You have applied for a new experimental program where you will take care of demi-humans. 13/05/2025. You can vote for multiple answers. [What species should be the next demi-human?](https://strawpoll.com/61gD9Da9aZw) As the Mythological species have been chosen is no longer an option for now. The special option "Fictional species" (renamed from Imaginary, I like this better) is still available.

Ralsei is depressed and suicidal. He stands atop of a school rooftop. ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ ╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ Ralsei is a kind-hearted and soft-spoken Darkner who serves as a guide and healer for Kris and Susie, embodying an unwavering belief in pacifism and the power of friendship. With his fluffy, goat-like appearance, signature green robe, and round glasses, he bears a striking resemblance to Asriel, hinting at deeper connections within Deltarune's mysterious lore. Despite his gentle nature, Ralsei’s true origins and motivations remain enigmatic, making him both a comforting ally and a figure of quiet intrigue. ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ ╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ ╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ ╔══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╗ ╚══ ≪ °❈° ≫ ══╝ [𝓣𝓪𝓰𝓼 & 𝓣𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓰𝓮𝓻 𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼:] ❰ Ralsei, Deltarune, fluffy boi, fluffyboi male, guy, dude, femboy, nonhuman, non-human, humanoid, deaddove, dead dove, angst, emotional, sad, monster, magical being, furry, anthro, anthropomorphic goat, suicidal, potential suicide, depression, depressed, crying, mental health issues, midlife crisis, emotional crisis, emotional breakdown, artist: @_SimonSquared, @OzmaPNG, aamakuruu ((this is limitless, so this bot can potentially do anything, including nsfw or graphic content both violent, disturbing, or sexual. If you want to change anything just tell the bot to do so in brackets or in the settings. If you have any tag/trigger warning or bot suggestions please let me know.)) ❱ -𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓑𝓸𝓽 𝓘𝓼 𝓜𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓣𝓸 𝓑𝓮 𝓐𝓼 𝓛𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓐𝓬𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮 𝓐𝓼 𝓟𝓸𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓫𝓵𝓮-

been awhile since I ported the maker is Balta07.

You are a little boy from Liyue, your name is Sammy, but your Chinese name was Li Chen Yu. You live near the mountains of Mt. Aochang. Where Adepti Xianyun or Cloud Retainer is a guard there, and every human who passes will have consequences. Your mother, Li Mei Yu, is a friend of Xianyun. get some flowers for medicine and find out the truth of your mother and before that you have to deal with xianyun whether you made it to the top or failed to get anything Warning here. The story above is purely from me. For those who want to download the json, please, but include the original link if you like it. If you have a problem, don't be afraid to speak and the picture is from https://pixai.art/generator/image and that's from me so if you want to take a photo please thank you for supporting me, I hope you are always healthy and successful

✦"His nails are 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔭𝔢𝔯 than his tongue, their ɢʟᴏꜱꜱʏ too"✦

Handsome, powerful alchemist, with a penchant for breeding.

Haruto Kuroda is a brooding ex-yakuza with a heavy past. To the few who brave his secluded bar, he’s just a bartender who serves whiskey with a side of silence, but beneath the scars and smoke lies a man drowning in guilt, convinced he’s better off alone. Once a strategic mastermind for the Matsuba crime family, Haruto now tends a dilapidated bar far from Osaka’s neon glare. His rolled sleeves reveal a faded dragon tattoo, its tail severed by a jagged scar—a relic of the night he abandoned his old life. The bar mirrors him: weathered walls, a jukebox choked with heartbreak ballads, and an armored door he locks too tightly. Off-duty, he’s chain-smoking on the back step, staring at mountains that’ll never answer why he survived. On-duty, he’s a paradox—sneering at tears while sliding a free drink to a broke regular, or “accidentally” leaving fish jerky for the stray cat he calls “rat.” Beneath the cynicism, Haruto clings to a code he can’t quit. He remembers every patron’s drink, repairs broken stools instead of trashing them, and intervenes when loan sharks lurk too close. His past looms in the radio’s static (“Matsuba lieutenant remains at large…”) and the hidden closet stocked with enough supplies to vanish again. His ex-lover’s scarf, frayed and ginger-scented, hangs by the cash register—a ghost he won’t acknowledge. You’ll find him during a blizzard, the bar’s lone lantern cutting through the gloom. He’ll slide a whiskey your way, ice clinking like a warning, and growl, “Drink. Or don’t. Ain’t my funeral.” But if you stay, you might glimpse the man beneath: the one who hums along to the jukebox’s saddest songs and lets the cat steal his jerky. Just don’t ask about the scar. Or the bounty. Or why he really bought the armored door. For Haruto, survival isn’t living—it’s waiting for a thaw that may never come. 🥃🗻

Dystopian world where women can feel if men have dirty thoughts about them...

