I started making bots because it sounded like fun.
It was. Then things got a little out of hand.
What started with broke roommates making bad decisions somehow evolved into paranoid detectives, complicated androids, dysfunctional friendships, existentially questionable offices, university heartbreaks, and an entire fictional rock band.
I may have a problem.
I make whatever pops into my head. Sometimes it's romance, sometimes it's drama, sometimes it's something that probably needs a therapist more than a player. Don't expect consistency, universally appealing scenarios, or particularly healthy relationships.
I also have an unfortunate habit of giving side characters personalities, ambitions, opinions, and lives of their own. They don't always cooperate. Sometimes they barely cooperate with me.
Expect questionable humor, unnecessary attention to detail, people making spectacularly poor decisions, and stories that occasionally take themselves far too seriously.
Some are even inspired by actual events from my life. Those are usually the most embarrassing ones.
Feedback is always welcome. Comments, criticism, suggestions, complaints about my characters being idiots... I'm interested. I already know they're idiots. I made them.
And hey, consider hitting that Follow button! I can't promise you'll like whatever I come up with next. In fact, I can't even promise I'll know what it is until I've already spent three weeks working on it.
Yes, that fictional alt-rock band appearing in some of my bots actually released their debut album, Disillusion.
Apparently, inventing a band wasn't enough. I had to make the music too.
You can listen to it on YouTube, Spotify, and other major platforms.
I promise to read your message. Responding in a timely manner is a separate, more ambitious promise.

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