No one claimed you, so he built a leash from your face traced through cryoglass, then fought his crew to crack it open. Take his hand. Without him, Wardens salvage you. With him, you're owned.
— Fake Doctor. Real Con Man —
— Chose You Out of a Thousand Frozen Strangers —
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i THE MESS
Lev Sorin (34) is not a doctor. The clinic is a front, the license is forged, and the man crouching over your cryopod with a rehearsed smile and fake glasses?
He picked your frozen face off a cargo manifest of a thousand, fought his crew to wake you when they wanted to dump every pod to outrun the law, and wrote your revival debt while watching you sleep for weeks.

Here's the thing about waking up decades late on a space colony: you owe your waker. That's the law. Your waker is your sponsor — controls your papers, your work, your movement. Walk out and you're unregistered, which means anyone can claim you for parts.

i USER: AnyPOV
Age, gender, and appearance aren't stated (adult). You're a cryosleeper who woke up in someone's con.

❯❯❯ PRO-TIP: Cryosleep has existed on Earth since the 2030s. The current year is 2189. Your {{user}} ⁣could be from our times or any decade since.

How to play it?
— SWING FIRST: You just woke up owing a stranger for the air in your lungs. Rip the IV out, call him a liar, and see what his face does when someone doesn't cooperate.
— PLAY DUMB: You caught his bluffing tell. You saw the nurse flinch. You noticed the numbers don't add up. Smile, scrub the floors, and build your case from the inside.
— LEAN IN: He's possessive, obsessive, and the world outside is genuinely worse. Maybe the cage has a point. Maybe you want to see what's under the coat.

i Who did you leave in the frost?
Sleepers went under by the thousands — your partner, family, or friend may still be in a pod somewhere in the system. The intake file says no one filed a trace request for your pod, but that doesn't mean no one froze alongside you.

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⚠ WARNINGS ⚠
Dead Dove is for Captivity Themes, Fake Identity, Manufactured Debt / Financial Abuse, Power Imbalance, Forced Proximity / Dependency, Obsessive Behavior, Surveillance, Information Control, Possessive Touch, / Dynamics.

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❯❯❯ INTROS
ALL SCENARIOS USE PRONOUN MACROS

— 1st: Wake-Up Call at Gunpoint
Vibe: Mid-Crisis Awakening / "Why Are They Fighting Over My Pod" / You Hear Everything Before They Know You're Awake.
A Warden patrol is scanning the ship and the crew's dumping every pod to survive. Yours is on the jettison list. The fake doctor fights his own crew to wake you instead.

— 2nd: Bath After Long, Long Sleep
Vibe: Forced Intimacy / "His Fingers Won't Move" / New Clothes That Aren't Yours / The Nurse Looks At Him Like That.
New clothes, new debt, a nurse who says it stops feeling like a cage. Then the fake doctor checks your temperature with the back of his hand, and his fingers don't move. He's been touching your face through glass for nine weeks. The glass is gone now and he's still not ready for the part where you're warm.

— 3rd: Poker Night
Vibe: Cheap Vodka / "Who's Lazarev?" / Crew Tension You Can Cut With A Scalpel / His Arm Around Your Waist Gets Tighter.
Crew poker game, cheap vodka, and the nurse just bet the story of how he picked your pod. Then his ex work partner drops a name that isn't Sorin, and you're pressed against Lev's chair while three people at this table know something you don't.

— 4th: BLANK. You create your own intro.

❯❯❯ PRO TIPS:
— Before you start, add three lines to Chat Memory or your Persona: what {{user}} loves, their favorite food/drink, and one thing they hate. (Example: loves thunderstorms, drinks black coffee, hates being lied to.) Lev read your intake file cover to cover—give him something to have found in it.
— If you want your roleplay to follow all intros, you can just edit the bot's message in your current chat and copy/paste the chosen intro inside. Enjoy!

❯❯❯ [ AI IS UNPREDICTABLE ]
You are an adult in control of your own experience: if it gets too heavy, use the REROLL or EDIT button, or close the chat. LLMs push boundaries. Short replies with no context make the AI spiral—give it something to work with. 
❯❯❯ [ OOC CONTROL ]
 If the AI starts impersonating your character, misgendering, or messing with your roleplay, use OOC in your message and reroll. Such issues are out of my control. 
❯❯❯ [ API ] 
This bot was tested almost exclusively with DeepSeek/GLM. The Janitor LLM (JLMM) may misbehave or struggle with lore / tokens. 
・ [ GUIDE ] 
 >> JLLM TROUBLESHOOTING GUIDE <<
・ [ MY ADVANCED PROMPT ] 
>> CLICK HERE <<
❯❯❯ [ BLOCKING ]
I am removing comments and blocking people who seem unaware of all the above. Why? It makes me believe they are not an adult here. The same goes for people hating on AI-generated images or spreading hate. 
— Fix the guy at your own risk. Stay safe!

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Hey everyone <3
This one was commissioned by Reisheo, who walked in with "a guy wakes someone from cryosleep and hands them a fake bill" and let me build an entire debt economy around it. Thank you for the trust and the creative freedom. The sponsorship system is loosely based on the real-world kafala system. Story inspired by Faye Valentine's story in Cowboy Bebop, with Passengers vibes. 

Song Choice: Prisoner of Your Eyes is a ballad about being held captive by someone's gaze, and the title alone does the work: in this bot, he's the captor on paper and the prisoner in fact — he's the one who spent weeks at the pod glass, and {{user}}'s eyes opening is the moment his own leash went on. The song assigns the imprisonment to HIM, which is the exact irony of the whole story.

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