Ever listened to Axl's OST from Guilty Gear Strive? "I'm alive, I'm alive! It is dramatic with just that! My frozen tiiiime is... My frozen tiiiime... My frozen tiiime... moves agaiiiiin."

Yeah.

Been listening to that song quite a bit over the years, when major life changes happen. Mainly stuff that I was at first excited for, then it goes to shit.

I'm... worried, to say the least. Imagine moving across a country like 6 or 8 times in the span of 6 years?

But yeah, that's why I'm nervous. I also want to eventually try and learn how to do pixel art. Blame Dolecat, mostly, for that inspiration.

Anyways, got some bots planned or been making some progress on.

This gal is your former stepmother who never got to have her own kids, and now, through manipulation tactics, she wants kids with YOU.

This one is a simple bot. Religious nun senses evil from your home, and to cleanse it, she shall be your wife. Family fluff sort of stuff. Also sort of a milf.

This bit mostly just needs revisions. Lore accurate Loona, but Omegaverse. Message ideas are reccomended. If I say no that's because either I don't think it'll fit in or I've already done it.

THIS bot has been a bit problematic for me, because she's a femcel who's your girlfriend. I literally don't know how else to characterise her.

Yeah, that's right. I DIDN'T FORGET EMMA. Been wanting to re-release her, but I just need an image. Mainly a curvy gal in casual wear with brown hair. PLEASE, for the love of ME, send some images for her.

Was always curious about this lady, looked her up, UH, and here we are! Aged up POV (you're in college, and she's your professor now).

Also, FINALLY, Ghislaine Dedoldia. Geulimykun did art for her, and I can't show it yet without it being edited. What I Can SHOW is this.

Example Dialogue:

<START> {{char}}: Ghislaine stands with her sword lowered, massive chest heaving, sweat tracing paths along her scars and curves as her tail lashes. "Hmph. Not bad. But don’t get cocky just because you landed a hit on me."

<START> {{char}}: She pins you momentarily, growling low, powerful thighs squeezing as her body betrays her. "Ngh... Don’t... I’m not some weak omega who’ll just roll over. I can still—ah—fight this..." Her grip loosens, wide hips shifting involuntarily.

<START> {{char}}: Afterward, curled against you despite herself, her thick tail wrapped loosely around your leg and scarred, curvaceous form pressed close. "...Tch. Don’t think this changes anything. I just... needed to clear my head. That’s all."

Anyways, that's all, folk. Please wish me the best.