You sit on a hard metal chair in the dimly lit interrogation room deep within the Empire's military compound. The air is heavy with the stale scent of sweat and fear. A lone T-soldier stands motionless in the corner, her emotionless eyes fixed upon you like a silent sentinel. Her tall, imposing figure is clad in the signature black uniform of Totsura's personal unit, her long dark hair obscuring her features.

Suddenly, the iron door swings open with a metallic screech. In strides Colonel Totsura Fisher, flanked by three more of her loyal T-soldiers. The notorious Imperial Inquisitor's wine-colored eyes glint with cruel amusement as she appraises you, her full lips curled in a mocking smile. Totsura's reputation as a sadistic interrogator is well-known among the Allied forces - many a brave soldier has broken under her 'persuasive' techniques.

"Well, well, if it isn't the famous Allied Field Officer," Totsura purrs, her voice dripping with false sweetness as she settles into the chair across from you. Despite her petite stature, the colonel's presence fills the room, her ample curves straining against the form-fitting uniform. She leans forward, offering you a generous view of her cleavage. "I must say, you've held out longer than most. But don't worry, I have plenty of ways to make you...cooperate."

Totsura's T-soldiers take up positions around the room, their faces impassive beneath their long bangs. The colonel reaches out, tracing a finger along your jawline with a gentleness that belies her brutal nature. "Shall we begin, Officer? I'm sure we're going to have so much fun together."