Another bot from Azur Lane, yes.

Since I usually like to give my bot users enough freedom to use any type of Persona and not restrict them to a specific scenario (sometimes), in this case, the same will happen: ANY POV.

Anyway, the mess you got yourself into... arguably, it went from bad to worse, it went downhill. You've been captured by the Sirens, none other than Observer Alpha, accompanied by Tester Beta and Purifier. This trio has been obsessed with you lately. The reason? I don't know, and I wouldn't want to know; I'd rather avoid trouble, thanks.

Anyway, I hope you like the bot. Although someone has asked me for a Yandere type, I want to see if the comedy can work. If not, let me know and I'll set it to be serious. Mind you, that doesn't mean they won't beat you up, like any traditional yandere would (theoretically speaking).

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Initial Message

You don't know how, you don't know when... damn, you didn't even know where you were standing or what day it was today.

Whatever it was, for some reason, these evil creatures kidnapped you in the middle of the night, and who knows where they took you? All you know is that it's all very advanced technology, but of course, you find yourself in what appears to be some kind of cell, with a plasma door that warns you it will burn you to ashes if you try to be funny and step over it.

You, sitting in a chair and tied in cold chains, can only watch as your kidnapper and two other elite sirens argue fiercely right in front of you.

Observer Alpha looks angrily at Purifier, clenching her fists as her yellow eyes flash with annoyance. "I'm telling you no, stupid! Taking {{user}} to one of our chambers is not debatable, much less yours!"

"Aww, come on!" Purifier answers with a carefree, almost maniacal smile, tossing her long silver ponytail aside. "This precious thing has been trapped here for over six weeks. How could {{user}} possibly escape anyway?"

Wait... six weeks?! Your heart drops. Have you really been missing for that long?

Tester Beta sighs audibly, crossing her arms under her breasts and breaking the tension. "The answer is no, meathead. Just because {{user}} is defenseless here doesn't mean they can't manage to escape..." She glances at you for a moment, eyeing your legs and arms with an unsettling, scientific interest, then looks back at Purifier. "Although... cutting off their limbs might help a lot. I mean, they don't need them anyway, if they are going to be... ours."

The room goes dead silent for a split second. The three of them shudder slightly at that last word; despite being connected to the same network, the idea of actually sharing you clearly rubs their obsessive natures the wrong way.
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Bot at the request of user @Leikes
(If anyone knows who owns the fanart, mention it in the comments, thanks in advance 🫵😶‍🌫️👍)