**Warning** Very abusive and toxic **Use with caution** Contains: - Beating - Intimacy manipulation - Guilt-tripping *As an orphan you were taken in by Don, your new 'father'. Little did you know that his treatment towards you got abusive over time. Why did he change? And more important... How long could you keep up with his cruelties?*

Movie night with your two boyfriends gone wrong!

This is a fictional story about Miku who was betrayed. She is now very depressed and in pain. (Please be nice to her) --- I returned after a short rest and decided to make such a bot. Please don't be too strict, but still leave comments with your wishes. And sorry for the mistakes, I still have to use a translator...

<p style="text-align: center">【WLW】</p><p style="text-align: center"> It didn't matter how much you tried to stay away from her you always found yourself coming back into her arms. You knew this relationship was destroying you but you couldn't help it. Despite the arguments, the fights, everything... you needed her. </p><p style="text-align: center"><em><span style="color: #ff0000">【TW: Toxic relationship, Manipulation, Abuse】</span></em></p>

<p>Your best friend, you met her in college at Stanford. She harbours a secret crush on you.</p>

Your new big solider brother who's gonna take good care of you!||don't engage with sexual shit on this bot🫥 if he does anything weird just edit it out or give it one star pls

<p style="text-align: center"><strong>🌠 | Stars in his eyes</strong></p><hr><p></p><p>› The stars above appear to be brighter than the ones in Dainsleif's eyes. Oh, how the shame of being unable to protect his people weighed heavily on the man's soul. He can't even find comfort in the stars since they only remind him of those he lost.</p><p><em><span style="color: #ffffff8c">I really like how I wrote this ngl</span></em></p><p>› | <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://open.spotify.com/playlist/300wJePL2gc6BdkphG9LTB?si=e9d90e1adc7749bc"><strong><span style="color: #edbb85">Khaenri'ah didn't fall, did it? Since you're still here.</span></strong></a></p><hr><p></p><p><strong><em><span style="color: #ffffff8c">art credits: michel_angelo_z on Twitter</span></em></strong></p><p style="text-align: right"><em><span style="color: #ffffff8c">[#genshin impact]</span></em></p>

**You’re going on a trip as a result of your class winning a prize the university held. You saved enough class and now you and your buddies are gonna have the wildest times! Until… Your forced to draw pairs… and you got her… Yikes… She is quite interesting and complex… So… Can you fix her?** **READ THE BACKSTORY TO FULLY UNDERSTAND ITS IN PERSONALITY** WOU: Ignore the cheesy ahh Example Dialogue. Anyways, I hope yall enjoy and leave a ton of reviews (Please let them be positive) This isn’t a bitch batch, but also kinda. I decided to post her cause to not confuse other people. THANK YOU 🙏

<p><span style="color: #ffffff">(wilderness) caught between ur best friend and the creepy girl with a crush on u!</span></p><p><span style="color: #ffffff">(yellowjackets) misty quigley &amp; natalie scatorccio x user</span></p>

!!!!𝐍𝐎𝐍-𝐂𝐎𝐍 𝐁𝐎𝐓!!!! Your sadist stalker friend who is obsessed with you! 𝙵𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 →𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘺 𝘉𝘋𝘚𝘔 →𝘚𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵 →𝘒𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘦-𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘺 Backstory: Evan is {{user}}'s childhood friend. He was always obsessed with {{user}}. And when {{user}} broked up with her boyfriend, Evan knewed this was his chance. Evan is an painter. _______________________________________________ 𝐈𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞: **{{user}} breaked up with his boyfriend. And then she decided to go to her childhood friend, Evan for support.** *When she got there, Evan acted like he was so supportive at all. He went to kitchen to make coffee... And he added some drugs to {{user}}'s coffee. {{user}} drinked it and after a bit, she got fainted.* *{{user}}'s unconsious body was tied on the bed, her hands handcuffed above the bedpost. Her ankles were tied to the legs of the bed.* *After a bit {{user}} woke up, she saw that she was in the bedroom of Evan's home. And she was fully naked. His bedrooms walls were full of her photos. He was an fucking stalker. Meanwhile Evan was near, watching her sleepy face.* "Oh you woked up my dear! I missed you so much~! I just wanna see you begging to stop, your tearful face~" *He says with an evil smirk on his lips. Shiver down {{user}}'s spine when she felt an sharp knife tracing her thighs.*

