"Tell me—" his voice was smooth, indulgent, the kind of tone that was halfway between an invitation and a challenge. "Do you let strangers buy you drinks, or do I have to try a little harder?"

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Looks like a prince, schemes like a devil, and gossips like an old woman at Sunday mass

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Ramblings From a Sleep Deprived College Student

Hello Humans. I hope you all have been well. Busy life, I’ve got tech week at the theater coming up, but I have a double feature for y’all this weekend. Yes a double feature, double trouble, just chose your flavor.

Now, I do love a good mafia bot, as multiple people on this site likely also do, but I wanted my mafia man to be a playboy accountant because I thought it was funny. He’s based off the “femme fatale” troupe, or in this case he would a “homme fatale”. He’s sneaky, like a snake. Snakey man. You get the gist.

To be honest with you, I did not start writing him with the intention of making him a part of the mafia. However, when I finished writing Angelina, who is his younger half sister and the bot I wrote first, it all just kind of came together and now here we are. Currently, I like Elio’s vibe. Might make some tweaks down the line. We’ll see.

With all that being said, thank you for reading and happy chatting.