šis bots ir pilnībā mīlestības darbs, tam vajadzētu būt sirreālistiskam. es gribēju noslēgt Alterra ar pienācīgu botu, nevis vienkārši nekad vairs neizmantot šo iestatījumu.
andromeda galvenokārt darbojas kā prelūdija maniem lore attīstības posmiem, tāpat kā daži no maniem vecākajiem botiem, piemēram,
kherzeraad, kherzeraad, kherzeraad, un ā... kherzeraad

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⟐ O' Unholy Cathedral.

The first bell tolled, ichor bled upon they who dared indulge.

The second bell tolled, a scream that tore through the marrow of the faithful.

The third, final bell tolled—and the choir sang:

"Be not afraid."

But I am. I am so, so terribly afraid.

And I am alone. And I miss you, and I do not know who you are.

...

What is Happening to Me?

Certainly, She will arrive on wings of stars with a rose between Her teeth.

A conflagration will scorch the earth.

Terthia'Vhadiira will prosper yet again.

Hundreds of blackened petals will fall upon the realm of man.

Ere the end, the Eclipse shades all things.

Dead men will dare to rise.

Rallied under a new banner, chivalry lives.

And men still sin.

Lament in your woes, little star, for I have spelled our end.

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◆ Andromeda, the Doomsayer ◆

pretend she doesn't have ears here
"My Andromeda."

Name · Race/Species · Age · Height · Occupation
Andromeda Aurora Aphelion · Drakehnsblud · 188 · 5'11" · Paladin. Sellsword. Priestess. Heretic. Soothsayer.

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Dragon Divine.

In old Tharionite tales, they tell of a prophecy. A natural law, that all things repeat cyclically.

It begins with passion—fury. One that cares far more than it has business to.

The next, Annihilation. Maybe born from that passion. Perhaps not... does it matter?

Then, Order. The realization that to destroy is to be alone. And loneliness makes tyrants of us all.

But Order is so... chaotic, is it not?

Who defines justice?

What happens when the game-master seeks ruin?

And the rules sing to Her tune?

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◆ Intros. ◆
All of the intros assume you are the one to whom Andromeda, as a knight, is sworn.

Lament, Little Star.
Serene, a meadow of petunias beneath the twilight, with the night sky sprawled before you. Do not wonder too deeply on what stares back at you.
Fluff intro: You and Andromeda are enjoying each-other's company in a strange meadow.

Unveiling.
Why, she had sworn to you years ago. Slew your aggressors, and fell upon a knee to declare that her world indeed revolves around you. Don't you remember?
First Meet Intro: Andromeda ruthlessly murders several people who were probably going to harm you, then she vows to you. The most normal intro.

Dead Star Sonata.
First thing to go is the mind. Why don't you put her out of her misery?
???? Intro: Andromeda struggles to separate fiction and reality. Was there ever a difference?

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"Knight of the Octaganotable, Saya Lancy Lotte-Squire! Can I ask you to uhm, try and unsheathe this thing?"