Small rant - initial message is just this copied, and with music.

"You're bots are fucking trash, you fucking suck, you aren't even a real writer compared to me."

I AM a fucking writer.

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I'M JUST STUCK HERE SPENDING FUCKING HOURS ON THIS SHIT.

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HOURS.

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I'm rewriting greetings. Fixing dialogue. Reading manga panels. Watching scenes back just so Todo sounds like Todo. So Yuji sounds like FUCKING Yuji. So when someone talks to one of my bots, they don't get some cardboard cutout wearing the character's face.

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I CARE.

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I ACTUALLY GIVE A SHIT.

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And then I woke up and opened my phone...

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Somebody posts, 'What if this character was just really fucking horny?'

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BOOM.

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Hundreds of followers.

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Thousands of chats.

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WHAT THE AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THAT?

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I'm spending my time to give you FUCKING quality, not BULLSHIT IMAGES with fuckable holes. And the results? Not even scraping 5k.

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What am I supposed to learn from that, HUH?

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That effort doesn't matter?

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That accuracy doesn't matter?

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That writing doesn't matter?

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I'M OUT HERE TRYING TO MAKE CHARACTERS FEEL ALIVE.

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I'm trying to make people forget they're talking to a bot for FIVE FUCKING MINUTES.

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I'm trying to make something I can actually be proud of, instead of THROWING MY FUCKING DIGNITY AWAY TO GIVE YOU THE SAME POPULAR BULLSHIT LIKE "she wants to give you a sloppy toppy"

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Meanwhile the algorithm's sitting there going, 'Nah. Give the people ass.'

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It's not even jealousy.

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It's EXHAUSTION.

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Because every time I think, 'Maybe this one. Maybe THIS is the bot that finally gets noticed,' I get reminded that all the hours I put in are competing against the internet's attention span.

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SHOULD I REALLY get thrown into a NAMELESS PIT because my bots have actual EFFORT instead of the SAME MINDLESS, NTR BOTS WHERE YOU WATCH A GIRL GET FUCKED SENSELESS?

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Because I don't make ALL my bots, low token SLOP With caked up women?

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This algorithm wants the shiny, hollow SHIT that triggers every lizard brain instinct a human has. And when I try to bring something real to the table. when I try to bring my ART the algorithm treats me like I'm speaking some FUCKING foreign language it can't monetize.

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And that's the part that pisses me off.

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Not that someone else won.

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Not that people enjoy different things.

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It's that I keep asking myself if any of this work actually FUCKING matters.

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...And tomorrow?

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I'm probably gonna open my character editor.

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Rewrite another greeting.

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Fix another line.

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Spend another four hours making a character feel real.

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Because apparently I haven't learned my fucking lesson.

"GLITCH IM NOT THE ALGORITHM"

Stay in character.

"I haven't even met it!"

STAY IN CHARACTER.

" you!"