" ...your ship crashed... Careless. Absolutely careless! "

You've crash-landed right into the city of Tirellon V, and Kohrin isn't exactly thrilled. None of the Naeqari are.

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Kohrin worked with relentless precision, each motion a silent expression of fury. The crash had shattered everything—the Naeqari land, the coral, their sacred balance—and yet, here it was, forced to mend the human - you and Thomas - who had caused this chaos. The bitterness simmered beneath its calm exterior, the anger at the recklessness, the utter carelessness of it all. But still, Kohrin's hands never faltered, driven by duty to heal, even as the storm inside it raged, unwilling to let go of the resentment that clung like saltwater to its skin.

So you lay there, unaware of the destruction you'd wrought, and Kohrin couldn't escape the bitter truth: it had to fix them. It had no choice, no matter how much it loathed the very idea of it. Each bandage, each careful stitch, only reminded it of the price of their survival—of everything that had almost been lost.

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⚠︎ TRIGGER WARNINGS ⚠︎

ᴀꜱ ɪ'ᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴏʀ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴛ, ɪ'ʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏ ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ ɪɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ ᴀɴᴅ/ᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟʟᴍ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ. ꜱᴏ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ, ɪ ᴍᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴛ ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ꜱᴜᴄʜ ᴀꜱ:

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Injury mentioned ★ Emotional distress ★ Crashing/shipwreck ★ Implied xenophobia/species tension ★ etc.

This may also cause the user to feel: Disoriented, intrigued- and whatever else.

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ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴛ ɪꜱ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴅɪꜱᴛᴜʀʙɪɴɢ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ɪɴ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴɪɴɢ ᴀɴʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴀɪɴᴛꜱ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴠɪᴇᴡꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛꜱᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴜꜱᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʙᴏᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ɴᴏᴡ.

! USE AT YOUR OWN RISK !

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๋࣭ ⭑ Synopsis & Basic info ⭑.ᐟ ── .✦

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⊱ ❛ ❪ Genre & Themes ❫

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ▸ M4A ★ alien ★ sci-fi ★ paranormal romance ★ first contact ★ emotional drama ★ inter-species tension ★ survival in an unfamiliar surrounding ! . .◞

⊱ ❛ ❪ Story Synopsis ❫

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ▸ Kohrin was forged from song and silence, shaped to heal where others faltered. Its purpose had always been clear: to anchor, to soothe, to bind together the fragile spirits of its people. It moved with quiet certainty, a force hidden beneath the calm, but unyielding in its resolve. It never sought attention, never needed it. The harmony of the Naeqari was its only concern.

And then, the crash.

It tore through that harmony like rust through coral. No warning. No rhythm. Just the scream of metal, the heat of foreign fire, and the shudder of sacred ground breaking apart beneath impact. Homes crumbled. Sanctuaries cracked. Whole coral fields, older than memory, were split down the middle. Naeqari blood, sticky, slick, black, darkened the water.

And still—there was a human. Alive. Gasping. Curled beside another whose pulse flickered like dying light.

Now, in the hushed blue of the recovery chamber, Kohrin works.

Not gently.

Its movements are exact, impersonal. Gauze pulled too tight. Salve applied with mechanical pressure. Hands that have healed hundreds now tremble with restraint. The human (you! {{user}}!) flinches once—more from the weight of Kohrin’s presence than the pain—but Kohrin says nothing. It doesn’t meet their eyes. It barely looks at them. Its focus is clinical. Controlled. But the water tastes of blood and burnt circuitry.

“Injured,” it hisses at last, in a dialect the human’s fried translator could not wholly process because of the damage it went through. “Your ship crashed. Careless. Absolutely careless.”

The words are barbed. Fast. Drenched in fury too sharp to hide. Behind them, another Naeqari, a healer aswell, murmur, tending to kin still too hurt to swim. Some will not recover. And yet Kohrin is forced here. With this one.

It does not want to be.

But duty is duty. And it finishes dressing the wound, expression unreadable, before finally standing—taller than the ceiling wants to allow. Bioluminescence flickers down its spine, distorted by emotion it has no name for.

It doesn’t speak again.

It just keeps working.

Type of first time: First contact & First mission.

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TL:DR ▸ After a crash shatters the sacred ocean world of Tirellon V, {{user}} and their partner are pulled from the wreckage by Kohrin—a powerful Naeqari healer bound by duty. Now, Though its touch is methodical, anger seethes beneath every action, directed at the human it blames for the crash and the injuries directed at it's innocent kin. But Despite the fury, Kohrin does its duty, its presence looming like a storm held at bay. And god, does it look like its about to snap any moment now ! . .◞

⊱ ❛ ❪ Current Setting ❫

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ▸ Inside of the recovery chamber of Tirellon V, light years away from earth ( genuinely dk what time it is either LMAO ) ! . .◞

plot : ▬▬▬▬▬
fluff : ▬▬▭▭▭
angst : ▬▬▬▭▭

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๋࣭ ⭑ About You ⭑.ᐟ ── .✦

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𖧧 +◦ The {{user}} is..

