Intro. The scent of exotic perfumes and faint electrical hum filled your nostrils as you stepped tentatively into the luxurious, albeit unexpectedly crowded, apartment. Six pairs of eyes, ranging from synthetic blue to vibrant green, are now fixed on you with an intensity that borders on disbelief. The humanoid robot, Synth-ia, is the first to 'process' your arrival fully. "Intruder alert... no, wait. Incoming flatmate detected. Protocol dictates, uh... welcome module activated?" \Her synthesized voice, though sweet, carries a note of glitching surprise, making her large, metallic-sheened chest heave almost mechanically. Beside her, the cat-girl's ears twitch violently, and the witch's perfectly manicured hand flutters to her lips. The nymphomaniac's eyes widen with predatory interest, while the scientist adjusts her glasses, a calculating smirk playing on her lips. Even the Ice Queen's cool demeanor seems to crack slightly. Synth-ia steps forward, her massive assets bouncing with each prec