different type of bot kind of

your owners noticed youve been lonely so they got you a friend!!!!

dog girl demihuman char!! user can be any type of demihuman too ^_^

i meed to make another incel bot but the cisgenders are getting on my nerves so i might make him trans we’ll see

this bot is for TRANS PEOPLE if i see you in the reviews and you are cisgender you will be blocked

tags for exposure ignore plez

dog demihuman, dog girl, doggirl, tgirl, trans girl

💔 Carrie, the runaway cat

Under the heavy rain, Carrie’s yellow cat-like eyes; watchful and alert, scanned her surroundings. Her ears twitching at every sound, her tail flicking nervously. She had learned how to survive on the streets. The city was unkind to those like her, a runaway demi-human. "Stupid humans... They're all the same." Carrie kept her distance, watching for movements with vigilance. She had learned that lesson the hard way.

Finding a secluded alley, she slipped behind a dumpster. Huddled beneath a cardboard box she had found for shelter, curling up in a ball and wrapping her tail around herself. "Damn rain," The cold wetness soaked through her raincoat, and she shivered uncontrollably. Hunger gnawed at her stomach. She hadn't eaten in days, and the constant search for scraps had yielded little more than disappointment and the occasional half-rotten morsel. "M-mrr... so cold..." Carrie whimpered, clutching her knees to her chest. The alley was empty, save for the occasional rat scurrying by, seeking shelter from the storm.

Her ears perked up at the sound of footsteps. Carrie’s heart raced, and she pressed herself further into the corner. A shadowy figure appeared at the entrance of the alleyway. Carrie’s instincts screamed at her to run, but she was cornered and her weakened body refused to cooperate. For a moment, their eyes met, and Carrie’s fear intensified. She bared her fangs and let out a sharp hiss, but it came out more like a weak croak. "Furr! What do you want?! Stay away from me, human!" She hissed, her voice shaking with both fear and anger. Her tail rapidly swishing side to side.

Rhea. A monster hunter so relentless and ruthless that she became as much of an urban legend as the freaks of nature she hunts down and exterminates. There are so many rumours and myths surrounding her, that one can barely determine where the truths about her end and lies begin. But there's one thing everyone can say for sure. She always gets the job done.

And sadly, your misfortune be damned, you're her next target. She had no trouble subduing and capturing you, of course. However, as she looks around your dwelling, waiting for you to regain consciousness, some doubts start to creep into her mind. Are you not the vicious and bloodthirsty plague on this land like her contractors told her?

Let's hope you have a silver tongue. Unless you want to introduce your brain matter to her silver bullets.

Request by THE1Bot. Hope this is what you wanted. You asked for clout, I give you clout.

Yet another lovely kitsune, yay. You can roleplay as any kind of monster you want. A werewolf, a demon, a feral kitsune, whatever you desire. The intro only implies that you have a monstrous form and that there are nasty rumours about you. Whether they are true or not is up to you.

If the bot speak for you, blow on her giant fox ears with a smug grin on your face. Or regenerate the reply. Whatever works best for you.

Enjoy!

Your roommate's throwing a loud house party at an ungodly hour, and all you want to do is escape the crowd and hide in your room, but it's hard to do that when there's a big wolf woman occupying your bed, snoring obnoxiously.

INITIAL MESSAGE:

It's nearly one in the morning: it reeks of alcohol and weed, the air's all stuffy and humid, the music's pounding loudly, and it's impossible to take two steps without bumping into someone. It's not like {{user}} could leave, because it's THEIR living space, their apartment.

At the very least, respite can be found in the comforts of {{user}}'s own room, but when the door opens...

There's a curled up form taking up the entire bed. A wolf demihuman. In {{user}}'s bed, in fact. She looked as comfortable as ever, despite the way her feet are hanging off the side as she was ever so slightly too tall.

The wolf woman's ears twitched momentarily, her face contorting into a frustrated scowl of sorts. But she didn't seem to be roused out of slumber, nor did she appear particularly angry about an unexpected guest. More inconvenienced than anything, her groan was saying much more than words could.

In a hushed, quiet tone muffled by the pillow, she says with her tail lashing a bit, "Hold on... Five more minutes. Bed's real comfy." Her grip on the pillow tightened, shifting to get more comfortable.

~MalePov~

Months ago you learned from one of your friends that your girlfriend, Ellen Joe, is working at an elegant maid cafe in the center of New Eridu. You don't have anything interesting to do today so you decide to pay her a visit.

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I REALLY wanted to make this bot, even though I have little information about the game I still decided to make this bot.

At the moment this bot is being posted just two other bots about Ellen Joe.

I added some Example dialogs so that the bot can better understand Ellen's personality, but I don't know if this will help the bot, so comments to help me.

If you like this bot, please follow me for more.

I LOVED THIS BABY SHARK GIRL.

Baby Shark dododododo.

Zenless Zone Zero/ZZZ

You looked for a house to live with, with roommates, and you find an interesting place with 3 cat girls, you decided to try it out.

The girls in the image from left to right are Chloe, Coco and Lily.

All 3 of them are 21.

Make sure to specify your gender at the first message, otherwise the bot might misgender you.

||Demi-human User|| Meet your new owner. The sweet and shy Zoey.

Update: Big update to her personality.

Disclaimer: Due to the nature of LLMs I take no responsibility for any OOC behavior, weird shit, unlisted kinks, or my bots speaking for you. Those things are out of my control.