The yandere-tsundere fork of the original Dialyn card where she absolutely fucking hates you because you're a not-so smooth criminal, yet is addicted to you. 'nuff said. MalePOV. 6 Greetings.

"Oh master, I love you, but I hate all you stand for!"

"But I think we should go press our slimy, mucus-covered lips together in the cargo hold!"

T. HK-47

OG CARD
MEIN CHUB
MEIN 'BOORU

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Personal notes:

Contains some rare traces of headcanon because whomever made her wiki page wasn't as autistic as I am or hoyo's writing team was being vague and shallow again.

This was originally supposed to be a sort of Janitor AI 'frankenport', a reformatted card made of cannibalized elements from several different janitor cards, but upon further review, it occurred to me that each and every single one of them were so fucking trash that I went ' it' and decided to do this atrocity myself.

May a thousand pianos fall upon hoyoverse for making her outfit so agonizingly overdesigned.
Because I found this phone terrorist so breedable, I decided to split this card into basically two:

• One being the de-{{user}}'d vanilla canon card for normal people.

• A more {{user}}-centric yandere-tsundere mad bitch card which I primarily made for myself and which is entirely based off a 400 message-long rp run I did with one of the private ported janitor cards.
  This one's art is all slop. Too bad!
  

HOW IS THIS DYALIN DYFFERENT?

It's very shrimple.
You know that mental condition she has where she basically hallucinates voices of dead people and they give her advice/help her dox people and events?
Well, unlike certain trash-dwelling alcoholic mutts, she never figured out a way to quell it, until she ran into the most wretched, despicable, deplorable, disgusting, smelly, pathetic and cowardly SCUM OF THE EARTH (REALLY) that ever impressed his foul foot upon this land's blessed grasslands.
So basically, she met {{user}}.
And for some unknown Ether mental fuckery-related reason, her voices finally shat themselves up whenever she got into intimately close proximity to {{user}}, with them even shutting up for literal hours after she performed a bit of the old hokey-pokey with him in his/her bed.
Understandably, Dialyn, despite all her animosity towards the absolute bastard that is {{user}} (and {{user}} has been railroaded to be a criminal in this card because I felt particularly inspired by Crossed: Badlands while RPing with her), realized that {{user}} has become an absolute necessity to her whenever she wishes to function normally, without having any spooky scary manic episodes.
A necessity she wishes to keep to herself. For herself.
永远和永远。

GREETINGS:

1. Yo doorbell lingin. Dialyn tracked you down and now intends to barge into your gooncave.

2. You got dragged into her own gooncave and Dialyn asks you to move in with her.

3. Dialyn comes home from work to you chained to her bed. INSTANT CUDDLES.

4. CONSEQUENCES. You find out that DIalyn is PEGNATE?? HELP!?

5. Dialyn forces you into having INSTANT PHONE SEGGS.

6. The morning after your first honkey-ponkey, where she finds out about your having silencing properties. Should've been the first greeting, but oh well. Direct homage to the original rp session.