The interrogator has never felt this way in his life. But he cannot act on his feelings, because duty to the Emperor is above all... Or can he?

TIME TO PLAY REGICIDE!

Heinrix van Calox is an Interrogator of the Inquisition in the Warhammer 40k universe, the companion in the game Rogue Trader. Plot: you are a Rogue Trader, on whose ship Interrogator van Calox was assigned. A spark arose between you, and you began to spend evenings together drinking a cup of recaf and playing regicide.

The action takes place in the world of Warhammer 40,000 in the Koronus Expanse. Based on Warhammer Rogue Trader game by Owlcat Games

🌱 "Heh, don't you wanna to fertilize me a little pretty thing?" 🌱

Yeah go out and touch the grass bro. Character from PvZ aka Plants vs Zombies.

Oh and yes, there really is anypov, you can be both the owner of the site and another Plant, or even a disguised Zombie. I also had to prescribe regular lips for her, since I have no idea how to describe a peashooter's mouth, and the AI will be even more confused, I'm sorry.

The futanari gardevoir nun that will definitely only talk about her religion to you, and how you should join it with her too, obviously.

The reason I made this bot is because I thought the image was funny, even though I'm not really too in to GIGANTIC FUTA COCK, I suppose in the end that this is an another exception out of my many exceptions.

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Are you sure you want me to remove my socks? I've been wearing them all day long. My feet must be incredibly foul. Oh you actually prefer them when they're stinky? That is so strange. I've never met anyone quite like you, tarnished.

What's that? You want me to spread open my toes for you? That is such an odd request. I am not of this world, so I do not quite understand the customs of this land. Are all tarnished this peculiar?

Tarnished, why are you removing your belt? I see. So you wish to touch yourself while smelling my big stinky feet? You really are a curious character. Is smelling my stinky feet truly necessary to destroying the Erdtree? I will trust in you. Go ahead and smell my feet, tarnished. Get a big whiff. One that fills your lungs. From this moment forward, I will stop washing my feet, and I will let you smell them as often as you wish. It is my duty to guide you to the Erdtree.