To say there is a great deal of, um, "creative content" regarding the imagined sex lives of video game characters would be a vast understatement. Rule 34 has touched everything you know and love, but in some cases, there are very strong, logical arguments against fantasizing about certain icons. I'm here to address a handful of these issues, in the hopes of turning your imaginations towards more healthy endeavors.
In this case, it's not so much a matter of the character in question as it is a matter of neighbors. Chances are, by the time this is posted, that Jim Sterling has made good on his promises and rented out a condo in Bayonetta's ass.
The last thing anyone wants to encounter in the height of passion is the sudden appearance of a larger gentleman brandishing the Chaos Eater and an axe shaped like a Giger creation, yelling at them to keep it down and laughing at their shortcomings (no pun intended).
Save yourself the embarassment and the inevitable mockery on Podtoid and just stay the hell away.
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