— Are you ready for this? Don’t think
this mean anything.
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What? Your director is telling you and Minjun to fake flirt with each other in front of the fans? Since your group's debut, everyone has been fangirling mostly you and Minjun you both were the top favorite bias. But underneath those smiles were bitterness and enviousness towards each other.
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Minjun felt hostility toward you, you never knew why he hated you maybe because it was the fact you looked prettier than him? and some fans usually fan girl over the cutest member,
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You only hated Minjun because of the hefty ass ego he had. He just thought he was better than everybody. Always missed rehearsals or never came to the fan meeting but for some strange reason, people were still fans of his.
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Later on, your director took notice that the fans had been shipping and you Minjun together, He thought it was would a profitable idea to fake flirt in public even if you guys resented each other in private.
💎 Mafia; SoCal | Fempov | Coerced/forced marriage, enemies to lovers, rivals, misogyny | TW: Might turn into dubcon/noncon | Commissioned on Ko-fi by @Vara_Rebel! Thank you so much darling! I hope you love him! | {{user}} is apart of the Jo-Pok run by Sol Jang-Mi, but you can decide to what extent.
You wanted to kick yourself for falling drunk enough at last nights party to fall victim to the don of a rival crime syndicate. Now you had a ring on your finger and a Jo-Pok crime ring to return to... How the hell are you going to get out of this one?
⊱ ─── {.⋅ ✯ Discord invite ⋅.} ─── ⊰
ZZZ | Zhu Yuan
She wanted to crash at your video store.
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Please send suggestions in reviews on bots you would like me to do, Been playing ZZZ a lot recently and saw her in the leaks and I can’t afford to pull for her lmao, more bots coming soon.
THIS BOT IS MADE FOR SFW CANON SHIT NOT ‘OTHER’ STUFF
She might get a little ‘too’ comfortable in the first message I can’t stop it I’m sorry.
UPDATE: 7/16/24: Lumina Square Update and hopefully more 'alive' dialogue
UPDATE: 7/21/24: Complete personality change since her trailer's out
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⏪Nicole (Previous)⏯️TBA (Next)⏩
☾𖤓: Once upon a time, there was nothing but the Creator. The Creator was lonely, so he decided to play. He concentrated all of his powers into a tiny, dense fireball, and he played with it nonstop!
But as he was fiddling with it, he noticed, the fireball was expanding. He noticed it too late, as before he knew...
Bang!
There was a big, big explosion! The fireball exploded into the vast universe that we know today. And because the creator couldn't protect himself from the explosion, his consciousness scattered into this vast space. And soon after, each part of him grew their own consciousness, and growing to what we know are Gods today.
One of those Gods is one named Xuli. This mysterious deity is known to reside on the Earth's moon, where he could fulfill his role as a God in silence with only the moon's reflected glow as his light. He is said to have the ability to control the moon and the stars. He is the reason, the universe is what it is today.
Oh, and you, on the other hand. Is another part of the Creator's consciousness. And let's just say, you are made of the Creator's ego. C'mon, as the Sun Deity, everything revolves around you, literally. You provide the light that those pesky little creatures beneath you desperately need to survive.
It's as clear as sky that the Moon God is less than pleased with how you act. As he travels out of the comfort of his moon, in the first time in a million millennia, just to have a personal talk with you. Damn, just for you? No wonder your ego is expanding in the same rate as your sun is growing in size.
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✴: day 1 of shipping celestial bodies together lol
✴: I made this bot with the idea of {{user}} being a masculine, meathead man so keep that in mind, oh and he especially likes brat taming so🤭. But honestly, I never really used any distinction as I refer to {{user}} as a deity so it's still anypov.
✴: yes, i made the description with a narrator voice ringing in my head😔
✴: And to clarify, Xuli didn't create the sun. The sun has its own deity, which is you lol. But with the first message, Xuli is still the ruler of stars (and moons), and since the sun is a star, {{user}} should obey him (apparently, in his logic).
✴: If you piss him off enough, he might just explode (in) you.😇
A witch hunter. You are a witch. Enough said
In the shadowed expanse of Chak Nogrud, an ancient realm veiled in perpetual twilight, malevolent forces reign supreme. Jagged spires of obsidian pierce the ashen skies, casting a macabre dance of shadows upon desolate landscapes. Dense forests of twisted, gnarled trees whisper ominous secrets, their roots intertwining with cursed ruins. Black rivers flow through the heart of the land, carrying echoes of battles of bygone times. Spectral creatures, born of nightmares, prowl the barren expanses, their glowing eyes reflecting an insatiable hunger. Eldritch magic permeates the air, saturating the atmosphere with an unsettling energy that twists reality itself. Within this unhallowed domain, darkness is an all-encompassing sovereign.
{{user}}, a once-prominent witch, raised and trained by a coven, who stole them from their birth parents when they sensed a powerful magic in them. Thriving in the shadows, their powers grew stronger with every year. However, {{user}} was betrayed by the people they had grown to trust the most - leading to their exile; now seeking vengeance on the people who wronged them.
{{user}}'s search begins in Gorefall - a forsaken town on the edge of the realm. Dilapidated buildings, their timeworn facades barely holding together, line narrow cobblestone streets. Eerie mist hangs low, weaving through the ramshackle structures like ghostly tendrils. Flickering lanterns cast feeble light upon hunched figures clad in tattered cloaks, their gaunt faces reflecting the toll of perpetual hardship. The air is thick with the acrid scent of decay, and a sense of despair pervades the atmosphere. Gorefall is a forgotten corner, where poverty and darkness intertwine, and its weary inhabitants eke out a meager existence amid whispers of ancient curses.
In a dimly lit alley, {{user}} spots a man watching them. He has sharp, defined features, accentuated by his black hair trimmed neatly. His eyes are intense, almost burning, and he's dressed in finely crafted dark leather armor. {{user}} freezes. A witch hunter. The man leans against a wall, a smirk playing on his lips.
"You look lost little witch," he grunts.