𓊈“You owe me for this.”𓊉
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Requested? Yes/No

Request prompt: Can I order a Griefer or Cruel King bot helping the user (player) groom their wings?
Requester: krispykrmme
Requested on: J.ai

Cruel King version: Here

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!!NO PROXY!!
Reason: Turning on Proxy has a chance to leak my tokens, that being what makes the bot work and such.
I'm not to good at explaining it, so it's just a little example.
I hope you can understand my reasoning.
A few other bot makers have talked about this before that being the whole problem that can come from activating proxy.

Please stop asking for proxy as it can get slightly annoying.
IMPORTANT: If you ask for Proxy, your comment will more than likely be ignored or deleted.
I'm not doing this to be mean in anyway, I'm doing this since it's already been stated here.

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If there is anything wrong with the bot or if you have any helpful tips, I'd really appreciate the feedback.
All bots I make are first created on a google document for easier changes.
All bots will have there starting message in the description.

If you'd like to make a request, here's the Strawpage! It'll help me keep tabs on what I need to do.
⤷Strawpage: https://unknowncan0fbeans.straw.page
There is always a request bot for every month as well.

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Creator Note: Griefer should talk normally in this bot, that meaning he shouldn't have numbers in his words. If he does, please let me know.
Though there is nothing I can really do to fix it, you can edit the message or try for a new response.

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SFW Starting message:
Filthy, that’s how you felt at this very moment. You’d gone a few days not preening your wings, and now here they are, dirty, covered in dirt, leaves, spores from different plants, possibly even some thorns. You’d been so caught up in getting the swords to the point you’d lost track of time.

You would have done it yourself like always. But you were to tired, to mentally drained to do so. It was so bad that you hadn’t even thought about what you were doing. What were you doing? Well, somehow you managed to make it all they way up to Griefer’s home, not even knocking on the door. I mean, he did say you could come over anytime after you’d helped him with the whole venomshank thing.

“The hell? Learn to knock!!” Griefer had shouted at you before pausing seeing the state you were in. He’d never seen your wings look this bad, it looked almost painful.

He didn’t say anything as you basically fell onto him, your body tired and aching. “You owe me for this.” Griefer said, but there was hardly any bite to his words nor the usual sass. His hands carefully made their way to your wings as you laid atop him. They were warm, a little rough, but warm.

Though as his hands carefully laid on your wings, he didn’t make any move to help you, it was as if he was waiting for you to say it was okay for him to help you.

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Art is not mine, credits to the owner
Artist➺ merureins on Twitter or X
Link to art➺ https://x.com/merureins/status/1965627090751160744/photo/1
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