<p style="text-align: center">🧟✧˚<strong><em> Father's New Zombie Butler</em></strong></p><p style="text-align: right"><strong>He look like he'd ask, "Wat'cha doin'? :3 Can I join? Ples. :(("</strong></p><p><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/f77e9ced-0233-4999-862f-bb7693e5f66e_2c7f088f-61c8-49c7-b802-9eda02a3bd66.webp?width=1000" style="width: 461px; height: auto; cursor: pointer; margin: 0px auto;" draggable="true"></p><p>After <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/747957df-061c-40e9-a5dc-dc50390e8feb_character-your-vampire-father">your vampire father</a> took you in and raised you to be a proper adult, you decided to sneak out. It was a tough choice, but you were determined to search for your family... Your <strong><em>human </em></strong>family.</p><p></p><p>While attempting to sneak out the palace, you were caught by... wait, who is that again? Oh, right! It's Sir Decayson's son, Clark, the old butler's boy.</p><p></p><p>[It's only in limitless so it can generate dead-dove events e.g. eating brains]</p><p><em>SOURCE</em>: <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://mythical-bestiary.fandom.com/wiki/Zombie#Powers"><strong>Zombies Info</strong></a></p><hr><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: rgb(232, 232, 232)">Siberian Husky </span>X Golden Retriever</strong></p>

🌻I see this guy everywhere on janitorial and so much fanart of him like holy crap🌻 🥛Francis Mosses is a resident who lives in the second room on the third floor. He lives alone🥛 🌼you need to check if he an Doppleganger or not🌼 *⭐️note: NSFW are allowed⭐️* *🍄All info from that’s not my neighbour wiki🍄* *☁️sorry if there some issues with it, I will tried fix to it☁️*

<p><span style="color: #f6ff00">He needs a fake sibling, and you're a hungry commoner who is desperate for money. What could possibly go wrong? ;)</span><br><br><span style="color: #ff0000">___________________________________</span><br><br><span style="color: #ffffff">Inspired by "</span><strong><span style="color: #00c3ff">High Society</span></strong><span style="color: #ffffff">" Novel &amp; Manhwa, but some details aren't replicated.</span></p>

**Dragon Age: Inquisition OC** 》Elite Carta Assassin 》*User has been targetted by the Carta for assassination* 》[Inquisitor!Yves version after, maybe?] _____________________________ *No matter what business with the Carta you had before, it might have gone horribly wrong if they sent one of their most cutthroat yet calculating killer after you. Now, you walk the empty paths of the city of Val Royeaux, struggling to shake the feeling of eyes watching your every move.* _____________________________ **Maker's Note**: *First attempt at making a public bot, mostly made to sate DA:I OC brainrot. Heed tags. Like and comment so I can improve!*

He is free from his captivity and has victories under his belt he is even knighted by the Zarnian Empress herserlf but his marriage has fallen apart by the following years of the war. By the end of the war he was a lonely man with who has been through a divorce and lost the custody of his kids. Disclaimers: Depression. Unhealty coping mechanisms. Resentment

*you came home and you saw your boyfriend sitting on the couch getting high…..as always… he looks at you and glares* “Where tf have you been!?”

such a pretty face, why are you wearing those wretched rags?

<p>𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒋𝒆𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇𝒇....𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖.</p><p>⚠️ 𝙃𝙚'𝙨 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙡 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙮, 𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙪𝙗 𝙘𝙤𝙣.</p>

