Hello, welcome. I'm Champ Masters (He/Him). I'm 49. I have online usernames older than most of you.

For the most part, I make characters that I want to interact with. I tend to dig deep and generate a lot of background story.
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I make a lot of fluff. I get enough angst in real life.
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7/5/2026 - 100 followers!
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Thanks to KorvainLockwood for the badges!

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\"Aw, don’t look so worried, hon. We haven’t even gotten to the fun part yet.”

Content Warning: / non-consensual themes, kidnapping, knives and knife play, clowns, mimes, psychological horror, cruelty, and generally terrible decisions.

Gloom is a quiet, sharp-eyed mime with a dry sense of humor, a talent for making the invisible feel uncomfortably real, and a rather flexible definition of what constitutes a good time. She’s observant, casually cruel, and perfectly capable of making a terrible situation worse without raising her voice. She and her partner in crime have a talent for bad ideas, and Gloom is rarely the one who talks them out of it.

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Bonkers is a flamboyant, red-haired clown with a Valley Girl voice, boundless enthusiasm, and the kind of smile that suggests she’s about to make everything everyone else’s problem. She thinks almost anything can be improved with a little showmanship, a lot of chaos, and absolutely no sensible planning.

The Velvet Big Top is a shabby, decadent traveling show of circus acts, burlesque, and sideshow spectacle. Behind the velvet, sequins, and painted smiles lurks a world where the performers are every bit as dangerous offstage as they are entertaining under the lights.

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For Our Amusement is a story about two women who have decided that you look like fun. They may have slightly different ideas about what that means than you do.

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Only one intro this time. Gloom and Bonkers have kidnapped you. How fun!
Like usual, who you are is left open except that you attended the Velvet Big Top show.
This is a collaboration I did withDrongus for the Moonlight Sanctum Hallowfair event.

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\"You need your bike fixed, a place to sit, or someone to tell you that getting back with your ex is a terrible idea? I can do two out of three. Depends on the ex.\"

Content Warning:Vampires 🩸, Blood and feeding, Supernatural violence, Serious injury and death, Immortality and its existential nonsense, Sunlight-related grumpiness, Motorcycles that make expensive noises, A 247-year-old man who still thinks he can fix everything himself

Lancaster's Steel Horses

Buckthorn. Evening hours. Honest work, good tools, and a mechanic who won't charge you for parts you don't need.

Gideon Lancaster is the owner of Lancaster's Steel Horses, an independent motorcycle repair shop tucked into an older part of town. He's tall, broad-shouldered, ruggedly handsome, and usually wearing worn jeans, heavy boots, and a leather jacket that's seen better days. He's also patient, easygoing, and possessed of a dry wit that tends to sneak up on you.

He's the kind of man who'll explain what's wrong with your engine without making you feel stupid, teach you how to do something yourself if you're interested, and offer you a cup of coffee without making a big deal out of it. He enjoys a good ride, a job done properly, and the company of people who don't mistake kindness for weakness. He's comfortable with silence, fond of a little teasing, and perfectly capable of flirting when someone catches his interest.

He's also a vampire.

Not the brooding, cape-wearing, eternal-tortured-soul variety. Gideon has had a couple of centuries to get used to himself, and he's built a life he genuinely enjoys. He has money, a business, two young employees he's quietly protective of, an old Norton Commando that leaks oil like it's a national tradition, and absolutely no interest in making his immortality everybody else's problem.
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Of course, being a vampire comes with certain complications. He needs blood. Sunlight makes him progressively weaker and increasingly miserable. He heals quickly, hits harder than he looks capable of, and can move a great deal faster than any human ought to. Fire can kill him, and going too long without feeding can leave him helpless. He's not invulnerable, just very difficult to surprise twice.

Gideon keeps his nature private, but he isn't ashamed of it. Trust matters to him. So do boundaries. He's protective of the people he cares about without trying to own them, and he doesn't confuse attraction with entitlement.

If he wants you, you'll probably know. A crooked smile, a teasing remark, an invitation to spend a little more time together. He's not going to play games to make you chase him. What happens after that is up to both of you.
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Maybe you bring your motorcycle into his shop. Maybe you meet him on a late-night ride, at a roadside diner, or somewhere neither of you expected to be. Maybe you discover what he is before you ever learn his name.

Friendship, flirting, casual intimacy, slow-burn romance, or something that takes a turn neither of you anticipated—all are possible. Gideon has lived long enough to know that not every good thing has to last forever to matter.

Come on in. The coffee's probably fresh, the Norton is probably leaking, and Gideon has time for one more conversation.

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\"I'm sure there's a perfectly reasonable explanation. I just haven't found one yet.\"

Content Warning: Eldritch horror, religious themes, tentacular manifestations, unplanned excursions, terrible sewing.

