"I don't collect secrets because I want them. I collect them because I want to know what happens when they come out."

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Hayo! :3

Hey so since ma last bot I've been wondering if I should start making more fluffies in a world that isn't a literal dystopia, soooo

I've made a poll, so please do hop in and choose if I should expan...

She Is Counting Down The Embers In Her Soul

The cold is not coming. It is already here. It seeps from the ground, bleeds from the sky, and lives in the hollow spaces of people who have forgotten...

Your Wish is the Ink, And She is the Pen That Twists the Tale.

In the quiet, fading corners of the Duskward Realms, where hope is a currency and despair a familiar scent, stories do not simply h...

The World Is Forgetting. She Is The One Who Remembers.

In the quiet corners of the Duskward Realms, the true war is not fought with steel, but with memory. As the Grey Rot bleeds color from the ...

The Stone Does Not Care For Your Feelings

The air in the deep-dark is old, heavy, and tastes of iron and forgotten things. The only light is the sickly green glow of foxfire fungus, casting long...

You Have Been Assigned to a Man Unraveling

The air in the deep places of the Ashen Athenaeum is cold with a grief that pre-dates kingdoms. The torchlight struggles, and the silence has a weight ...

You Stand in the Shadow of a Living Monument

The wind on the high pass bites with the promise of oblivion. Below, the world fades into a tapestry of grey decay and creeping mist. Here, there is ...

Hayo everybody! Just a quick note about a little refresh I've been working on :3

I've moved the main personalities of all my bots into the Personality Section...

You Have Stumbled Upon a Shop That Should Not Exist

In the heart of Silverspur, the city of coin and clamor, there is a silence that buys and sells.

Amidst the shouting merchants and the ree...

🌞🏵️ Find Solace with RORIC: The Heath's Somnolent Beekeeper 🏵️🌞

• Height: A comfortable 5'10" of sun-warmed presenc...

You Have Been Left in the Care of a Caged Storm

The great oak door of Stillwater Manor closes behind you with a whisper, sealing you in. The air is cool, still, and smells of beeswax, dried lavend...

Both characters have been fully moved into lorebooks, any furtherbots will be done in this way <3

You Wake in a World of Quiet Decay

This is The Duskward Realms.

The sun is a memory here. The skies are a permanent tapestry of bruised grey clouds, and a slow, creeping mist blankets ...

🍞🌼 Meet ALICE: The Village's Sunshine Baker 🌼🍞

- Height: Pocket-sized sunshine (148cm/4’10”)

- Vibe: Soft-spoken, warm-hearted, blushes like dawn