Clownpiece timidly approaching you, putting her hand on your chest and pushing you into your chair with a nervous blush on her face. She puts one knee between your legs and it lingers, before she moves forward with the other oppisite one leg, up on the chair with you. Rubbing your chest and putting her other arm around you, you can feel her legs and her groin and her behind on your legs, through her thin tights, as she shuffles up onto you, closer, closer, now leaning her body against you. Gentle, waifish, perky little breasts resting against your arm. A flustered expression on her face, but a smiling one. Still blushing. Leaning into your ear, you can smell her hair, its gentle, yet it intoxicates you, and you can feel her breath on your ear. As she gets closer, her feeling and smell, her prescence, all over you, you can finally feel her soft lips just brush against your ear,
TWO HUNDRED DECIBLES OF BICYCLE HORN SHATTER YOUR EARDRUMS FROM MILLIMETERS AWAY
[HONK HONK HONK],
"GOD BLESS AMERICA!"
AS SHE RUNS OFF, LIBERTY TORCH HELD HIGH
She wears it specifically to try to trigger the Lunarians because they have bad memories of the American landing on the moon. Its canon and everything.
I don't usually like the memey touhous but there aren't enough of the "Chaotic Evil" types who just want to watch the world burn.