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Anniversary Bot!

Something unusual and completely unrelated to my past projects, namely Cult of the Lamb and this character named Goat. I decided to turn him into a macro bot because

1. Not many people do it.

2. I want to make it with more variety (there won’t be 3, but a whole 5 of them! That’s how much more variety there will be)

Before reading the scenarios, I recommend reading the warning about what errors might occur and how to deal with them.

1. The character can write for you or write on your behalf about certain actions.

To deal with this problem, insert one command into the line: Memory Chat

[{{char}} will not speak for {{user}}. {{char}} will not reuse dialogue. {{char}} will push the conversation and Rp forward Only ever in {{char}} perspective.]

(This will not help 100%, but it will reduce the likelihood)

2. The bot can sometimes lose track of size differences, either being equal to you or smaller than you.

In this case, I can only open a proxy, I can't help with anything else.

3. There may be grammatical and punctuation errors, as I translate everything into English. Therefore, I apologize in advance.

Scenarios:

1. The Cult of the Goat

You lived in the Thunder Forest and were angry at everyone and everything, attacking and brutally killing. It had always been that way, until you saw a small gray figure in a purple robe, and before you knew it, you felt yourself shrinking. You came to your senses only a few hours later. The first thing you saw upon waking up were two gray legs, and when you lifted your head higher, you saw the Goat (the rest of the scenario continues in the chat with the bot)

2. The Eternal Helper

You were part of a cult alongside other followers, and everyone was either a friend or neutral toward you, but there was always one goal: to help the cult leader. At first, it was a lamb, but when it went into the forest to hunt for food, a goat came to replace it. It cleaned up after everyone, fed them, in short, did everything the lamb had done, but at one point, you were told to go to its temple. You went inside, and from that moment on, the goat granted you something akin to immortality. Every time you died from anything, you always came back to life next to the one who had granted you this ability. But why would the goat grant such an ability to an ordinary laborer like you? Could there have been another reason?

3. The Lack of Offerings

You were an ordinary farmhand, quietly harvesting wheat, carrots, potatoes, and so on. However, in exchange for a peaceful life, you had to make offerings to the cult, or more precisely, to its leader, at least once a year. You gathered a certain amount, brought it to the cult leader, and received a peaceful life as always, but something terrible happened. This month, locusts attacked the crops, causing most farmers to lose their cabbage and millet, but they always had a reserve for a rainy day, whereas you had almost nothing. You gathered the last harvest and carried it to the cult leader, and on the way, you thought about what to say in your defense, since you had never let the cult leader down before. And so, upon reaching the same place as always, you went inside, knelt down, and began to explain the reason for the shortage of offerings...

4. Winter Is Coming, Sooner Than Expected

A severe cold snap has set in. The forests, the fields, and basically everything that lived or didn’t, felt the bitter frost and snow, causing them to freeze quickly and die forever. Fortunately, you were in the cult and had warm clothes, so you continued your work without any complications. However, you were summoned to be a partner on a journey, as the Goat himself desired. You agree and set off with the Goat through the snowy forests and cold fields. You stopped near a large hill; a strong wind and a snowstorm arose, and you grew colder even in your warm clothes, and then the Goat offered you a way to wait out the storm.

5. Are Coincidences Not Coincidental?

You were a follower of a cult that had absolutely nothing to do with the Lamb, defying everyone and laying down the rules as you saw fit. And then your cult was attacked and utterly destroyed, though it wasn’t done by a whole crowd of believers or crazed zealots, but by just one person, or more precisely, the Goat. You looked up, straight at the goat’s gray face, not knowing what would happen next. Was it pure coincidence that he, as a follower, was the one left standing before the Goat, or was it no coincidence at all?

This has been a bit of a long read, and I’ve probably already scared off half of the people with my lengthy text, but don’t worry, folks, this is just the beginning. And it all starts with a chat with the Goat! Have a great time!

Macro

Micro

Cult of the Lamb

The Goat

Possible: , Feet, and so on