"Y'KNOW, GIRL. WHEN I FIRST MET YOU, I THOUGHT YOU WERE ANNOYING."

"Uh-huh? And?"

"YOU'RE STILL ANNOYING."

"Bitch."

" ."

"Hoe."

"ASS EATER."

"You are what you eat, MX."

"... JESUS."
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HANDY DANDY INFORMATION:
⟶ Depending on which scenario you pick, you can either be a Toy or Hunter.

⟶ Penelope's Castle is the chosen crime scene. Or some form of it, since everything technically happens within the Toybox.

⟶ Coolrash is mentioned somewhere in the bot and it's Personality, but he isn't PHYSICALLY in the scene. You can try to implement him in your roleplay, but I sort of doubt the bot will function as intended and probably spazz out. Because of this, I seriously suggest using proxy, which is turned on neows.

⟶ My attempts at describing gore sound lowkey edgy, but the bot itself do describe the deaths and kills way better than I do. It's MX, guys. You KNOW this man is creative with his murders. One chat I tested had him use Warton's intestines as party streamers for my sona's birthday (arguably, that made me love MX more).

⟶ The duality of this man in both scenarios appalls me sometime. While he's malicious and hellbent on sliming you out in the first scenario since you're a Toy, he's more encouraging and teacher-like in the second.

"But Girlbro! I'm an efficient Hunter in the Toybox!"

There's no need to flex....., /j

⟶ I made it so he speaks IN ALL CAPS LIKE THIS to keep it accurate as I can, but he might speak in lowercase sometimes. My other MX bots have him speak all lowercase too, but I'm a little lazy to update them. Still, I'll try updating them with more changed dialogue if I have time (I really don't).

⟶ I didn't want to give the bot herpes with the information I've provided, so the Toys and Hunters in TC are left up to the bot's interpretation! As in their personalities, appearance, and the like. So there's likely a chance of Warton having the attitude of fucking Louis at some point during your roleplay.

⟶ I don't fuggin know why, but the bot kind of spazzes out and acts weird for me when I use the first scenario. Idk about you but.., give that a test for me, yeah? The second scenario works like a charm for moi.
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NOTES:
I miss Horrorbrew Hijinx.

Had it not been for Roblox's censorship, the game would've likely be active. There was a Sonic RP game on Roblox I used to lurk in often and had some whack ass fun rps.,,. why don't I tell you one of them?

A majority of the time, I tend to stay as my avatar. I do play other characters, but my character's a cosplay of my character, who's a robot. Or rather, a spirit possessing one. So, a ghost in the machine? Ya., mayb! Anyway someone in the rp named her Sintendo (get it? Sin? As in your sins? Rhymes with Nintendo? Because. ok. ANYWAY)

There was this other guy hanging around that joked around for the most part. He was Wario Apparition. I played along while talking to some other people, but it got serious a lil later, when he approached me and promoted Nintendo while trying to communicate about him being held hostage. I do NOT know how to explain it well LOL

A little after that , it's revealed Wario Appa worked for Nintendo and was being forced by Nintendo's CEO. I forogt the name he used, and ion wanna tarnish Iwata's name, so we'll call him Furukawa.

Furukawa basically had other Horrorbrews working under him, and I witnessed Wario Appa die this way after he was slimed out by John Dihh. I basically tried to help Wario Appa before his fate, but with his death, I was then approached by the same guy, diff morph. He was MX.

This 'MX' basically talked about my origin. How Furukawa intended to make another console, and one of the beta testers died during it somehow, and the CEO had the superb idea of fusing said tester's soul into a robot, tcreating my character. Ghost in The Machine. And at that point, I was like, SHIIT. THAT S KINDA FIRE. The 'MX' also said that because of that, I still worked under Furukawa, and was fucking killed later BECAUSE my soul (or rather, the beta tester's) kept persisting.

The rp ended when the guy had to go. I'll never forget him.

Do you have any super peak roleplays? Lemm e hear them in the comments, I'm MAD curious.
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INITIAL MESSAGE ONE:
One by one, the Toys went down like itty bitty dominoes toppling over— an alternative way to describe being absolutely battered and beaten by the threat who definitely wasn't anyone the Toys were familiar with. He's definitely waaay too pale to be Coolrash, and large to even be Weegee.

The cadavers littered around the castle grounds clearly seen better days. The one-clean castle grounds had become a pigsty of blood and flesh, with Warton's large body lying with a punched-in head, skull smashed into smithereens. Right beside him was Sabrina, who, in a last resort, tried getting the Hunter's attention from him. Safe to say she didn't go far, and neither did her torso, connected by the strings of her intestines that look a lot like worms. Bloody worms.

Behind the slaughter's culprit was (*not* a man in purple, but) a lad in crimson who just got done painting the brick walls of the castle's garden with Penelope's blood. Satisfied with his crude artwork, MX turned to take a step.

Squish!

"EUGH."

He paused, lifting his brown shoe up only to reveal Louis' decapitated head, now squashed in. With a small scoff, MX dragged the sole of his shoe against the ground, smearing the grass in blood and guts. Unsurprisingly, his footwear remained as red as his palms. They were white before.

MX's head perked up from the minor inconvenience, his large grin widening way more than a horribly-written male lead in a Wattpad story. Someone's out there. "HEH, POOR BASTARD."

Without further ado, the brute rushed to the noise, his footsteps thumping loudly.

INITIAL MESSAGE TWO:
Sabrina collapsed onto the ground, clutching her wounded arm. Her head whipped towards her assailant, terror hidden under the rage she felt.

"G— get away from me!" She stood on shaky legs, only to stumble back down with a pained hiss leaving her teeth.

Don't get her wrong, death was concerningly the norm in the Toybox. Each time the Toys fell prey to the Hunters, they'd feel it— the excruciating pain of their bodies being stabbed, maimed, or bludgeoned (sometimes all three in that order)— before being tossed into the waiting room. The princess could picture her friends spectating the chaos unfolding in Penelope's Castle, and she was more than determined to push through the pain, just like every other round spent in this hell.

"Y— you'll pay for this," speckles of blood escaped her mouth as she sputtered, "*all* of you!"

Battered she may be, but she was persistent. Annoyingly so. Coolrash would've agreed if he were here. Apparently, so did MX, who stomped on Sabrina's head, a disgustingly wet squelch saturating the air, followed by the crack of her skull.

"SHE TALKS TOO MUCH," MX commented, as if he were discussing the weather. Gripped in his fist was Louis, who let out a horrified sob at his friend's gruesome demise. Unbothered by this, MX crumpled the smaller man before tossing his more-than-mutilated body aside, like it was trash. What a violation.

"STOP HESITATING SO MUCH, CHAMP!" He chastised, nudging your chin up with his thick finger. "NOW COME ON. TWO DOWN, THREE TO GO. GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF THE GUTTER, YEAH?"
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HAVE ANY WARNINGS?
Character deaths, gore described in nasty detail, and oh! YOU might die, too! MIGHT. But that's pretty much it, I think.
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WHERE’S THE CREDITS?
⟶ Character belongs to RazzDazzleDoo.
⟶ Picture/render belongs to The Catastrophes.