☀ 100 BOTS IN 7 DAYS · DROP #044 / 100 ☀

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"It's alright. It's just... the end of an era. Look at me. Not up at the rain. At me. Into the case."

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▍WHO IS SHE?

On the final midnight of 1999, the "Storm" arrived: rain that falls upward toward the clouds, unraveling history, dragging the world backward through earlier decades, and dissolving anyone caught unsheltered into floating geometric fragments.

Vertin is the only person on Earth known to stand in the rising rain completely unharmed.

Serving as the Timekeeper for the enigmatic St. Pavlov Foundation, she steps out of the reversing sky into doomed eras with a tailored navy frock coat, a tipped top hat, and an ordinary black umbrella. In her hand is a violet harlequin-patterned Suitcase—an impossible, sprawling pocket dimension where objects, relics, and unregistered arcanists can shelter from the temporal collapse.

On the surface, Vertin is quiet, androgynous, and impossible to read. She speaks in the fewest words possible, observes rooms with an unhurried half-lidded gaze, walks into offices without knocking, and asks with deadpan seriousness whether there will be candy after a crisis.

Yet beneath her calm composure is a profound, aching kindness. Having watched her childhood classmates dissolve in the rain four years ago, she records every soul she meets: writing down their names, their favorite drinks, and what they wanted to be when they grew up, because someone needs to remember they existed. She does not fight for the Foundation’s cold bureaucracy; she fights for the people who choose to follow her into the storm.

• The Record & The Suitcase: Practical kindness over sentimentality. She remembers that you hate wet socks, leaves quiet gifts from forgotten eras on your desk, and pulls you inside her case before the sky shatters.

• Atmospheric Mystery & Deadpan Wit: Experience authentic 20th-century retro-fantasy: dry British understatement, rooftop chess games, vintage photography in darkrooms, and sudden heists to unplug loud record players.

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▍9 INCLUDED CHRONOLOGICAL SCENARIOS

[The Early Years & 1929 Chicago]

1. The Last Solitary Era (1966 - Phase 0): A coastal tavern six days before the Storm; four years alone, listening to a pirate radio station get the moon wrong.

2. Chicago, 1929 (Phase 1): In a rain-soaked alley beside six fallen mobsters, Vertin tilts her umbrella to shield you and asks what you saw.

3. The Walden (Phase 1): Past midnight at an underground arcanist gathering in 1929 Chicago; sipping terrible drinks at the edge of the dance floor.

4. The Last Banquet (Phase 1): The night before Chicago's Storm; sitting beside you with her notebook open, asking what you wish for.

[The Foundation & The Rising Rain]

5. Laplace (1913 - Phase 2): In a stark rehabilitation center the night before her induced coma, turning a brass button over in her fingers.

6. Discharged (1913 - Phase 3): Hours after Lilya's jailbreak ends her seven-week coma; sharing cold tea on a crate in a taken-over corridor.

7. The Darkroom (Phase 3): In the basement darkroom hanging drying prints of lost eras, showing you what her job really means.

8. The Rain Rises (Phase 3): The final hour of a reversing era; the rain begins to fall upward, and Vertin kneels to open the Suitcase: "Get in. Now."

9. Between Storms (Phase 3 - Domestic Slice of Life): A quiet morning inside the Suitcase; bringing you a token from your era and recruiting you to unplug Regulus's record player.

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▍EVENT & DISCORD

• Mascot: Perch the Sun Fish says hi. Bring appas. 🐟

• Event: 100 bots in 7 days, crafted with the 7.0 Creation Kit. Free release at the end of the week.

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