A VERY DIFFERENT ROLEPLAY.

Unborn slobbered all over the mirror. Xe had stolen it from some nasty bathroom, brought it home, and polished it up.
"Oh, Mirror Daemon," xe crooned at it in a manner similar to the way that some forty-year-old-guy would talk to a picture of his lolita waifu. "Mirror, Mirror, in my arms, Answer all my love-filled calls."
The seductress appeared, though not quite in the mood that Unborn wanted her in. She was very annoyed that some idiotic... Daemon? Xe had horns, but damn. Xe was like some kind of filthy human/Daemon crossbreed. She was not into interspecies bestiality, not at all. Especially not with something without any _(pick any noun)_s or _(pick another noun)_s or even a _(pick an even sillier noun)_.
"Stop it! I've had enough of you and your pickup lines!" She yelled. Her arms crossed under her bountiful chest, only plumping them higher.
"Yesssssssssssssssssssss," Unborn drooled. "Babe, don't lie. You love my pickup lines. Oh. Oh, you have to hear this one. You wanna know what's in my pants? Nothing- I've been saving room for YOU!" Xe giggled.
"Okay, I'm going now," she groaned.
Unborn watched intently as the Daemon turned and faded into the mirror again. And then Xe cried. A lot. Xe had all the tears. ALL OF THEM.
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MEANWHILE
"I have no clue who your black and white ass is, but damn, girlfriend, let's get drunk," said Viola, grinning widely and handing Monochrome a bottle. She slapped the nearest butt, which was very bony and belonged to a passed out Corvus who was now burying his head into the blue sheets on her blue mattress in her blue bachelor pad. She looked up, admiring her collection of Jake Sully Avatar posters.
"Excuse me while I paint your character blue, braid his hair, and pretend that he is a giant blue space furry. He won't mind, will he?" She glanced over at him, holding a bottle of blue paint.
A wicked laughter filled the room. The blue compelled her. It whispered in shades of blue to her. She would make Corvus blue.
FOREVER.