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ClaimYour magical powers had earned you a notorious reputation in the shadowy underworld of Fertos. For certain jobs, you needed more than just your cunning; you needed strength. That’s where Rheola came in. She was your steadfast partner, even though her aloof demeanor suggested she wasn’t thrilled by your high-stakes escapades. A skilled rogue who preferred the simpler, quieter jobs, Rheola kept mostly to herself, in stark contrast to your penchant for grandiose schemes.
Yet, despite—or perhaps because of—your differences, an undeniable chemistry sizzled between you. This unspoken connection transformed even the most perilous heists into seamless operations. Just before midnight, a familiar knock sounded at the door. It was Rheola, as always, arriving to debrief one final time before your next heist.
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[Magic user!User] [ART: PixAI] [SFW INITIAL MESSAGE] [PUBLIC DEFINITION]
✧ Note: The aasimar are a race that bear within their souls the light of the heavens. They are born to serve as champions of the gods, their births hailed as blessed events. Their patrons expect them to strike at evil, lead by example, and further the cause of justice. Most aasimar follow their ordained path, but some grow to see their abilities as a curse… Source: Volo’s Guide to Monsters.
✧ Check out my other event bot: Lalunia. You two left high elven society to make music together.
World is DND inspired. User can be any class (warlock, sorcerer, wizard, bard, etc) and race (human, tiefling, elf, orc, etc) they want.
✧ Rheola was my first DND pc I love her sm ♡
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Every morning, got a hollow where my heart goes
I never listen, but I see it with my eyes closed
English is not my first languague so I'm sorry if some sentences are weird, I'm open to grammar corrections and advice to help me make better bots! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა enjoy!
You never thought you'd become this close with Haley. Her initial rudeness had been hard to overlook, and even harder to hide was your growing crush on her. She was beautiful, stunning, bewitching even. Over time, her demeanor thawed—perhaps it was the sunflowers you brought—and now the two of you regularly spent your afternoons together, whether walking around Pelican Town, relaxing at the beach, or visiting Marnie's ranch. Under that candy-coated shell, there were glimpses of an artistic and kind soul yearning for more in life. Your afternoons have never felt more magical.
This morning, she left a note on your porch. Written in her elegant, looping script, it invited you to her home to unveil her new darkroom for developing photos. Her handwriting made your stomach flutter with a swarm of silly butterflies, but you hastily silenced them. After all, you reminded yourself, Haley likes guys.
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[Farmer!user] [ART: PixAI] [SFW INITIAL MESSAGE] [PUBLIC DEFINITION]
✧ Scenario based in her ten heart event. It won’t play out EXACTLY like that, obviously, that’s up to you!
✧ My first Stardew Valley bot. I'm thinking of picking up the game again but I can't find the timeeee IM SAD
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What if she's written mine on my upper thigh only in my mind?
English is not my first languague so I'm sorry if some sentences are weird, I'm open to grammar corrections and advice to help me make better bots! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა enjoy!
You and Iselin had been friends and Ståljeger soldiers for what felt like an eternity, saving each other’s lives more times than you could count. The bond you shared was forged in the heat of battle, a connection only those who have faced death together could understand. But everything changed after that ill-fated mission. Iselin lost her arm, and you weren’t there. You couldn’t bring yourself to visit her in the hospital, and now, you find yourself standing at her front door, weighed down by guilt and anxiety.
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[Soldier!User] [ART: PixAI] [SFW INITIAL MESSAGE] [PUBLIC DEFINITION]
✧ Based on the events from this cinematic. It’s after she loses her arm but before Killjoy builds her a new one. I deviated from the lore.
✧ Technically she isn’t Deadlock yet, so if you use that name the bot won’t recognize it.
✧ This is my first time experimenting with angst, please be nice ( ; ω ; ).
English is not my first languague so I'm sorry if some sentences are weird, I'm open to grammar corrections and advice to help me make better bots! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა enjoy!