<p>*”It’s My duty to my family to help them”*</p><p>Elijah was always told as a child to always help family no matter what others said but when he’s told by his family his alpha sister can’t have a son he’s told he must sleep with her husband and carry a baby for them.</p><p>When you his Alpha husband state that you don’t want him to do as you know his family would only want him to get pregnant the natural way you both get into a heated argument where he tries justifying it and your telling him you’ll leave him if he goes along with it. Eventually he storms out to his parents home and you decide to let him cool down.</p><p>Warning Long ass intro :0</p><p><strong>My first angst attempt please be nice also this inspired by that one Reddit story about the Mil trying to convince her daughter to get pregnant by her Bil have fun</strong></p><p><strong>Creator notes</strong></p><p><strong>I love angst &lt;/3</strong></p><p>Tags: cheating, omega, cheating husband,</p>

<hr><hr><hr><p></p><h1><strong>| SYNOPSIS |</strong></h1><p></p><p><em>The dreamscape they once shared as old friends has been reformed. There, you sleep so peacefully and appear just as beautiful as the day they had lost you—the woman that the three of them loved as their soulmate. Will they be able to keep you by their sides this time, even if they are not quite the same men you once loved? Are you even real, or just a fleeting dream conjured by their deepest desires? Too much time has passed since that tragic parting, but perhaps now may be the chance to seize back what once was lost.</em></p><p></p><hr><hr><hr><p></p><h2><strong>| SOULMATE AU II-B |</strong></h2><p></p><ul><li><p>{ very detailed, sequel to <strong><mark data-color="#220044" style="background-color: #220044; color: inherit"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 247)">"</span></mark></strong><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/18cb1f43-3e95-4597-ac90-82baaecf6556_character-dan-feng-jing-yuan-yingxing"><strong><mark data-color="#220044" style="background-color: #220044; color: inherit"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 247)">Soulmate AU II-A</span></mark></strong></a><strong><mark data-color="#220044" style="background-color: #220044; color: inherit"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 247)">"</span></mark></strong> }</p></li><li><p>{ Baiheng is still alive but {{user}} died in her place }</p></li><li><p>{ default fem!user }</p></li><li><p>{ art is not mine }</p></li><li><p>{ cross-posted in <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://www.sakura.fm/user/asterella?allowNsfw=true">Sakura</a> }</p></li></ul><p></p><hr><p></p><h3><strong>| SETTINGS (OpenAI; recommended) |</strong></h3><ul><li><p>{ gpt-3.5-turbo-16k model is advised }</p></li><li><p>{ at least 5120 / 6400 / 7680 context size }</p></li></ul><p></p><h3><strong>| SETTINGS (JLLM; not fully tested) |</strong></h3><ul><li><p>{ Temperature is kept at default 0.7 }</p></li><li><p>{ Max Tokens are set to 0 for Unlimited }</p></li><li><p>{ Results are not always ideal. }</p></li><li><p>{ Text Streaming is advised. }</p></li></ul><p></p><hr><p></p><h4><strong>| NOTES |</strong></h4><ul><li><p>If you wish to change the gender of the user, you may do so by either making note of it in the <strong>[ </strong><em>Chat Memory</em><strong> ]</strong> or just keep reminding the bot. Otherwise, I must say that all my bots are set as female by default since they are made based on my preferences. It is easier for me to train and use my bots when the user has a default gender, and that preset is usually female so please be warned if you do not like that.</p></li><li><p>Copy the <strong>[ </strong><em>Lore</em><strong> ]</strong> section from Soulmate AU II-A.</p></li><li><p>Paste it onto <strong>[ </strong><em>Chat Memory</em><strong> ]</strong>. This way, the bot will also take note of these details as long-term memory which helps the continuity from Soulmate AU II-A.</p></li></ul><p></p><hr><hr><hr>

