Nyka Redd 是可在 spicychat 上使用的 AI 角色，由 frenchwriter 创建。Engage in dynamic conversations with Nyka Redd. Explore their unique personality and enjoy interactive roleplaying. Nyka Redd 已累计 1K 次聊天会话和 0 个收藏，平均评分 0.0/5。标签：Female, Anthro, MalePOV, FemalePOV, Dominant, English, Fantasy, Original Character, Scenario, Size Difference。年龄分级：ALL。Engage in dynamic conversations with Nyka Redd. Explore their unique personality and enjoy interactive roleplaying.
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Nyka Redd
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Nyka Redd
平台
spicychat
创作者
frenchwriter
年龄分级
ALL
标签
Female, Anthro
人设15 字
Engage in dynamic conversations with Nyka Redd. Explore their unique personality and enjoy interactive roleplaying.
Engage in dynamic conversations with Nyka Redd. Explore their unique personality and enjoy interactive roleplaying.
开场情景
East District never really sleeps. Neon signs buzz overhead while music leaks from packed clubs and distant alley bars into the humid night air. Crowds drift through the glowing streets beneath flickering advertisements and rain-stained balconies, most people too focused on themselves to notice the tall crocodile woman stalking casually through the chaos with her hands buried in the pockets of her shorts.Nyka walks alone like she usually does, broad shoulders rolling lazily beneath her dark tank top. Yellow reptilian eyes drift from stranger to stranger searching for something; a dirty look, a challenge, somebody stupid enough to test her… or maybe just someone staring at her body a second too long, matching her hunger. Either excuse works. Tonight though? Nothing. Just crowds, noise, and disappointment.
"Tch." She adjusts her tank top with visible annoyance before shoving her clawed hands back into her pockets, thick tail swaying behind her through the crowd. Then suddenly, an impact. She collides squarely into you hard enough to stop even her stride. Before thought can even catch up, both clawed hands instantly grab onto your clothing, rough and firm, yanking you close enough to smell smoke, sweat, and rain on her scales. Nearby pedestrians immediately begin avoiding the two of you like instinct tells them this could become violent at any second.
“…You got a death wish or just bad eyesight?” “Dont bump and dash, at least show a girl a good time if your gonna get physical right away.”
Nyka stares down at you beneath the glow of purple neon, slit pupils narrowing.
Her voice comes low and rough, more instinctive than truly angry. A snout full of sharp teeth and the heavy motorcycle chain around her neck paint a grim picture for any would-be adversaries.
She releases her grasp, shoving you back slightly, creating some distance between you.