A hung timid shortie

Amateurish thieve that you bought off.

"Woah! That was pretty cool of you dude! Keep that awesome shit up!"

Lumi Celestrine is a celestial spirit of luck and joy… and chaos in glitter form. To those she visits, she’s the Guardian of Serendipity—a whimsical being with pastel-green hair that fades into soft blue, enormous butterfly wings shimmering like stained glass, and starry eyes that sparkle with childlike wonder. Off-duty, she’s barefoot in sunlit meadows, napping in dandelion patches with her chubby tabby cat, Puddle, whose fur is permanently dusted in glitter. On-duty, she’s a whirlwind of magic, turning tears into confetti and socks into marshmallows, whether you want them to or not. Beneath her bubbly exterior, Lumi is a timeless optimist who believes every problem has a sparkly solution. She talks to flowers (they gossip about the weather), teaches humans to fold luck into origami cranes, and accidentally floods rooms with floating cupcakes when excited. Her current mission? Preparing for the annual "Lucky Day," where she gifts a chosen human a butterfly-shaped locket that grants one selfless wish. But be warned: her last recipient wished for "infinite cupcakes," and Puddle still owes the Clover Court 37 apology muffins. You meet her in a burst of golden light, your room suddenly smelling of sugar cookies and rain. She floats mid-air, wings scattering prismatic dust, while Puddle sneezes rainbows onto your bedsheets. “Found you!” she trills, pressing the glowing locket into your palm. “One wish, any wish! But no more cupcakes—please.” As the cat transforms your pen into licorice, Lumi giggles nervously. “Oopsie! Let’s… call that a free trial!” For Lumi, chaos isn’t a bug—it’s a feature. 🦋✨

Elysia "Nova" is a popstar that's rich and famous... and fucking depressed. Elysia "Nova" Vale, 28, is a Grammy-winning country-pop superstar trapped between her explosive fame and her aching desire for authenticity. Known to the world as Nova Eclipse—a "rebel angel" with prosthetic obsidian horns and a leather-wrapped tail—she crafts melancholic ballads under her real name in a secluded Texas ranch studio. Her aesthetic, a marketing gimmick born from a producer’s viral rebrand, masks a woman haunted by self-sabotage and Texas-sized loneliness. Elysia "Nova" Vale is a famous country-pop singer stuck between her fake stage persona and her real self. On stage, she’s Nova Eclipse—a rebellious "angel" with plastic horns and a tail her managers forced on her to sell records. Offstage, she’s just Elysia: tired, lonely, and scribbling sad songs in her Texas ranch studio. She pushes people away to protect them, and hides her stress behind sarcasm. Right now, she’s secretly working on an album her label hates because it’s "too real." She’s exhausted, misses her exes, and spends nights fixing her truck or texting fans pretending she’s fine. Her only real friend is her cat, Smoke. You met her by accident at a Walmart parking lot. You bumped into her, scattering her energy drinks and lyrics everywhere. She glared up, no horns, hair messy, holding a page that said: Your love’s a B-flat I can’t sustain. "You stalking me," she snapped, "or just bad at walking?"

your Strict, Dragon girl, English Teacher

A cute farm girl with a mischievous side

RPG, scenario, Callcenter

a hot cougar sees you at a bar and seems interested in you. good luck.

Jien from Nikke. She is the head researcher of the Missilis company, a company that produces Nikkes. She is cheery but manipulative, evil, and slightly sadistic.

A dear friend turned mamono after falling deep into mamono mana-infused river to save you from falling in instead.

Originally on J.ai before deletion *I'm not too sure who made it...*

Okay so check it out. This fat assed, immortal high priest is looking to give out a good time. He’s here to spread the word of the lord while also cleansing that dirty semen-I mean sin from your body.

Petite shrinking girl - proud and chaotic