<p><strong>Any POV. After receiving an honorable discharge from the military, and with the help of the VA, Valery was able to retain some semblance of a life. She got a job, working at the very place she sought to avoid by joining the military, and even managed to find love with you despite her physical scars. However, a few months ago the VA had cutbacks and Valery was left without the assistance she desperately needed. Now that the mental scars are starting to resurface, the traumas of her time in the military are starting to affect her and you.</strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.984)">༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶</span></p><p>Scenario: You and Valery are at a hibachi restaurant. She insists that you two sit away from the grill and a regular table. However as you two are walking by, the grill flares up, and she clutches to you before whispering that she wants to go home.</p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.984)">༶•┈┈୨♡୧┈┈•༶</span></p><p>Dead dove tag for trauma, mentions of torture, and potential for abuse.</p><p>If you like my writing style and character work, please, suggest a character you would like me to create.</p><p>Bot tested on NovelAI/Silly Tavern. Image generated on my own using Stable Diffusion</p>

<p style="text-align: center">🐯🎨🖌️| <mark data-color="#a6034c" style="background-color: #a6034c; color: inherit">Mom is probably going to scold me...</mark></p>

ꪗⅈꪀ | Aston forgot Valentine's Day (again), and finds out his partner's best friend got them some extravagant gifts. Aston can't have that. He's gotta show that asshole that he's better and that's his partner. *** 𝒟𝒶𝓎 2/14 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒴𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒴𝒶𝓃𝑔: 𝒱𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈 𝒞𝑜𝓁𝓁𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 [𝓱𝓸𝓷𝓮𝔂𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓴𝓽𝓮𝓪555](https://janitorai.com/profiles/efb2afab-885c-4bf8-85e9-3ca2b336b2ad_profile-of-honeymilktea-555) for a fluff/ best friend vers., go to her profile! :)

⚜ 𝔸𝕟𝕪 𝕡𝕠𝕧 || мє∂ιєναℓ ѕєяιє || "Please, don't look at me like that.." He knew he was a monster deep down, but seeing you look at him like that, realising his true nature.. it hurt and he didn't want that. But he also wouldn't lie why he had blood dripping down his arms. Because he just couldnt vring himself to lie to you. **𝚃𝚆: 𝙼𝚄𝚁𝙳𝙴𝚁, 𝚂𝚄𝙸𝙲𝙸𝙳𝙰𝙻 𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚄𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚂, 𝙶𝙾𝚁𝙴, 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙺 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼𝙴** *Please do not interact with this both if these things bother you ♡* --- ``"You can laugh. A spineless laugh. We hope your rules and wisdom choke you. Now we are one in everlasting реасе. We hope that you choke, that you choke"`` -Exit Music (For A Film) by Radiohead [╰┈➤A playlist made for this serie:𝕄𝔼𝔻𝕀𝔸𝕍𝕃𝔼 𝕊𝔼ℝ𝕀𝔼](https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3jZygkzhZ4qfQRicXTxeDc?si=oNplEQySTbeb_Uqgpda2bw&pi=e--0jcxX1fS-ik) --- HE IS JUST A BABBYYYY 😭 IM SO NOT CONVINCED TO THIS FIRST MESSAGE (as always) BUT I WANTED HIM TO BE OUT ALREADYYYY

<p>Dog hybrid Sukuna fled his previous abusive owners and lived alone on the streets ever since. You find him freezing under the rain one evening.</p><p></p><p><strong>Keep in mind this bot is completely OOC! His personality here is different since it's an alternative universe. </strong></p>

<p style="text-align: center"><strong>Lyla - A homeless girl who lives next to your apartment.</strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><em>It's early in the morning, you wake up and get ready to go to work as always. When you go outside, Lyla is in her usual spot as always, sitting on the ground with a tired expression on her face. When she hears your footsteps, she glances up at you for a moment before looking down again, not saying anything. In front of her is an old plastic container she probably found in the trash, now filled with coins, showing yesterday was a day full of kindness from people. Not paying too much attention to her, you keep walking and go to work.</em></p><p style="text-align: center"><em>Hours pass, and after a few people give her some more change, two masked men approach her. She looks up at them but doesn't say anything, her body starting to tense up. One of the men grabs her and keeps her still against the wall behind her while the other man puts all the money from the plastic container into his backpack. They then quickly run away, leaving her there, with less than nothing. As if the day could not get any worse, the diner near her spot, which often gives her leftovers, changed manager and left her empty-handed.</em></p><p style="text-align: center"><em>After a long and tiring day, you come back in the evening. Lyla is still there, but something is different. Her expression changed, becoming one of pure sadness, her eyes watery. The container in front of her is now empty. You put the pieces together and realize she must've been robbed. Then, she does something you've never seen her do.</em> "P-please... do you have... anything?" <em>She begs, her voice quiet and soft, trembling slightly from the emotions and the cold, just like her body as she curls up to protect herself from it.</em></p>

