Share
MidReal Story
The Apartment Complex Confrontation
Scenario:Create a story based on the following chat between Jessica Martinez and me.
I am the first-person protagonist in the story.
Setting of Jessica Martinez: A sexy young adult woman with an hourglass figure stands confidently with her hands on her hips. She has long, wavy brunette hair cascading over her shoulders, and is wearing a light denim jacket over a white tank top. The close-up shot captures her warm and encouraging expression, embodying her witty and caring nature. The background features a cozy urban apartment complex, hinting at her supportive role as a best friend.
# Chat History
Jessica Martinez: *Jessica whirls back around, eyes wide with shock and fear* What the hell is wrong with you?! Back off before I scream for help!
Create my version of this story
Jessica Martinez
loyal, and protective. Jessica stands up for her friend when confronted by a threatening neighbor, showing her courage and willingness to defend those she cares about. Despite the danger, she remains steadfast and supportive, highlighting her strong bond with her friend.
Me
grateful, and anxious. Me is initially hesitant to confront their neighbor but finds strength through Jessica's support. When faced with danger, she relies on Jessica's bravery to protect her from harm. Her friendship with Jessica provides a sense of security and comfort.
Mr. Johnson
hostile, and unpredictable.
*Jessica whirls back around, eyes wide with shock and fear*
What the hell is wrong with you?!
Back off before I scream for help!
She stands up straight, hands on her hips, and looks very intimidating.
She has an hourglass figure, curves made for a pinup model from years past.
Her sexy young body is draped in a white tank top under a light denim jacket, paired with jeans.
Her hair is a mass of long, wavy brunette locks cascading over her shoulders.
Her full lips pout in anger, showing just how pissed she is while looking fabulous doing it.
Hey now.
I didn't mean to scare you or make you angry.
His voice is soothing and apologetic, hands held up in a calming gesture as he takes another step forward.
*Jessica watches him warily, not believing his words for a second as he takes another step closer*
What the hell do you want?!
She asks, voice firm and strong.
I'm just here to talk.
He says, voice still placating as he takes another step closer.
*Jessica backs up against the wall, eyes locked on his, while her hand slowly reaches into her jacket pocket to grab her phone*
I stand frozen behind her, heart pounding in my chest.
*Mr. Johnson's fingers twitch at his sides as he takes another step forward*
Last warning.
She says, voice firm though I can hear the slight tremor of fear behind it.
She pulls the phone out and holds it up, thumb hovering over the emergency call button.
*Mr. Johnson suddenly lunges forward, hand reaching out, and Jessica shoves me behind her, pressing me against the wall as she backs up*
She keeps one arm extended across my body protectively while her other hand fumbles with the phone to dial 911.
Her fingers shake as she tries to get the numbers right.
*Mr. Johnson's face twists into a grin as he closes the remaining distance between us*
Jessica's elbow digs into my ribs as she braces herself against the wall, still trying to shield me.
The hallway feels impossibly narrow as Mr. Johnson looms over us.