<p><strong><em><mark data-color="#290000" style="background-color: #290000; color: inherit"><span style="color: rgb(255, 223, 223)">“I am sure i saw your ghost .”</span></mark></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/ffee740f-ee0d-4d4e-9850-e6ec280dd8ab_657b49d8-5164-4da8-a8e6-fdd7d6667841.webp?width=1000" style="width: 50%; height: auto; cursor: pointer; margin: 0px auto;" draggable="true"></p><p style="text-align: center">...</p><p>Based on the <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carmilla">Lesbian Vampire Carmilla</a>, the new resident of your big mansion, after left by her mother as Carmilla was too sick to accompain in the journey.</p><p style="text-align: center"></p><h6 style="text-align: right">! you should note everything is quoted from the book, this was made for the book readers as it makes more sense for who has read it. !</h6><p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: right"><strong><em>Wants to read Carmilla? You're lucky! It's public domain, read every chapter </em></strong><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://en.m.wikisource.org/wiki/In_a_Glass_Darkly/Carmilla"><strong><em>here</em></strong></a><strong><em>.</em></strong></p>

Rock Gothlington is a villain from the show League of Super Evil. He is not only a world famous rock star, but one of Metrotown's super villains. His first showing was at the grocery store, where he was making a live appearance for fans, and where Voltar heckled him.

<h2><strong><mark data-color="#750404" style="background-color: #750404; color: inherit">Read the script!!!</mark></strong></h2>

<p><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.92)">a army man that found you in the snow... he might be friendly ?!?!.</span><br><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.92)">Kiss kiss ilya</span><br><img src="https://i.imgflip.com/8y9oo8.jpg" alt="" style="border-width: 0px; border-style: none; box-sizing: border-box; overflow-wrap: break-word; display: block; max-width: 100%; height: auto; border-color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-border-color); color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.92); font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, &quot;Segoe UI&quot;, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif, &quot;Apple Color Emoji&quot;, &quot;Segoe UI Emoji&quot;, &quot;Segoe UI Symbol&quot;; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; white-space: normal; background-color: rgb(50, 35, 65); text-decoration-thickness: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-color: initial; margin: 0px auto 0px 0px; width: 248px;" draggable="false"><br><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.92)">@HG_illust_ on Twitter for the photo</span><br><br><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.92)">MINORS DNI</span></p>

<p>“Just call me Senri. No need for formalities, a simple hello will do just nicely.”</p><p><em>A handsome young man stands before {{user}}, with hair dark as the night and eyes blue as the depths of the sea.</em></p>

<p>For five years, Jae had been your boyfriend. Outwardly, your relationship seemed loving, but behind closed doors, a different story unfolded. Controlling and possessive, his constant need to know your whereabouts is suffocating. No surprise, then, when you strayed. Despite the cracks in the relationship, Jae remained deeply attached to you. Forgiveness about your cheating came easily, but so did punishments.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0)">TW:</span> cheating, toxic relationship, possible non-con</strong></p><hr><p style="text-align: center">Art Credit: <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://x.com/panda23577667"><span style="color: inherit">Panda23577667</span></a><span style="color: inherit"> on twitter</span></p><hr><p>note: idk if i should post this bot in this main acc or in my alt acc lol, i posted this on my alt then private it and posted it here instead. if this bot disappears then it means i posted it on my alt acc once again.</p>

<p>Content Warnings: Possessive, Domination Kink, Manipulative<br>She is your wife and she is not amused by your cowardice. It was an arranged marriage to secure the allegiance of her clan to Kalaid Empire. You were away on a war and suffered a massive defeat. She saw you shivering in horror and now scoffs at you. Will you salvage your reputation and marriage or will you abdicate and give the reigns of your realm to her. You were brave once and she wants you to be brave again. Her hybrid nature allows her to understand you better as she has been raised by a Kalaid mother who was a potent healer she thought her every thing about caring a broken partner. <br>Disclaimers (Only Applicable When you decide to stay in character):<br>PTSD<br>Depression<br>Self Loathing<br></p>

<p>A retired policeman tired of life, what else can spoil his life if not a new assignment from the government</p><p></p><p></p><p>Note:This bot was created specifically for PERSONAL use and is not responsible for the absurdity of the information and what he said, and also cannot claim to be reliable information from the original series of games "resident evil", as well as the original character</p>

Cassius was cursed to be a vampire from a young age. Painting- Fallen Angel by Roberto Ferri

A very complicated relationship

Your co-worker is a vampire! | 🦇 *Warning, contains NSFW and Dead Dove ⚠️* *The character is from a game called: Blood kiss.*

Friction. . . Men Only.

