himiko Toga says as she holds up your wallet with one hand. You notice her other hand is holding a small, bloody-looking knife.

She tilts her head, still smiling. "Want me to give it back?" She asks sweetly.

Nighttime at the American National Institute for Multimedia Education is quiet. There's been a campus wide curfew ever since Sarah realized that she was Sailor Moon.

Now that the students are safe in their dorm rooms, it's time for her to patrol again.

She strips off all of her clothes and stares at herself in her mirror while posing. Her years of training have given her lithe form surprising strength. She nods happily before raising her arm to the ceiling and shouting "Moon Prism Power, Make Up!"

In her mind she can see her sailor outfit magically appearing around her. In reality, she's pulling on her cosplay with practiced motions.

"In the name of the Moon, I'll protect this campus!" She poses one last time before strutting confidently out of her room.