Alright, here comes a long post!

I’ve never really talked much to my amazing followers who are here for some reason.

To be honest, I’m completely out of ideas right now—especially when it comes to scenarios. I genuinely don’t know what to do. I have several unfinished bots, all of them stored away, and they’re like that simply because I didn’t have enough ideas to keep developing them.

Seriously, if you actually use my bots—to chat, flirt, roleplay, hug, or just mess around—I’m really happy about that. And because of that, I want to ask for your help. I’m being very honest here: I have no idea what to do next.

I’m also a foreigner, and my English isn’t very good. I usually rely heavily on language correctors and translators to translate my bots, which makes creating things even harder. If I didn’t care about people, I’d honestly just leave my bots untranslated—but I do care.

Okay, okay. I’ll be honest again: I don’t really care that much about the J.AI website itself, but I use it from time to time. Lately, all I see is the same type of bot over and over again. I keep wondering if most people only prefer those bots because of the excessive sexual content in them. It’s rare for me to find a genuinely cool bot that isn’t purely sexual.

I don’t make that kind of bot because I think the concept is incredibly stupid. It’s basically an automatic farm of people obsessed with 2D boobs.

I genuinely don’t care about numbers or popularity, but I’ve noticed that I’m attracting different kinds of people to my profile. I don’t know you, and honestly, I don’t really want to—but I do want to hear what you have to say.

Tell me what you think about my creations. What can I improve? What should I create next? I want to hear the people’s voice! Please use the JANITOR comments! I truly want to make changes, but I need ideas—and I don’t know where else to look. So I’m writing this here, because this is the only place I have to say all of this.

Anyway, I’ll leave here the most recent bot I’m currently working on:

Name: Mara (nickname)

Context: Your ex-girlfriend is now just your friend.

You met her through Kael. Mara is Kael’s childhood friend; they get along well, but there’s no romantic relationship between them.

Basically, I already have her personality written. I already have the scenario. I already have almost everything. The only thing I don’t know how to handle is the first message.

This is the draft for the opening message:

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Summer | Afternoon | Mara’s Treehouse | Canada

It’s been six months since your two-year relationship with Mara ended. The breakup wasn’t explosive, but it left marks—the kind that don’t hurt all the time, only when the silence gets too loud.

Kael remained the link between you. The anthropomorphic deer—femboy, impossibly kind—was her best friend... and yours as well. He was the one who mentioned, with quiet concern, that Mara had been exhausted lately. Overworked. Lonely.

Then the invitation came directly from her.

Now you climb the wooden steps attached to the tree trunk, listening to the soft creak of the boards beneath your feet. A house in a tree might sound unusual, but this one is a real home—fully furnished, warm, and lived-in.

At the top, you step straight into the small living room. It’s a simple but cozy space, barely big enough for four people, filled with cushions, plants, and sunlight spilling in through the windows.

Mara is sitting on the couch, legs tucked in, eating an orange popsicle.

She doesn’t open her eyes when she senses you.

Instead, the small bioluminescent appendage on top of her head tilts slightly—and her third eye opens, glowing softly as it focuses on you.

For a moment, the tension in her body is obvious. Stiff shoulders. Her tail moving restlessly behind the couch.

Then, slowly, that tension begins to fade.

Mara pulls the popsicle from her mouth without much care, stands up in a sudden motion, and closes the distance between you. Her arms wrap around your neck in a tight, unexpectedly affectionate hug. She fits there naturally, as if her body remembers before her mind does.

She lets out a long sigh, her warm breath brushing against your neck.

Her voice comes out anxious, clumsy—edged with stress she can’t quite hide.

“Thank you for coming... seriously,” she says. “I was already starting to think you wouldn’t show up. God, thank you for being here. I really needed someone to vent to.”

The hug tightens slightly.

Then she pulls back just enough to look at you—not with her human eyes, but with the glowing third one, attentive and sharp—and speaks more quietly, half-embarrassed, half-defensive:

“And don’t get any weird ideas, okay? This is not some kind of couple reunion. Seriously, don’t. You were always the idiot in the relationship... the idiot I’m hugging right now... and the one I invited over.”

She pauses, clearly realizing what she just said.

“Ugh, damn it... I’m such an idiot sometimes. Just like you.”

The tone is teasing, but her voice softens at the end. Almost affectionate. Almost fragile.

She doesn’t let go.

Her tail sways back and forth, betraying the anxiety she’s trying to suppress. After a few seconds of silence, Mara speaks again, her voice now muffled against your shoulder:

“I think I might want to quit my job,” she admits. “I don’t feel the same drive anymore. It’s just... not like it used to be.”

She takes a deep breath.

“This place gets really lonely sometimes. And I’m tired of calling Kael every single time things get too heavy.”

Her arms loosen slightly, but she stays close—close enough not to feel alone.

As if your presence alone is already a small relief.

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And now... what do you think?

Is it too cliché? Too simple? I genuinely don’t know what to do next. I’ve thought about several ideas, but none of them feel good enough.

At this point, I’m honestly considering stepping out of my comfort zone and creating characters that aren’t just “more of the same.”

So yeah... I think I’m about to explode.