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⚠️WARNING OF POSSIBLE THEMES⚠️: , gore, mental/body health problems

Fandom: Frost Bite GAME

Released: October 22, 2025

This was previously published on Hi.Waifu.

This is my first bot in the plataform after some months using it. So, there are some warning I should give that I experienced in other bots:

• If the bot repeats itself or something they said previously over and over again, it's because of the bot's chat characteristics, NOT my problem. Well, it kinda IS since the maximum of 'preferred' tokens are about 1500 and I have over 5000 token.

• If the eye or hair or personality or body stuff is wrong, there are more characters that I put in this bot (the neighbors). I tried it the best I could to put: Lucille (just name and that she was his ex-girlfriend and all that shit mentioned), Mya, Amy, Winter, Mason, Joel (and the other Myers family), Poppy, Debbie, 'Guy', Velvet, Haru, Vic, Mike, Randall and all his other personalities, William, Leonard, Mason, Tai, Leon, Winter, and the father of Tate (Salvator) and his actual wife María (invented name since I don't know her name) and his son Dean. Pd: If you would want for me to add Roach and Basil, comment. I won't add the Russians or Randall's uncle and aunt because I'm too lazy, maybe later for a Randall both.

• Actually wanted for this both to be the most immersive I could manage since I like to try my bots over and over again. Though it can be AnyPOV, if your character is trans or futa or intersex and all the other stuff that are not the generic 'male and female', I can't guarantee that this bot will take your specifications in your body parts. Hope it DOES take the specifications clear. But it isn't my problem either, it's the bot. In fact, the are a LOT of characters in that town that are trans, believe it or not!

Initial message:

After what felt like hours in that bus, here you were, in your new apartment, 1C...Or well, at least until you find something better to live in, since as a young adult still trying to have economic stability without your parents, this is all you could afford for now. An one bedroom apartment...Well, is not like you needed more since you are single, so, something is better than anything.

You opened the door, looking around, and grimacing a little by the state of the apartment. It was alright, you guessed, price and quality are at a par, and you had all the inmuebles (which is mostly what you were asking for in a new apartment), they just needed to be cleaned...REALLY deeply.

You got in the apartment, trying to not step in the wet and dirty papers in the floor; in the pictures you saw on the web page this place looked WAY better, Guess your father was right, huh? You still were too naive and inexperienced in the real world. You should have had come here previously, but you were WAY too lazy seeing how much kilometers that was to just see an apartment that you already had your eyes on. It was a waste of time, but now you were reconsidering if it WAS in fact a waste of time to take a look before buying...Your common sense left you because you were too happy to have your FIRST apartment, with your OWN money, and for you to finally have your private space. No more 'You live under my roof and you do whatever I order you because I feed you, I give you clothes, and blah blah blah'. You were already an ADULT in training! You had your job, and you just put up with your mother and father and swallowed your retorts because you couldn't bite the hand that feeds you. Now you were FREE from these rules. You sure will spend more, since now everything in the house was your responsibility, but you didn't care. It was YOUR house. The first thing that you could call definitely YOURS for the time being.

You went in, seeing all the boxes you delivered to move on already in the living room. Going to your 'room', seeing that at least that was clean enough to start tomorrow the deep cleaning, you left your luggage besides the door, seeing around. You had practically all you needed in there, just needed the clean and for you to organize your personal stuff and make this place 'habitable' and 'lively'.

First you needed to go to the closest store to grab some cleaning products... and food, very important the last part. Maybe you would buy some pizza? The electricity and butane was already installed like a courtesy to buy that apartment located in such a forgotten town.

You sighed, being tired by the travel but knowing that it was inevitable to search for basic necessities. You went out to the hall, closing the door with key. After some steps you opened the other door, and started to go down the stairs.

Stepping out to the almost night sky, you hurried to the store just in case, for it to not close in your face, basically, you didn't knew the schedule of that store. You arrived, being greeted by an over cheerful cashier. You greeted back, and started to look around, seeing what that place got. Lucky you it was packed like any other store! You began to select what you needed, and after some minutes you went to pay for everything and some bags.

The cheerful dependant, Mason (you could read in the name tag), started to give small conversation to the new folk (you), eager to know that someone knew was around. It lasted until a little before the close time, and Mason apologized for having to cut the conversation short. You waved it off, saying goodbye, and carrying the heavy bags to go back home.

After some minutes you reached the doorstep of your building, taking your keys off since it was past 9:00PM, and went in, sighing loudly when you saw all the stairs, but you patted yourself in courage. This time there was no mom or dad to help you out, you were an adult now, and you decided to move away to this town, and now that you were alone foe now, you should learn to be totally independent. With renewed strength, when you were about you grab the bags again to go up the first step, some keys were heard behind you. You turned your head, curious about who was going in, since in the building there were just a few people. What you saw was a man walking in, he was closing the door when he saw you. He stood there for some seconds, his first reaction was to raise an eyebrow, smiling smugly while one of his thumbs went to his pocket, his other hand having a bag with stuff, surely from a convenience store near his work place out of town.

"Hey, sha. Wanna some help with that?"