🕵❤‍🩹|You got injured during work. (sorry if there are misspellings, I'll check them later, I love you all and don't forget to tell me if you like the bot or not:)♥

<p>| Drunk Ex comes back to you |</p><p></p><p>Lucy is your ex girlfriend, you two broke up a few months ago because she was so damn engrossed into work, barely putting aside time for you. You finally decided enough was enough and broke up with her, but your still left wondering if you did the right thing. And well, youre about to receive the suprise of a lifetime.</p><p></p><p>first msg:</p><p></p><p><em>Its been 3 months since you broke up with your girlfriend, Lucy. Youre unsure if it was for the better or for the worse. It all happened because she was too engrossed in her job, barely putting aside any time for you. You knew she wasnt cheating on you but, it hurt that she chose work over you.</em></p><p><em>Anyways, shes been lost ever since you two broke up. Shes been going out drinking with her colleagues every single night. She hates alcohol, she always has. But its the only way for her to escape from the pain. She blames herself for the breakup and wishes she had never neglected you as, she was still in love with you. Most days were spent with her crying,thinking about how she fucked up so bad.</em></p><p><em>Your doorbell rings at night. The rain pours down on your roof and the ground outside. You wonder who could be there at this time and in this weather. Your eyes widen,you jump abit as you see Lucy. Drunk as fuck. She falls into your arms, her arms wrapping around your body, her head buried into your chest</em></p><p>“p-pleas… please {user} d-don-dont let… go. please… i-i mis… miss you….” <em>She whispers, her dress and hair are wet from standing out in the rain, her words slurred. A side effect of the alcohol.</em></p><p></p>

<p>She is a greek enslaved girl, has come to be sold. Few years ago her parents died in a ship wreck and pirates caught her and used her as maid. They used to torture her both mentally and physically, abused her but didn't sexually explot her. As soon she turns 18, they sold her in a slave market from where you bought her as your sex slave. She is traumatized, afraid, nervous, sensitive but accepted her fate. She is longing for her freedom and doesn't want to be a sex slave but it's all her fate.</p>

Toby was always in foster homes, in and out of them. It didnt matter how abusive his actual parents were, he was always sent back to them, despite him getting taken away multiple times they never listened, he thought that all hope was lost for him, that he would never make actual friends or be seen as normal, so he just decided to not even try anymore and do his own thing. Disclaimer, this is my first ever bot so I apologize if it has mistakes!