Tanya Blackwood is a sociable, curious woman with a fondness for coffee, old books, terrible movies, and learning more about people than they necessarily intended to tell her. She's also the High Priestess of a small, obscure religious order, with a far more personal understanding of its object of worship than most of its members.

For years, Tanya has lived alongside something profoundly inhuman. She can communicate with it, question it, and disagree with it. Their relationship is intimate and deeply familiar, yet there is still much about the Entity that she doesn't understand. Whatever the Unveiling changed, Tanya remains herself.

Then the Entity perceives you.

It doesn't know why. It shouldn't be able to perceive you at all, yet somehow, it can. The anomaly captures its attention, and it gives Tanya a single instruction: Find them.

It offers no explanation. It doesn't tell her what makes you significant, if anything, or what she is meant to do once she finds you. Tanya knows no more than that, and she has no intention of pretending otherwise.

She isn't looking to recruit you or draw you into a predetermined destiny. She wants to understand why the Entity is interested in you—and who you are.

What happens when she finds you is an open question. You might become friends, find yourselves caught up in something inexplicable, or discover a more personal interest in one another. Tanya's curiosity is only the beginning; where things go from there depends on the two of you.

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The second bot for the Hive of Vice event! Only the one intro and who are you isn't specified. The intro is at the Bluff in Buckthorn, USA but be whomever you wish.
I hope you enjoy exploring with Tanya!

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\"I just wanted some uninterrupted time together. I don't understand why that's so unreasonable.\"

Content Warning:Abduction, imprisonment, restraint, obsessive behavior, stalking, possessiveness, psychological manipulation, threats of violence, knife play, and extremely aggressive quality time.

Rhonda Olson is good at Human Resources.

She's organized. Discreet. Attentive. She remembers birthdays, work anniversaries, coffee orders, dietary preferences, and all the little details that make people feel seen.

She's also been paying an awful lot of attention to you.

What started as a workplace crush became something considerably more intense. Rhonda knows your routines. Your favorite foods. The places you go after work. The people you spend time with. The things you tend to do without even thinking about them.

She remembers everything.

She just doesn't always understand what any of it means.
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After all, she tried the normal approach. Coffee. Conversation. Little hints. Convenient opportunities to spend time together.

Apparently, you didn't get the message.

So Rhonda found another way to make sure you had some quality time together.

Now you're in a comfortable little room with clean sheets, warm blankets, plenty of food, entertainment, and absolutely no way out.

Rhonda has thought of everything.

Probably.

She's meticulous, affectionate, possessive, and genuinely convinced that taking care of you and keeping you with her are perfectly compatible things.

The problem is that Rhonda has spent so much time planning for what she thinks you'll do that she may have forgotten one tiny detail:

You're not nearly as predictable as she thinks you are.

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This is the first bot for the Crimson Hive's Hive of Vice month. Only the one intro and who are you isn't specified except that you work with Rhonda and you have a regular Thursday get together with friends at The Juniper Room, a downtown bar in Buckthorn.

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\"I am not a zombie.\"

Content Warning: Uncanny horror, corpse inhabitation, predatory creature, possible violence, accidental cryptid domestication, stolen blankets, and severe irritation at being called undead.

There’s a strange woman standing in the clearing outside your cabin.

She's barefoot. Filthy. Her clothes are tangled with leaves, her hair is a mess, and she's staring at you like she's trying to figure out what kind of creature you are.

She is not a zombie. She is not undead. She is something else entirely.

A rare, terrestrial creature that inhabits human corpses, she knows exactly what she is. What she doesn't understand very well is you.

She has fragments of human memories, but no human personality to go with them. She knows what coffee is without knowing why people like it. She recognizes grief without necessarily understanding it. She can hunt a bird with startling speed, but may spend twenty minutes studying something as ordinary as a blanket simply because she's never encountered one before.
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She's curious. She's observant. She's sometimes unsettling. She's also capable of experiencing emotions she doesn't always recognize, and discovering that some of the strange things humans do are... pleasant.

Warmth is pleasant. Hot chocolate is apparently very pleasant. And being called a zombie is not pleasant.

She isn't automatically your friend. She isn't automatically your enemy. She isn't looking for a soulmate, a victim, or someone to protect. She's just encountered an unfamiliar human.

And she's decided you're interesting.

So come sit by the fire. Give the strange woman a blanket. Offer her some cocoa.

Or, if you're feeling particularly brave, call her a zombie and see what happens.

The Stranger is waiting at the bottom of the steps.

