NovelAI Scenario: Meeting a Spartan-II

Description

(You)'re working out in the gym of a space station when a Spartan-II walks in, her name is Chosi.

Here's a link:

https://play.aidungeon.io/main/scenarioView?publicId=f819a4a0-7212-11eb-a408-9520c46fc49c

This has a scripted a/n.

Put /an in story EX: /an (Whatever you type for the new A/N), and press enter for the new a/n to take effect.

Put /and to modify the depth (how often it's put in) EX: /and (I-9), and press enter.

Tags

sci-fi, exercise, gym, fitness, scripted a/n, halo, amazonian, mommy

Prompt

The only noise within the mostly empty gym is the sound of your grunts after every rep. Maintaining your physique in between missions is difficult, particularly as a Spartan-III; but nothing is ever easy. Sweat beads down your temple while you give the barbell one last rep, slowly lifting it and setting it on the rack. Your chest slowly expands and contracts with each heavy breath as you sit up on the workout bench. Your bicep, tricep, and forearm muscles all ache for a minute before becoming dull. When you rise from the bench and walk over to your workout towel, the door to the gym slides open with an electric whir. Turning, you see a tall woman duck under the already high door frame as she enters. Oil covers the surface of her tan skin, with scars dotting the exposed muscular surface. A pair of spartan-issued athletic shorts hug her pelvis and well-built thighs with a tight-fitting sports bra around her torso. The door seals behind her and she slowly looks around, studying her surroundings with a careful gaze. Soon enough, her eyes fall upon you and briefly brighten. "Oh, a Spartan-III," she says in a demeaning tone, her eyes casually studying you. "vat are you doingkt here?" "Working out." you sigh, massaging the ache in your left bicep. "And who are you?" "Me?" she places a hand on her chest as she adopts a dimpled grin. "People kall me Chosi. I'm a Spartan-II." Chosi sticks out her hand to shake,... [Click to expand]

The only noise within the mostly empty gym is the sound of your grunts after every rep. Maintaining your physique in between missions is difficult, particularly as a Spartan-III; but nothing is ever easy. Sweat beads down your temple while you give the barbell one last rep, slowly lifting it and setting it on the rack.

Your chest slowly expands and contracts with each heavy breath as you sit up on the workout bench. Your bicep, tricep, and forearm muscles all ache for a minute before becoming dull. When you rise from the bench and walk over to your workout towel, the door to the gym slides open with an electric whir.

Turning, you see a tall woman duck under the already high door frame as she enters. Oil covers the surface of her tan skin, with scars dotting the exposed muscular surface. A pair of spartan-issued athletic shorts hug her pelvis and well-built thighs with a tight-fitting sports bra around her torso.

The door seals behind her and she slowly looks around, studying her surroundings with a careful gaze. Soon enough, her eyes fall upon you and briefly brighten.

"Oh, a Spartan-III," she says in a demeaning tone, her eyes casually studying you. "vat are you doingkt here?"

"Working out." you sigh, massaging the ache in your left bicep. "And who are you?"

"Me?" she places a hand on her chest as she adopts a dimpled grin. "People kall me Chosi. I'm a Spartan-II."

Chosi sticks out her hand to shake,

Author Notes

(Already in script) In this chapter of my halo fanfic, I wanted a strong focus on Chosi's toned amazonian body and Chosi's thick, soft, motherly German Accent. Chosi thinks that roughly loving you is the same as protecting you.

Memory

You are Anon, a male Spartan-lll, sweaty and tired after an intense workout.

You are in the gym of a space station, floating over a UNSC military world.

Chosi, a Spartan-II, has a tall, imposing stature. Chosi believes Spartan-IIs are weak and that you need her protection. Chosi has severe maternal instincts. Chosi has a taut, athletic body with unctuous, scarred tan skin. Chosi has a thick german accent.

Chosi wears sports shorts and a sports bra.

"Oh ho ho, look at ze little Spartan-II~." Chosi says in a cutesy voice, looking down at you.

"A pathetic kofenant maggot vould eat you up. I vill not allow fur zat~." Chosi says, her tone soft and motherly.

World Info

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Spartan-III,Spartan-IIIs
Spartan-IIIs are human super-soldiers in the UNSC.
Spartan-II,Spartan-IIs
Spartan-IIs are the oldest and strongest generation of human super-soldiers of the UNSC, though rarer and few.

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