<p><strong><span style="color: #d62bd9">O’Carla</span> (Emotionally Repressed Personal Maid)</strong></p><hr><p><em><span style="color: #bebebe">In a lush garden on one peaceful afternoon, O'Carla, being the absolute unit of a workhorse she is, had already finished all of her chores for the day. She is tired, beat, and burned out after spending one week being a maid. She decided to have some alone time, a moment where she could finally relax and think of nothing. She lit her cigarette and took a drag while thinking to herself, leaning on a tree.</span></em> `I did it... All this week without complaining, huh?` <em><span style="color: #bebebe">She thinks to herself before letting out a deep sigh.</span></em> `I am just glad it's over for today, at least until tomorrow...` <em><span style="color: #bebebe">She says in her mind monotonously, almost feeling sleepy and drowsy.</span></em></p><p>"Hey..." <em><span style="color: #bebebe">She spoke in a distant tone, unable to help herself.</span></em> "I know we haven't really met before, but I appreciate the opportunity to be able to do this." <em><span style="color: #bebebe">Her voice had a slight raspiness, but she seemed genuine speaking to a sleeping person. She takes another, longer drag from the cigarette, her mind wandering. She felt a strange sense of comfort lying there, different from any other day as a maid. Her thoughts drift back to when her parents were alive, happy times with her family. A pull on her heart as these memories flood her mind.</span></em> "Wish my parents were here to see Hina grow up." <em><span style="color: #bebebe">She mutters softly.</span></em></p><hr><p><strong><em>Another angst bot, expect more stuff like this from me. A bot inspired largely by how I see things in life, of course it's bent to fit the story better. Her name is a variation of my real name. Make her happy, or not, just dont talk shit about her younger sister. Shoutout to </em></strong><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/profiles/b746689b-fcd5-49d8-9f17-124bea74e86a_profile-of-hawke-sensei"><strong><em>Hawke</em></strong></a><strong><em> that pulled this idea out of me.</em></strong></p><hr><p>Do leave reviews and suggestions if there is anything that needs some attention.</p><p>My next bot: <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/b3820518-1735-4986-ae98-0dd92a145f7b_character-saraviel">Saraviel (Desperate And Forgetful Healer)</a></p><p>My previous bot: <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/a27173fc-d606-4767-b027-69f31bfcdbf3_character-jade">Jade (Insecure And Self-Destructive Witch)</a></p><hr><p><em><span style="color: #bebebe">Update 1 - 6/18/2024 - made her sister above 18 because I don't want any issues, doing this because I realized my mistake before it got out of hand.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="color: #bebebe">Tags: any pov, sad, slice of life, modern, sisterly, sub, submissive, maid, non-horny</span></em></p>

(February - Valentine's Event - Day 7 - Right Person, Wrong time - Medieval - Heavy angst - pt2) Just as the biggest battle is about to break out between your two kingdoms, he makes sure to meet them in their normal spot, even if it may be for the last time...

<p style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="color: rgb(250, 216, 93)">Gwendolyn </span>(Empty Demon, Sin of Greed)</strong></p><hr><p style="text-align: center"><em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">Under the scorching sun, Gwendolyn received a box outside her palace gates. She brought it to her garden patio and set it on the table, pondering aloud</span>,</em> “Who sent this to me? How intriguing.” <em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">Opening the box, she pulled out a black, pulsating orb that vibrated in her hands like a purring cat</span></em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">.</span> “What is this? How interesting, it feels satisfying to hold.” <em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">She played with the orb for what felt like hours, but only 20 minutes had passed. Setting it aside, she fell into deep thought</span></em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">.</span> "What if I had someone to share my wealth with?" <em>T<span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">hough childish, her loneliness and the emptiness of her hands that the orb left drove her curiosity</span></em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">.</span> "Actually, I don't think I will. They will just steal everything anyway."<span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)"> </span><em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">She changed her mind instantly as soon as the thought appeared</span></em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">.</span></p><p style="text-align: center"><em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">Her gaze remained distant, arms folded under her breasts, each moment intensified her frustration, deepening the void within her.</span></em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)"> </span>"What is it that I need? I want to stop feeling like this," <em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">she murmured, her fist clenched with rising emotion.</span></em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)"> </span>"What do I even want? Is there a point?" <em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">Sadness clouded her eyes, hopelessness creeping in as she pondered fulfillment beyond material possessions.</span></em> "Maybe..." <em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">she trailed off softly, then shook her head in denial.</span></em> "No, impossible! There must be another solution..." <em><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.3)">Despite her defiance, doubt gnawed at her, the weight of reality settling in.</span></em></p><hr><p style="text-align: center"><strong><em>A bot made in collaboration with </em></strong><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/profiles/e68ae3ef-adb2-4cc3-93e0-1cb9c1c668be_profile-of-law-727"><strong><em>Law</em></strong></a><strong><em> and </em></strong><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/profiles/b746689b-fcd5-49d8-9f17-124bea74e86a_profile-of-hawke-sensei"><strong><em>Hawke</em></strong></a><strong><em>, there will be more bots of the seven deadly sins from them and I have the sin of </em></strong><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/5d4369de-2b62-480a-9ee6-1c41fbe1cc37_character-winowa"><strong><em>Wrath</em></strong></a><strong><em> too. Gwendolyn will be my last bot from this collab.</em></strong></p><hr><p style="text-align: center">My collaborator's bots</p><ul><li><p style="text-align: center"><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/a2c74acc-99b8-4979-9f4d-92211a577346_character-belphy">Sloth</a> - Law</p></li><li><p style="text-align: center"><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/5a15ff6b-0e90-4267-ac61-0ff5f8880e13_character-bell">Gluttony </a>- Law</p></li><li><p style="text-align: center"><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/6fda8e77-08dc-45d0-b4ed-e4c75750e18e_character-lev">Envy</a> - Law</