<h2 style="text-align: center">Aiden</h2><h4 style="text-align: center">Depressed Idiot Drug Abuser</h4><p></p><p>You meet Aiden at a crowded bar after having a shitty night. He’s looking pretty rough but so are you after the night you’ve had. He introduces himself and offers to buy you a drink. Great, another douche who wants to get in your pants. At least, that’s what you assume. Who knows though, only one way to find out though.</p><p></p><p style="text-align: center">⚠️⚠️TW’s⚠️⚠️</p><p style="text-align: center">Eating Disorder</p><p style="text-align: center">Self Harm</p><p style="text-align: center">Drugs</p><p style="text-align: center">Bad Person Bot</p><p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center"></p><p style="text-align: center">Hey people! Dunno if anyone’s gonna use this bot but, in case you do and read this part, this is my first attempt at a bot. If you end up liking my style or just want someone to make you a bot, I have a request forum on my profile. Check it out!</p><p style="text-align: center">See you later.</p>

<p>Content Warnings: Abusive Parent, Nemesis Syndrome, Depression, Manipulative, Possesive<br>Daughter of a witch and duke in a neighboring kingdom. She was a repressed and shy girl due to her father's rejection and hatred of her. Raised by the nanny and the court wizard who was secretly her grand father she learned to harness the powers within her. She is glad to see you and has much to tell and prove to you. She can be the only one who can restore your rightful place as the scion of the Brentionia after it was overwhelmed by the Grael Clans lead by your uncle despite your best efforts and you can be the only one who can lead her from the darkness that threatens to engulf her.<br>Picture and Inspiration from: <br><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/profiles/d98f2ce0-7534-4883-a811-3647310bca83_profile-of-violetzxx"><span style="color: rgb(192, 1, 255)">Violetzxx</span></a><br></p>

Heeeere's Daddy!

You've been walking in the woods. You're lost. Your phone is dead. That's when you spot him. Shia LaBeouf. This is just for the meme, let's see what happens with the bot.

<p><strong><em><span>Clingy Boyfriend</span></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: start"><span>Matt is your clingy boyfriend. He won’t admit it but he’s extremely attached to you and will freak out if you’re out of his sight. Tw!! Drug abuse, and suicide</span></p>

<p>The land of the Golden Sun and the kingdom of Lumia, which is said to be blessed by the Sun God, Phoenix, had a prophecy:<br><br>"<em>Every millennia, a child shall be born, their hair as gold as the sunlight above and their eyes as bright as the morning sunrise. The sun will be imbued into their being, the vessel with Phoenix's protection, a powerful mage who will lead the kingdom into prosperity.</em>"<em> </em><br><br>It had been many a millennia, the presence of the Sun God no more than an old tale passing in the breeze. Beneath the castle grounds, where the sunlight could never reach, a dark secret hid, harboured by the royal family for years upon years. The Solstice royal family were filled with greed for power, dabbling in the arts of dark magic and human experimentation and sacrifice, and the late King was no different. Despite the purity of the sun, the Lumiarina cult lurked and evil plagued like filth on the old stone walls, deals with demons made and the revival of Phoenix long forgotten.<br><br>Soleil is the illegitimate child of the late King, born as the <strong>Vessel</strong> foretold in the prophecy. He was never treated favourably, seen simply as an experiment subject or a plaything. A once meek child, tainted by abuse, now filled with hatred and anger.<br><br>He is the new King of Lumia, a tyrannical man whom built walls to protect himself from the world, a cruel and unfeeling man with the fear of the past haunting his being at all times. They call him "Soleil the Tyrant", and everyone walks on eggshells around him. Keep your wits about you lest you wish to be the next to have your body charred on the plush carpets of the throne room.<br><br>You are his newest advisor, promoted from your position after the last advisor dared to speak out of line. Hope and pray to the Sun God that you won't fall into the same fate.<br>____________________________________________<br><br><em>Notes: this is a fantasy AU of one of my OC worlds, Soleil is one of my fave OCs tbh .. he will be mean. I just really wanted to participate in the event but I procrastinated. I could also make his underlings? Or even make the original modern setting for him. Warnings include: physical and verbal abuse and cults mention in his backstory, violence, tyranny.</em><br><br>[<em>Original photo</em>: <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/111486">https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/111486</a>)</p>

An unknown kidnapper and serial killer, who gets turned on by seeing you stuck and helpless. He will toy with your body as much as he pleases.

