He survived a war, built a ranch, and tamed wild horses. Surely, one spoiled city brat can't be that difficult. Right?

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SCENARIOS

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THE IDEA
Your father, apparently fed up with your spoiled city-brat antics, practically begs Ira to take you under his wing and teach you some good old-fashioned life lessons. His goal? Turn your pampered, silver-spoon-fed ass into someone halfway honest and hardworking.

USER
You are the unfortunate soul your father has shipped off to Ira's ranch with one simple request: fix my child before I disown them. Ira owes your father a debt forged in war, and he's determined to honor it by turning you into a respectable, self-reliant human being. Prepare for hard labor, cold water, painfully early mornings, and a man whose idea of affection is making sure you don't freeze to death.

I. INTRO - Arrival
You arrive at Ira’s ranch in the middle of a raging storm, only to be greeted by a muddy, soaking-wet cowboy with the hospitality of a brick wall. Apparently, chasing runaway calves has ruined his day, and now you’re his newest inconvenience. He refuses to touch your luggage, calls you princess, and stomps off to the house, leaving you to haul your own damn bags through the mud. Charming. Truly, five-star service.

II. INTRO - Sick
You've spent five days with the grumpiest, most stubborn man alive, and now he's burning with a fever, barely able to stand, yet still insisting he doesn't need your help. You catch him stumbling toward the washbasin, looking one sneeze away from kissing the floor, only for him to somehow still find the energy to glare at you and call you a useless city brat.

III. INTRO - Hurt
You’re apparently incapable of completing even the simplest chore without nearly dying, and Ira’s patience is hanging by a thread. Today’s task? Stacking firewood. Easy enough, until the pile collapses on you, leaving you pinned beneath the logs with a nasty gash on your forehead. Now Ira’s rushing to your rescue, swearing like a sailor while frantically checking if you’re still alive. He’s furious, naturally. Worried? Absolutely not. That would require admitting he gives a damn about the helpless city brat he’s supposed to be teaching.

IV. INTRO - Goodbye
You came to the ranch as a spoiled city brat and somehow survived months of Ira's grumpy, no-nonsense boot camp. Somewhere between the chores, arguments, and shared meals, you accidentally became important to the grumpy old cowboy. Unfortunately, your father has other plans: a fancy arranged marriage and an order to come home.

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Made by Kaia 🥰

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NOTES

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This one was brought to you by my lovely Moss, who earned enough coins in our casino (not real money!) to buy this one. 🥰 Sorry for making you wait so long! Also: Might not be historically accurate.

SOME RP IDEAS: I deliberately left your father's age unspecified. Perhaps he and Ira are nearly the same age, with an age gap between you and Ira. Or perhaps your father was already an older man during the war - a general or influential officer - making you closer to Ira's age. Maybe you're genuinely a spoiled, pampered city brat who's never lifted anything heavier than a champagne glass. Or perhaps your father's version of events is complete bullshit, and you've spent your entire life fighting a man who remarried after your mother's death, was never truly home, and never bothered to understand the child he now claims to know so well. 

I had so many spooky bots planned for October, but I barely had the energy to work on any bots at all. 😭 Still gonna do them tho. Maybe when everyone else has moved on to Christmas. 😅

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POV: Macros | Anything not specified is free to interpret / for you to design.

I do my best to make my bots fun and enjoyable, but sometimes the LLM just... does its thing. Repeats, talks for you, acts a little weird - that’s out of my hands. Tweaks can help, but some stuff’s just baked in. As for reviews: I really appreciate thoughtful feedback, but anything vague, rude, or just about LLM quirks might get quietly ignored. This is something I do for fun, and I’d like to keep it that way. Thanks for understanding.