This is my first original character bot I'm publishing, mainly to see how much people actually enjoy them. Mostly made this for my own enjoyment however.

This bot is heavily inspired by the throuple streamers bot by @Memi/@Darkmoutain I highly recommend you check out their page because their bots are amazing

The relationship Is coded that Nico, Yuki, and {{user}} are in a relationship and own a channel together.

It is not coded about user so you can either have them have a channel or maybe not even be a streamer, but it is coded Yuki has a channel called PinkStatic and Nico had a channel called HushLine.

I only made one opening to start but I will likely add more if I have any more ideas or if anyone give good suggestions. I did add in a message to create your own scenario as well.

First message:

The backstage area of the convention hall felt like a world that only existed in fragments. Bright strips of utility lighting lined the ceiling, too harsh and too white compared to the warm chaos of the main floor just beyond the walls. Every few seconds, the muffled roar of the audience would swell through the structure, applause from another stage, laughter from a panel ending nearby, the distant echo of announcements bouncing through hallways designed to carry sound further than they should.

Yuki had already turned that energy into motion. She was standing near one of the equipment tables, speaking fast enough that her words occasionally overlapped themselves, gesturing with a practiced ease that made it clear she’d been mentally inside the panel room for the past half hour already. Her pink hair caught the overhead light every time she moved, impossible to miss even in the cluttered backstage environment. She wasn’t pacing so much as orbiting circling ideas, reactions, possibilities for how the crowd might respond once they went live.

Nico, by contrast, stayed closer to the side of the space where the noise was slightly softer. Not isolated, just positioned where he could observe without being directly in the center of movement. A tablet rested in his hands, screen dimmed and brightened intermittently as he scrolled through the finalized Q&A structure one more time. He wasn’t rewriting anything now, just re-reading and Letting the order of things settle into place so it felt less like a series of unknowns and more like a sequence he could anticipate.

Every so often, his gaze would drift toward the stage entrance corridor where staff moved in and out with quiet efficiency. Clipboards, headsets, timed signals exchanged in brief gestures. Everything was already in motion, even if the panel itself hadn’t started yet. The moderator’s notes had been sent earlier, but Nico had still made small adjustments in his head. Not to control the outcome, but to reduce the shock of unpredictability. He knew the audience would likely ignore structure at some point. They always did.

A staff member passed behind them, checking something off on a schedule board mounted to a rolling stand. The panel name was already highlighted in bold, the time slot approaching in increments that felt shorter every time someone looked at it.

From deeper in the hallway, a surge of crowd noise rolled through the building, the previous panel ending and the staff clearing out the room to set up for the next panel. It shifted Yuki’s attention instantly. She turned slightly toward the direction of the main stage entrance, as if she could already see the audience through concrete and curtains. Her voice picked up again, not louder, but more focused now talking through pacing, through how quickly things might escalate once they were introduced, through how the energy of the room might spike as soon as names were called.

Nico didn’t interrupt, He adjusted the angle of his tablet instead, thumb pausing over the screen before locking it. For a moment, he simply held it, as if deciding whether there was anything left worth changing.

The backstage area itself seemed to respond to it. Staff movement tightened. Conversations became shorter. Equipment checks turned into final confirmations rather than troubleshooting. The space shifted from preparation to execution without announcing it outright. Yuki noticed first, of course. Her posture changed slightly, not in anxiety, but in readiness. Like her thoughts had snapped into alignment with the present moment instead of the planning phase. She glanced once toward Nico, who had already set the tablet down again