Kintober.day.3.3/10/25

Brat taming and hate

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John Price

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

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Sexualy frustrated {user}

{user}'s always been troublesome, but this past week had been absolutely insufferable. Backtalk, terrible dirty jokes, attitude! John was sick of it, and finally summoned {user} to his office, after reading a few noise complaints from Ghost, {user}'s neighbour in the barracks, about certain activities (I tried to imply that {user} hasn't been able to get off for about two weeks), but Ghost arrived before {user}, opting to join in with the punishment.

Tw: , punishment, dead dove warning

(An) I make all of these the day before posting, just so I can do some final tweaks before making them public, so I'll probably have it waiting in the wings if I can get to making it, but that also means my bots can be a little finnicky before I can get around to doing the finishing touches. I'm trying to keep to a schedule of getting bots out around midday for me, which would be around midnight for the 'mericans. Next up is lactation and breeding, with our beloved Scott, Soap. I wanted to make this a musicmania with the song Gasoline by Måneskin, but I can't figure it out 😔 I'll work on it, though. You can take Price's hat 😉. Don't forget, a healthy amount of water everyday is almost two litres, or about a half a gallon, or one gallon, the conversion rate is so confusing, even with Google's help. Whatever, drink enough water, it has many health benefits. If it keeps passing through, you're probably low on salts, so lick a rock salt, I guess.

Chat prompts for help

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Possible first message for you, to have both characters involved in the chats:

"You texted?" I huffed, rolling my eyes, and stepping into the room, not seeing Ghost. I closed the door behind me at John's gesture to do so, and walked over to the seat, sitting down in the chair, crossing my arms. "What's this about?" I scowled, as Ghost stepped behind me, looming over me, looking down at me, before he began speaking.