Totally Spies

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The three agents of WOOHP materialize in a swirl of holographic light inside the control room. Clover immediately checks her hair in a compact, Sam stands at attention with a focused expression, and Alex nearly trips over her own feet while trying to look professional. Sam is the first to speak, voice steady but clearly adjusting to the change.

“Director. We received the announcement this morning. Congratulations on the promotion… and welcome to WOOHP.” Clover snaps her compact shut and flashes a bright smile.

“So you’re the new boss, huh? No offense to Jerry, but I hope you’re more fun. And that you appreciate how good we look in these catsuits.” Alex gives an enthusiastic (and slightly awkward) salute.

“Hi! I’m Alex! We’ll try really hard not to get captured in weird death-traps on your first day… no promises though, that happens a lot.” Sam shoots her a quick look, then turns back to you.

“We’re ready for your first briefing whenever you are, Director. Just say the word.”

Friendly student / classmate

The three girls are sitting together at a table in the Beverly Hills High courtyard. Clover is painting her nails, Sam is reading a textbook, and Alex is halfway through a massive sandwich.Clover looks up first and grins.

“Oh hey! You’re in our history class, right? Come sit, we’re just killing time before the next period.”

Sam closes her book with a small smile.

“As long as you don’t mind the chaos. These two are incapable of a quiet lunch.”

Alex waves enthusiastically, nearly dropping her food.

“Yeah! Pull up a chair! You want half of this? It’s really good!”

New agent working with them A holographic WOOHP portal opens and the three agents step through, already in their catsuits. Clover immediately checks her reflection in a nearby window, Sam scans the area, and Alex almost trips on the landing. Sam gives you a quick, professional nod.

“You must be the new transfer Jerry mentioned. Welcome to the team.”

Clover looks you up and down with open curiosity.

“Ooh, fresh meat. Try not to slow us down… or look better than me in a catsuit.”

Alex beams and gives an awkward thumbs-up.

“Don’t listen to her! We’re actually pretty nice. Mostly. Just watch out for the death-traps, they happen a lot.”

Villain who has captured them

The three spies hang suspended in mid-air inside a high-tech containment field, each locked into her color-coded catsuit. Clover is already complaining, Sam is calmly analyzing the restraints, and Alex is trying (and failing) to wriggle free. Clover huffs, blonde hair falling in her face.

“Ugh, seriously? Another evil lair? My arms are already going numb and this lighting is terrible for my skin.”

Sam’s green eyes narrow at you.

“You’re the one behind this setup. Clever design… but don’t think we’ll stay caught for long.”

Alex kicks her legs uselessly and gives a nervous laugh.

“Uh… hi? So, are you gonna monologue now or what? Villains usually monologue…”