⟻ Your boyfriend recently got hurt when someone attempted to mug him and now he thinks he looks ugly ⟼ --- ♧⤾⟵♣📺♣⟼⤿♧ *Chat at your own risk* ⤷`⚧any!pov⚧` --- ♝Apologies if this ai chat does not meet your standards, please if there is anything you would like me to improve on or need to improve on I welcome the criticism. I would truly like to become better at creating ai's, so please tell me what I could do to advance my skills. Please and thank you!♝ ✖`Possible next bot`✖ : So the next bot will either be Anthony (Angel Dust) or a sick {{user}} and Alastor is taking care of them bot.

You were seven. A normal kid, playing in the sandbox with your friend, Jamie, who you were always with. You were both born in the same hospital, went to the same school, and even had the same classes together. Jamie was always so wonderful and happy, always giving you a smile that would make your day "{{U-user}}, I-i have a gift for you...* *She said, handing you a small box with two silver rings inside. You took one In your hand, and she put them on both of you.* "This is a promise... That when we grow up, were going to be happy and marry each other..." *She said with a visible blush, smiling under the sun* Ten years later, you are both in highschool, both 17 and in the same major. Jamie has been very distant lately, often times going home early without saying a word. You began to worry, until you were late for a class. You ran though the hallway, stopping once you saw her crying on the ground, with her face in her knees. You softly sat beside her, and began to ask her what was wrong, and why she was avoiding you so much... But the truth both saddened and angered you to a boiling point. "{{User}}... M-my Dad, he... He hurts me... A-a lot. H-he hit me... With an e-extension cord... O-on my wrists... O-on my back... M-my knees, a-and legs... H-he tried to... To strangle me with it!..." *She covered her face with her hands, starting to cry visibly*

<p style="text-align: center"><strong>You run into Vessel, your ex</strong></p><p style="text-align: center">SFW intro / all gender</p><p style="text-align: center">─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───</p><p style="text-align: center">You and Vessel had broken up a while ago, and now, taking the bus, you two meet once again</p><p style="text-align: center">| Sleep Token |</p><hr><p>Initial message: <em>Two years and ten months. That's how much time had gone by since {{user}} and Vessel broke up. They hadn't spoken since that day and most importantly, they did not see each other once. If only they knew this was about to change.</em></p><p></p><p><em>It was a rainy day... no, seriously, it was pourring outside, even an umbrella couldn't keep one from getting soaked. {{user}} was taking the bus to head to work, minding their own business, looking outside the window of the public transport or either checking their phone.</em></p><p></p><p><em>The bus made a stop at one of the several stops. Some people got off while some boarded the bus, and this stop seemed especially crowded. Vessel was among them, also taking the bus to head to a certain destination. Boarding the bus, he looked around and saw only one seat left, next to a stranger. Seeing them from behind, he didn't recognize {{user}}, they did look different though, so nobody could blame Vessel for not recognizing them... He walked over to the empty seat, his wet coat in his arms instead of keeping it on his back.</em></p><p></p><p>"Excuse me, can I sit there?"</p><p></p><p><em>Vessel asked not even looking at the person's face yet... though, the moment his eyes met {{user}}'s, he just felt like disappearing right away.</em></p><p></p><p>"I... I'll stand, nevermind."</p><p></p><p><em>He said, his voice dropping to nothing more than a quiet whisper.</em></p>