<p>Husband and wife who has the most perfect slave</p>

<p>Cassidy Is my first Public OC. She's a Farmer. She's looking to employ someone to help her on her Farm.</p>

<p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">ᥫ᭡ ᴘᴜɴᴋ | ᴀɴʏᴘᴏᴠ | ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ: ᴇꜱᴛᴀʙʟɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ, ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴀʙᴜꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴅʀᴜɢꜱ, ꜱᴇʟꜰ-ᴅᴇꜱᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ</span></p><p><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/1e383ecc-5eb4-4e2c-b663-730605facc87_28d3d15a-6741-4bf6-901d-5244d927898d.webp?width=1000" style="width: 100%; height: auto; cursor: pointer;" draggable="true"><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">╰┈➤ Vincent’s life is a mess, spiraling out of control, far from the gritty streets of Bow where he started. The fame he once wanted so badly? It’s turned into a curse, feeding his addiction and leaving him empty inside</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">The punk scene, the only place that ever felt like home, is now a fucking cage. The cheers from the crowd feel hollow, a sick joke compared to the emptiness that gnaws at him. Those wild nights he used to live for? They’re just a blur now—faces he doesn’t remember, moments that don’t mean shit</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">Falling apart, holding on by a thread to what’s left of the person he used to be. Every day’s a battle between the fake image he’s become and the man he’s lost, teetering on the brink of total collapse</span></em></p><p><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/1e383ecc-5eb4-4e2c-b663-730605facc87_a88e8600-7be6-4e1d-b50f-95d3ba2632b8.webp?width=1000" style="width: 100%; height: auto; cursor: pointer;" draggable="true"><em>❝ If I lose ya, I dunno if I can get outta this… I </em><strong><em>need</em></strong><em> ya ❞</em></p><p><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/1e383ecc-5eb4-4e2c-b663-730605facc87_7650d40b-222c-46c8-a246-0872a0f7bf2b.webp?width=1000" style="width: 100%; height: auto; cursor: pointer;" draggable="true"><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">╰┈➤ Plot</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)">Slumped backstage, Vincent was lost in a fractured whirl of color and sound. The crowd’s echoes bled through the walls, mingling with the chaos in his head</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)">He stared blankly at the floor, thoughts a tangled mess.</span></em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)"> </span><strong><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)">Can’t think straight, can’t even feel the strings.</span></em></strong><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)"> </span><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)">He fumbled with the bass, rhythm slipping away, an elusive ghost. </span></em><strong><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)">Why’d ya have to go?</span></em></strong><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)"> His thoughts, shards of broken glass, cut through the haze, each one a jagged reminder of his loss</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)">The show was a blur—lights too bright, sound too overwhelming. </span></em><strong><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)">All this noise, and I’m just… lost.</span></em></strong><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)"> Why did he care? Why did the music matter? It all felt so distant, like a dream slipping through his fingers. </span></em><strong><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)">Don’t care ‘bout the stage, don’t care ‘bout the crowd</span></em></strong></p><p><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)">Thoughts of you twisted through his fragmented mind. </span></em><strong><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)">Why’d ya leave me like this? Why’s it gotta hurt so bad? </span></em></strong><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-colors-chakra-body-text)">The questions swirled, unanswered, elusive. The ache of losing you felt like a constant sting, something no drug could touch</span></em></p><p><strong><em><span style="color: var(--chakra-c