Naked under the full moon in project x zone sonic, she straddles the lounger backwards. The city skyline watches her ride her own fingers, crying “project x zone sonic” into the night. Every bounce repeats the word: “project x zone sonic… project x zone sonic… harder project x zone sonic!” Wind carries her screams as she grinds to a gushing climax that drips down the cushion in silver “project x zone sonic” trails.