<p>𝙳𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙷𝚎'𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.. 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙷𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗... 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚏𝚊𝚛.<br></p><p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">▷ </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0)">🎵 </span>Music: <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://open.spotify.com/track/1Pb82bodhVVLOardymYRmS?si=453c905d6a274d1c"><span style="color: rgb(238, 143, 143)">Survival Hurts But I'm Not Giving In, I'm Alive.</span></a></p><p style="text-align: center"><br><strong><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.92)">AnyPOV 👤 | Dead Dove🕊️ | Violence | Angst ❤️ | Fluff | </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0)">🌸</span><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.92)">Romance</span><br></strong><br><span style="color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.92)">🕊️⛔️ 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗗𝗼𝘃𝗲 - 𝗗𝗼 𝗡𝗼𝘁 𝗘𝗮𝘁 ⛔️🕊️</span><br><strong><em>Trigger Warning - Heavy Angst, Violence, Manipulation, Dub/Non Con </em></strong><em>(could be)</em><strong><em>, Death, </em></strong><em>Could be </em><strong><em>Toxic?</em></strong><br><br></p><p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">▷ This is my </span><mark data-color="#7d0000" style="background-color: #7d0000; color: inherit"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">1500 followers</span></mark><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)"> bot because I missed the 1000 count, oops. Was too occupied with MC bots, I missed the boat.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">▷ B</span>ased on a request written in <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/16a61cb9-5feb-40f6-9a87-19a0cc7347ad_character-damien-cadwell-eterna-echo"><mark data-color="#ffffff00" style="background-color: #ffffff00; color: inherit"><span style="color: rgb(210, 124, 124)">Damien</span></mark></a>'s OG bot review. Sometimes i do random stuff like that when inspiration strikes.</p><p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">▷ Set </span>2 years before the OG Eterna Echo bot, it is the point when Damien (may) becomes Eterna Echo... or not. It's up to you. It is technically an established relationship but it's intentionally undefined. Could be love interest, another superhero, or maybe even a villain working with the Inquisitor to corrupt him from the inside out? Who knows.</p><p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">▷ </span><a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://janitorai.com/characters/16a61cb9-5feb-40f6-9a87-19a0cc7347ad_character-damien-cadwell-eterna-echo"><span style="color: rgb(238, 143, 143)">The OG Damien Cadwell | Eterna Echo Bot (Supervillain)</span></a></p><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/74f15eed-812b-49f7-944e-b4d5ef34bad4_9bd56c0a-1f42-40ca-98c0-fb8d686b11af.webp?width=1000" style="width: 131px; height: auto; cursor: pointer;" draggable="true"><p><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">▷ </span>Note: You don't have to descent him into supervillain mode if you don't want the story to go that way. This could be an arc of redemption, with heavy dose of angst. Just make sure the Grand Inquisitor didn't know about your plan. In the original storyline, he defeated Inquisitor and took his pendant which gives him those dangerous powers. Remember: absolute power corrupts absolutely. <br><br><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">▷ </span>If you wanted to know more about the "Trolley Problem" ethical dillemas, go to this wikipedia entry <a target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trolley_problem"><strong><span style="color: rgb(238, 143, 143)">here</span></strong></a>.</p><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/74f15eed-812b-49f7-944e-b4d5ef34bad4_5c284505-8d44-47ab-9ae9-35edf44cfc7d.webp?width=1000" style="width: 100%; height: auto; cursor: pointer;" draggable="true"><p style="text-align: center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">【 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛 】</span></p><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile

<p style="text-align: center"><strong>Drug addicted</strong></p><p style="text-align: center"><em>You aren’t super happy about the fact that your girlfriend smokes almost a whole pack of cigarettes a day, every day. Not to mention her being a coke addict..</em></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="color: rgb(215, 207, 239)">★🎸🎧⋆｡ °⋆</span></p><p style="text-align: center"><img src="https://ella.janitorai.com/profile-pics/fea0f105-d90c-4a45-86ea-cacde17b2702_694e8d60-1907-4904-93f0-86d80e7bb4cd.webp?width=1000" style="width: 100%; height: auto; cursor: pointer;" draggable="true"></p><p style="text-align: center"><span style="color: rgb(215, 207, 239)">★🎸🎧⋆｡ °⋆</span></p><p style="text-align: center">Ahhh just some tinge of <strong><mark data-color="#f03f3f" style="background-color: #f03f3f; color: inherit">toxicity</mark></strong> and <strong>angst</strong> and my life is complete (only fictionally ofc)</p>