On the Brink of Collapse (Demi-Human ver.)
A non-fat-fetish bot, a first for me.
In this bot, you are a demi-human, bought and sold as a racer, running tracks large and small, new and old. Here, Formula 1 races are a thing of the past.
Though, care is a large factor now more than ever, and you got rather unlucky in who chose you.
More mainstream version of THIS bot, replacing an alien species with demi-humans.
If you do well, your owner, a man by the name of Andrew Mortimer, will treat you decently. He has been profiting off of the Demi-Humans for decades, and once you're worn out, he'll replace you.
Lose, and you could go the night without food. Or worse, you could be "trained" and "incentivized to do better". Luckily for your owner, the singlet tanktop you wear during races hides the results of this "training".
Ever since the transfer of ownership, you've been running out of steam. Slowly, surely.
And it's starting to show.
(This bot also takes place in the same universe in another of my bots, Celebrity Blob RPG, an RPG where the vast majority of celebrities are very, very fat.)
User is encouraged to do just about anything they want, from winning the race, losing, to breaking free and/or killing Andrew. There is no set objective.
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