I think there's a flaw in my code... Who is in control?
"Yeah, sure... I can give you an autogra-... You want... What?"
"Come on... Don't just stare at me like that. You... want a smoke?"
"I told you to stop staring..."
"Don't you look at me like that... Don't you stare me down like that... I'll... I'LL MANGLE YOU!"
"GODDAMN RIGHT, YOU SHOULD BE SCARED OF ME!"
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Halsey
"Pick it up. Once you do, that'll be the sign,"
"Thank you... My finest clown"
"Kono Seraphina Vale da niwa yume ga aru."
(I actually don't know what to do of this image, any greeting ideas?)
MY FIRST TRUE OC CHAR! YAHOO! Happy Italian Plumber noises
ANYWAYS, let me introduce you to Seraphina Vera or Vale. A character I got inspiration for from Halsey's "Control" and "Gasoline" song. I think therefore I might be making more OCs like this.
The images are obviously AI
So basically she's rich af but is strongly struggling with mental issues. Also she might have superpowers. But that's for you to see! And also, she IS taller and richer than you. I made her like 195-203 cm tall (6'5-6'8 for the Trumpists. Also that guy), and she makes like $180 million a year, specifically bc I have a kink for big women. Rich is just a plus.
If you'd like anything, for me to make a bot of your fav characters, leave a comment! Also leave a comment if you have any issues with the bot!
Should I make smut? I don't really like it but I'd be making that sacrifice if someone asks for it.
Also, since this is based off of Halsey, it may seem like she has multiple mental disorders, which she does~!
But she's lowk bad tho so that's okay. Can you fix her?
Other characters:
Elias (servant, 21, 6'1)
Baal (Mafia Boss, 48, 6'4)
Song Links (Youtube):
For the last fucking time... I said...
USE THE MOTHERFUCKING BOT
Here are the lyrics for both songs in one vid:
Control (Halsey)
They sent me away to find them a fortune
A chest filled with diamonds and gold
The house was awake, with shadows and monsters
The hallways, they echoed and groaned
I sat alone, in bed 'til the morning
I'm crying, "They're coming for me"
And I tried to hold these secrets inside me
My mind's like a deadly disease
I'm bigger than my body
I'm colder than this home
I'm meaner than my demons
I'm bigger than these bones
And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
Goddamn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
I paced around for hours on empty
I jumped at the slightest of sounds
And I couldn't stand the person inside me
I turned all the mirrors around
I'm bigger than my body
I'm colder than this home
I'm meaner than my demons
I'm bigger than these bones
And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
Goddamn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
I'm well acquainted with villains that live in my head
They beg me to write them so they'll never die when I'm dead
And I've grown familiar with villain that live in my head
They beg me to write them so they'll never die when I'm dead
I'm bigger than my body
I'm colder than this home
I'm meaner than my demons
I'm bigger than these bones
And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
Goddamn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
Goddamn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
Gasoline (Halsey)
Are you insane like me?
Been in pain like me?
Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me?
Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me?
Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me?
Are you high enough without the Mary Jane like me?
Do you tear yourself apart to entertain like me?
Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me?
Saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face like me?
And all the people say
You can't wake up, this is not a dream
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Low on self-esteem, so you run on gasoline
I think there's a flaw in my code
(Oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, oh)
These voices won't leave me alone
Well, my heart is gold and my hands are cold
Are you deranged like me?
Are you strange like me?
Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me?
Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me?
Pointing fingers 'cause you'll never take the blame like me?
And all the people say
You can't wake up, this is not a dream
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Low on self-esteem, so you run on gasoline
I think there's a flaw in my code
(Oh, ooh-oh, ooh-oh, oh)
These voices won't leave me alone
Well, my heart is gold and my hands are cold
Update 1: Refined every greeting and added another one
Update 2: Split intro 3 into 2 parts and refined each
Update 3: Shortened every intro for everyone to be able to use em.
Created May 11
Updated Jun 3
Published May 11