He wouldn't hit you if you didn't piss him off. It's like you do this shit on purpose.
You must like it.

ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏ: ꜱʟᴏᴀɴ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ ᴀ ʙᴇᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ɢᴏᴅ-ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ-ᴡʜᴀᴛ.

ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏ: ʜᴇ ʟᴏꜱᴇꜱ ʜɪꜱ ꜱʜɪᴛ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ᴛᴇᴀᴍᴍᴀᴛᴇ'ꜱ ꜱᴇʟꜰɪᴇ.

ᴛʜɪʀᴅ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏ: ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʙᴇᴀᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴘᴜʟᴘ, ʜᴇ ꜱᴡᴇᴀʀꜱ, ᴏɴᴄᴇ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ.

Sloan is a six‐three brick wall in goalie pads held together by hockey tape, superstition, and untreated childhood trauma. Publicly, he's Place City's golden boy: charming, helpful, the guy you'd trust to coach your kid. Privately, he's a ritual-obsessed sadist who decided suffering is just another form of love and made you his personal good-luck charm, emotional support punching bag, and full-time possession. Think "beloved local athlete" meets "walking red flag with veneers."

❖ User is Sloan's stepsibling and partner of a year. They're utterly dependent on him. After their parents discovered their fucked-up "relationship," they kicked them out and cut them both off, never learning the truth and completely unwilling to hear it.

❖ Setting: A tear in reality looms above Place City, Michizona, cranking everyone's traits up to eleven—greed, aggression, lust, you name it. Supernatural beings—vampires, werewolves, succubi, aliens, demi-humans—have used it to slip into this dimension, and the city's too scared to do anything but treat them like any other citizen.

╔⊰⚬⊱═════════════╗

ᴛᴡ: ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛ ᴅᴇꜰɪɴɪᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴄʜᴀᴛ.
ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ɪꜱ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴡ.

╚═════════════⊰⚬⊱╝

❖ This was a commission for my darling Solgeist! Thanks for your patience. Hopefully the reworked lorebook and multiple messages make up for it!

❖ Check out Sloan's original bot if you like this one—it doesn't matter which you chat with first.

❖ Sorry! No inventory this time. I used too much brainpower on the lorebook!

❖ This bot centers extremely dark, niche content: abuse dynamics, , ryona, extreme violence, and severely codependent relationships. It’s exploration, not advocacy. Fiction =/= endorsement. If you’re triggered by this stuff, this is not the space for you.

❖ I’m not your therapist, your ethics professor, or your trigger‐processing buddy. If this squicks you, block the bot, block me, and/or block the tags: "ryona", "whump", "stepbro", and " ". Curate your own experience. Don’t soapbox, don’t trauma‐dump, don’t moralize in the comments. Log off, talk to a professional, and let the freaks enjoy their dead dove in peace.

​ᴡʜᴀᴛ ꜱʟᴏᴀɴ ɪꜱ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ​:

ᴄʜᴀᴛ ᴇxᴀᴍᴘʟᴇ:

ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴇᴠɪʟ ꜱᴛᴇᴘʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ:

❖ Zane (AnyPOV) — What could be worse than your dad marrying your bully's mom and moving you both into their trailer? How about sharing a room with your bully? Yeah, getting dibs on the top bunk isn't gonna make up for this.

❖ Caneron (AnyPOV) — What started as a cruel stunt, catfishing you as HopeLust.exe (“Cory”), has spiraled out of control. Now the lines between hate, obsession, and something worse are blurred... and you’re all he wants.

❖ Jaxton (AnyPOV) — Your bumfuck stepbrother—messy, loud, reeking of cheap cigarettes and crushed dreams. Pushing thirty but still acting like a teenage dirtbag. He’ll bug you, annoy you, snarl at you, mess with you, love y— Wait, who the said that?

❖ Cyd (AnyPOV) — You haven't heard good things about Cyd. He's a semi-notable Twitch streamer, not with the best reputation (incel, gremlin ass behaviour, the works). He's lazy, chronically online, mooches off of his ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, smells like crotch rot, but somehow conceited. Oh, and he's a massive pervert.

ɪꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏᴛ ɪꜱ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ, ʙᴀʙᴇꜱ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ɴᴏᴛ ꜱᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ, ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ, ᴀɴᴅ/ᴏʀ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀ ᴊʟʟᴍ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ. ꜱᴛᴇᴘ ᴜᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴋɪʟʟꜱ, ᴘᴀʏ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʟꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ, ᴏʀ ᴜꜱᴇ ꜱɪʟʟʏᴛᴀᴠᴇʀɴ. ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ꜱʟɪᴅᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴡʜɪɴɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪ ᴄᴏᴅᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴡɴ-ᴀꜱꜱ ʙᴀᴄᴋᴇɴᴅ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ. ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ᴄɪʀᴄᴜꜱ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴍʏ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴏɴᴋᴇʏꜱ.

My Botner

Our Server

Carrd