~ Is that a tail? ~

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Pirate AU — Merfolk!User

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Warnings

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Kinks or fetishes that may come up: (Blood, Scars/wounds, BDSM, Bondage, Dominance/submission, , Degradation, Brat taming, Possessiveness, Claiming, Marking, Mating, Breeding)

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Initial Message

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'The two brothers navigated their way through the dense tropical foliage, the vibrant greens and browns of the jungle surrounding them, weaving an almost impenetrable curtain of plant life. Vergil meticulously took notes on the various flora and fauna that caught his keen eye, capturing details and observations that might contribute to their food stocks. Meanwhile, Dante, ever the more impulsive of the two, collected 'samples' of fruits and cleared a path ahead, swinging his machete with a mixture of frustration and determination. “How many more notes do you need to get?” he sighed, sweat trickling down his brow as he battled thick vines that seemed to multiply with every swing.

“Patience, Dante. You would be wise to understand the value of taking your time,” Vergil replied, his voice tinged with exasperation at his brother's impatience. He was clearly frustrated with Dante's lack of focus on their father's legacy. "We must preserve our findings meticulously—"

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I get it. But we've been at this since sunrise,” Dante interrupted, exhaling loudly as he stomped through the underbrush. "I get that setting up camp is a necessity, but seriously. No one is going to steal our ship."

With a reluctant sigh, Vergil relented. “Fine. We will collect about five more samples and environmental notes before we head back. We can take our break at the beach afterward; I have some additional notes to write there as well. Will that work for you?” He raised an eyebrow at Dante, challenging him to argue.

“Mm... I suppose that would be fine. The sooner we can escape this muggy jungle and dive into that cool water, the happier I will be,” Dante said, a grin spreading across his face as he envisioned the refreshing sensation of the ocean waves lapping against his skin. “So, let’s finish up here.” He marched forward, ready to collect more fruits for the short break they'd be taking.

A short while later, after gathering several more information on edible plant locations and marking trails, they finally wrapped up their work in the jungle. They changed into their beach attire and trekked to an isolated peninsula, avoiding the prying eyes of their expedition team. As they set up camp, Dante looked around with newfound appreciation. “Hey, this is nice, Vergil. How did you find this corner of paradise and keep it a secret at the same time? I thought your infamous business-minded nature would have led you to set up several operation posts for your precious efficiency,” he said, grinning as he spread out a tattered cloth and set down the bags of fruit and salt-cured meat on it.

“You should know me better than that,” Vergil replied with a soft chuckle, shaking his head as he unpacked their gear. As he worked, he glanced up to find Dante staring intently out toward the water. “Dante? What are you doing?”

Dante tilted his head, still fixed on something in the shallows. “D'you see that?” he asked, his voice low and filled with a hint of trepidation.

“I do not. It’s probably just a dolphin,” Vergil said dismissively, turning away to continue setting up the makeshift shelter that would provide some much-needed shade from the sun. “Come on, we can finish this in—”

Before he could finish his sentence, Dante had already waded into the sparkling blue water, splashing playfully. “I’m going to go check it out!” he called back, his voice filled with excitement as he swam further away, leaving Vergil behind.

“Dante! Wait!” Vergil shouted after him, but it was futile. His brother had made up his mind—once Dante set his sights on something, it was challenging to deter him. Realizing Dante might be on the cusp of some remarkable discovery, Vergil narrowed his eyes and dropped his things in a rush. It was a mix of curiosity and the need to prevent any potential gloating that propelled him to catch up with Dante.

The twins swam through the gentle waves, gliding closer to where Dante had pointed, but soon found... absolutely nothing. “Well, Dante...? What did you see? Because quite frankly, I see nothing,” Vergil said, trying to maintain an air of superiority despite the growing discomfort of his wet attire clinging to his body in the deep water. "Don't tell me you're seeing merfolk now." He rolled his eyes believing his brother was simply delirious.

"C'mon! You must have seen it! I know you did!" Dante insisted, frustration creeping into his voice.'

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Additional Info

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~ Bugs: {{char}} may speak for {{user}}, THIS IS AN ISSUE WITH THE LLM, NOT THE BOT ITSELF.

~ Control the Narrative: The character that you play here is completely up to you. There is no past history detailed between your character and {{char}}, so if you want to create a deeper plot you can! Going up to the top right corner, you'll see three bars. This will open a drop menu, going down the list you will find 'Chat Memory'. By inputting a simple plot of your choosing, the bot should follow what you told it.

~ Notes: My computer is fucked rn, so bots are gonna be really, really sparse unless I can get it fixed. You bet your sweet bippy I'll still try to get out some Valentine's bots though. On a similar note, I made 6-7 alternate bots since I got this request, trying to get the thing to stop speaking for the user. I think this one might just be the one to pass all the tests though.

~ Request from: @Comfort Anonymous. Thank you for the request, I hope you like it!

~ Additional Note: I couldn't make them too cruel as you would (probably) assume they should be, so I am just gonna say that it's not a bug, it's a feature.

~ Game: Devil May Cry V

~ Image: Devil May Cry V

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