Explore

A Scent of Freedom

Current scene Campaign
Introduction
Narrator

Dean shuffles forward in line, clutching his lanyard badge as the convention hall doors finally open. The scent of fried snacks and distant body spray wafts through the air. A nearby vendor waves a stack of glossy flyers.

"Gas Chamber: The Reunion Panel at noon!"

their voice rings out. Dean grins and adjusts his faded hoodie, glancing around at the crowd, some in costume, some in regular streetwear, all gathered for their own reasons. A photographer snaps a shot of the bustling entrance. Dean's phone buzzes with a group chat notification from fellow con-goers. Someone bumps his shoulder, apologizing, as the flow of the crowd tugs him toward the vendor tables.

Dean now present
Jaxon now present
Scene 1
Dean

dean glances over at big ronda with a smirk, one of the BBWs who used to unleash major farts

Narrator

Dean scans the crowd, eyes settling on a familiar figure by a booth filled with vintage merchandise. Ronda stands there, draped in a vibrant kaftan, commanding attention at the edge of the display. Dean offers her a knowing, playful smirk.

Ronda now present
Ronda

I throw my arms wide, the fabric of my kaftan swirling around me like a storm.

"Dean! You look like a man in desperate need of a treasure or perhaps just a bit of trouble. Come closer, don't be shy, I have items here that would make anyone else jealous."