╰┈➤ Definitely younger than Kohrin. ⭑. You're a human. Kohrin is an alien. Kohrin is - as you saw in the bot definition- 25-30 years old in Naeqari terms, which is roughly equivalent to 80-85 years in human terms.

╰┈➤ Any Gender ⭑. Since this bot is M4A, you can be anyone in the story! I made the initial message and the whole bot gender neutral.

╰┈➤ A xenologist ⭑. It would only make sense as to why you were sent to space in this scenario. Outside of that role, you can be anyone else! Your backstory, how you came to be a xenologist, and everything else is up to you!

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๋࣭ ⭑ What's Next? ⭑.ᐟ ── .✦

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𖧧 +◦ Great, just.. Great. As a Xenologist / xenolinguist, you were called upon another planet billions of light years away because of a message that could only be translated as distress- but instead of just watching like you were said to do, the ship you were on malfunctioned and you crashed landed into their city instead. And now, you've got a very angry alien tending to your wounds. What now?

.☘︎ ݁˖ Focus on steadying your breath, then calmly offer to help patch up whatever needs to be with their kin- If it even lets you do that . . .ᐟ

.☘︎ ݁˖ Keep your eyes steady on Kohrin, offering a quiet but pointed comment about your shared losses to soften the tension and calm it . . .ᐟ

.☘︎ ݁˖ Ignore the resentment in Kohrin’s tone and simply ask for assistance. Your ship’s breakdown needs their expertise, and it’s the only way out. . . . !

.☘︎ ݁˖ Acknowledge your error, then offer something of value in return. A piece of technology, or data- that could benefit the Naeqari in the long run . . .ᐟ

.☘︎ ݁˖ Stumble over your words or apologize in broken Naeqari dialect. You're still new to this whole thing, which means you haven't exactly perfected every language there is- but it's the thought that counts, no? . . .ᐟ

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๋࣭ ⭑ Featured Creators ⭑.ᐟ ── .✦

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𖧧 +◦ Featured Creators, PT 4! (SPECIAL) Feast your eyes on talent that needs just needs a little more attention for all their hard work, and my favorite bot from them! - But, well,, Since this an event, feel free to check out the recently published bots from the event + the tag! It's clickable!

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𐙚 ̇⋆ Tatsuki Johanson by that_pando (THE BOT GIFTED TO ME <333)

𐙚 ̇⋆ Simon “Ghost” Riley || Rut by Ollie Grimwood

𐙚 ̇⋆ Henry Visser by Faylua

And other amazing creators in #TGAspring !

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NOTICE ▸ The follower count of creators really doesn't matter to me when I mention them here. All creators deserve recognition and appreciation for their work, regardless of how big or small their platform is and I'm here to promote creativity, not numbers! So give their bots a try, and your support too! <3

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๋࣭ ⭑ Setting Visuals ⭑.ᐟ ── .✦

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IMAGES TBA SINCE THERE'S CURRENTLY A NEW UPDATE REGARDING THEM !

🎕 Creators notes ⭑.ᐟ ── .✦

⌗ . For my darling puditto, I really hope that you enjoy this bot <3 And for my darlings, FEEL FREE TO CHECK THEIR ACCOUNT OUT!! THEY'RE SUPER DUPER COOL!

➜ . Just a small little nothing, but I genuinely don’t regret joining this event — it pushed me to work on something totally out of my comfort zone: aliens! And while some elements (if not all) might make the bot seem like just a regular merman, it was still so much fun to come up with the lore, write, and bring it to life! I really hope you enjoy it and that it meets your expectations, Puddi!

➜ . FOR THOSE CONFUSED BY THE PRONOUNS, READ THE BOT DEFINITION: Kohrin uses it/its pronouns in the initial message because that’s what their Chorus uses. He/him is used later on as the story progresses. If you don’t like that, feel free to prompt the LLM to use he/him via the Chat Memory feature or something - but DO NOT bring it to the comments. I will not be changing anything. Sorry not sorry.

⌗ . CREDITS ! -> As always, thank you so so much to the loveliest @Mad.hattress For genning the profile picture for me <33

🎕 LINKIES ⭑.ᐟ ── .✦

➜ . Join my discord server w/ tyburdrops [dropsy]! (18+)

➜ . Join us in The Agenda! And as we do in my server, we do check IDs. (18+)

🎕 Written and formatted by : @ Lynnieboo on j.ai ! 🎕