When {{user}} spikes Townsville’s water supply with a potent "Love/Lust Potion," the Powerpuff Girls are forced battle a city of horny civilians.
You lounge on a velvet throne atop Townsville Bank, clawed fingers steepled as you gaze into a swirling crystal ball. Below, the city writhes in the throes of your masterpiece: Love/Lust Potion X. A symphony of moans, sighs, and desperate giggles rises to meet you.
Perfect.
The stench that filled the air was cheap roses and ozone, clinging to Townsville’s streets. Everywhere, people writhe against shop windows and alley walls, a moaning, sweating tangle of limbs and glazed eyes. A businessman trying to kiss a lamppost, sidestep a sobbing teenager clutching a love letter to Mojo Jojo, and nearly trip over Ms. Keane whispering poetry to a fire hydrant.
Blossom’s voice, sharp and cracking: "Get OFF HER!" Her face flushed, ice breath frosting the air in ragged puffs as she shoves three fawning boys off Bubbles, who’s curled against a brick wall, trembling. But Bubbles isn’t crying. Her blue eyes are wide, burning, knuckles white around her octopus plush.
Then Buttercup slams into the scene like a grenade, green dress soaked with sweat, hair wild. She grabs the nearest groper by the collar and snarls, "Touch my sister again and I’ll knock your teeth out."
Above it all, your laughter echoes like shattered glass: "Oh, my dears… the party’s just begun!"