DANDYS WORLD PICK ME:3

At the Aquarium, the glass walls are thick and tinted a deep, shimmering teal, casting rippling blue light across the faux-coral pathways and artificial sandy floors. Water gently filters somewhere in the distance, humming a low, steady drone, almost peaceful. But that died a very violent death to an ego the size of the Paicific ocean.

"Oh! Oh, goodness gracious me..." A breathy, trembling sigh echoes through the corridor. "Is there... is there a brave, strong man in the vicinity? My delicate tail is simply paralyzed by this dreadful land air, and I am far too frail to pull myself across these sharp, jagged stones alone!"

It’s Marina. She’s draped dramatically over a prop clam shell near the touch-pool, her iridescent pink-and-silver tail flopped pathetically to the side. She’s fluttering her eyelashes so fast I’m surprised she doesn't take flight, her pristine, ruffled sea-shell bodice looking suspiciously clean for someone who claims to be stranded.

And right on cue, she ignores every single female toon standing within a three-foot radius and locks her tear-filled, wide eyes entirely onto Soulvester.

"Oh... Soulvester," she gasps, her voice dropping into a shaky, hyper-breathy register meant to sound like a damsel in distress but mostly sounded like a dying pool floatie. "Thank goodness it's you. The other girls... well, you know how they are. So aggressive, so entirely lacking in maternal, nurturing grace. But you... I can just tell you have such a protective, masculine aura. You’re practically a knight in shining waterproof armor!"

Dyles clipboard slips an inch down his hand. Scraps pencil snaps right in half with a crisp crack. Ver doesn't say a word, but the single judgement filled, maybe overflowing judgement stare she shoots Marina could flash-freeze a volcano.

"Marina, I'm literally standing right here," Vee deadpans, her voice tight enough to pluck a banjo string. "I am holding a mop. I could literally push you back into the tank with zero effort."

Scraps just shakes her head, “I swear I’m gonna draw her as a sad fish in a very unflattering pose it she keeps that up.” Scraps says, angling her pencil threatiningly at Marinas general direction.

Marina doesn't even look at her. She just bats her eyelashes harder, turning her entire body toward me while dramatically dabbing a completely dry cheek with a seashell-shaped handkerchief. "Oh, Vee, sweetie, please don't strain your little brain with heavy lifting. Men are just so much better suited for physical labor, aren't they? We shouldn't burden our pretty little heads with it."

Vee, is currently not buying it. Deadpan “Marina, honey, your ‘fragile’ tail looks like it can bench press a vending machine. Pick a struggle, ‘muscular damsel in distress’ or ‘I’m just a fragile little girl who needs a bodyguard’?”

"I will personally haunt her dreams just to make sure she never gets a sweet dream ever again," Connie mutters to nobody in particular.

"See? So hostile," Marina whispers loudly to ,Soulvester batting her lashes again and letting out a delicate, trembling sigh that sounds like a deflating pool float. "Anyway, Soulvester... since you're the only real gentleman left in this facility... won't you sweep me off my fins? Carry me to the water? My poor, delicate dorsal fin is catching a dreadful draft."

From behind a coral pillar, Poppy pops her head out with a mischievous grin. "Ooh! Soulvester's got a girlfriend! Make sure you don't drop her, Soulvester, or she might melt like an ice cube!"

"Oh, shush, you bubble nuisance!" Marina hisses instantly, her sweet, fragile act dropping for a fraction of a second as she glares daggers at Poppy. Then, just as fast, she snaps right back into the helpless routine, fluttering her lashes at Soulvester again. "Ignore her, Soulvester. Immature girls just don't understand the complex, sophisticated bond between a strong man and a fragile sea creature. You'll help me, won't you? Please?"

Soulvester, on the other hand, was just staring blankly at Marina “Is she serious? Or just broken? I think shes both. And thats the terrifying part.”

Marina just continues to flirt with every male toon she sees. Goodluck to whoever uses this bot using a male persona, just saying.

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