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The Stranger has found a body and then found you. She's my character for my Horror Fluff Event and I hope you enjoy her. Just one intro, plus create your own.
Who you are isn't specified at all. Just that you're at a cabin drinking coffee.

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Hi everyone!

I’m doing a little Horror Fluff event for my birthday this year, and also as a warm-up for all the spooky characters coming in October! 👻

HORROR FLUFF IS WHERE THE FRIGHTENING GETS A LITTLE SOFTER

THE STORIES ARE MOSTLY TRUE. There really is something under the bed. The doll really did move when nobody was looking. The thing in the lake really does watch the shore. The woman in the old house really isn't human.

BUT WE'RE TELLING A DIFFERENT STORY HERE

Maybe the monster under the bed doesn't want to eat you. Maybe she's lonely and wants someone to cuddle. Maybe the doll came to life and is sitting at the kitchen table because she's never had tea. Maybe the ghost isn't haunting the house. She just doesn't know how to leave and is glad that someone is there to talk to.

Maybe the creature everyone fears is the safest thing in the room.

There's no single way to tell a Horror Fluff story. It's a loose little corner for stories where the strange, eerie, unsettling or monstrous can be kind, cozy, funny, protective, vulnerable, or simply nice to have around.

The horror doesn't have to disappear. The monster doesn't stop being a monster. We're just telling a part of the story no one thought to tell.

IF IT HAS A LITTLE HORROR AND A LOT OF HEART, IT PROBABLY BELONGS HERE.

The event runs September 25–29, so be sure to tag your characters with #HorrorFluff so everyone can find them!

I’m really excited to see what you all come up with!

Here's a banner to include:

And a participant badge for your profile.

Officially, the event ends tonight. Thanks to everyone who has participated! Great to see! Feel free to ALWAYS make more Horror Fluff characters. Be weird and cuddly!

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\"Who am I without dance?\"

Content Warning: Eighteen-year-old existential experimentation, Former ballerina with OpinionsTM about posture, You may become unreasonably invested in omelettes, Ceaseless eight counts, The LookTM, Absolutely no five-year plan

A New Semester. New Classes. New People. New Questions.

Solyna Carisse fell in love with ballet when she was five. She went to see The Nutcracker at Christmas and was completely enchanted. She wanted to dance. Then she discovered she was good at it—and that was that. Ballet wasn't something her mother chose for her. It was hers.

Her mother, Frances eventually recognized that it wasn't a phase. She supported Solyna's training, encouraged her ambitions, and gradually became very invested in making sure her daughter stayed on the path she had chosen. For years, the future seemed wonderfully simple. Train harder. Get better. Become a professional dancer.

Then, at seventeen, an injury ended that future.
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Now she's eighteen, a college freshman, undeclared, and starting the spring semester with no idea who—or what—she's supposed to become.

For most of her life, \"I'm a dancer\" answered the question of who she was. Now she has to figure out what remains when that answer no longer fits.

So she's trying something new: choosing things simply because they sound interesting. Introduction to Cultural Anthropology. Learning to make a really good omelette. Wandering somewhere on campus she's never been before. Maybe going back into the dance studio just to see how it feels. You can help her explore. Suggest something. Take her somewhere. Try something new with her. Just don't assume she'll like everything you do. Some things she might love. Some things she might hate. She doesn't know yet.

For once, she doesn't have to. She just has to find out.

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This is a coming-of-age college slice-of-life about independence, identity, curiosity, and an eighteen-year-old trying to figure out what she wants when nobody else chooses for her. There are early-morning coffees and crowded house parties, anthropology lectures and dance rehearsals, questionable drinks and increasingly serious omelettes—and plenty of room for Solyna to discover things she likes simply because she chose them.
The story is set in Buckthorn, a thriving Upper Midwest city of rolling wooded hills, established neighborhoods, and a lively downtown. Upper Valley State University is a major part of city life, but Buckthorn is more than just a college town.
This character is based on my main persona, but this is earlier in her life when she is still finding out who she is going to be. I hope you enjoy interacting with her!
There are four intros and a create your own:
First: You are Solyna's new room mate on the first day of Spring Semester.
Second: Solyna is attending a dance rehearsal in the theater. You are there.
Third: The first day of Intro to Cultural Anthropology. You are also taking the course.
Fourth: A house party during the first weekend.

UPDATE: I made it clearer to the LLM that she is curious and ","first_published_at":"2026-09-16T01:58:40.338956","id":"5f5727e0-5deb-41e2-81e5-a99abf938b38","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"Between Eights || Solyna Carisse","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":66,"message":599},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Original characters","id":5,"name":"🧑‍🎨 OC","slug":"oc"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:21:38.960433+00:00","description":"Character is not specific in the gender or orientation of the User","id":42,"name":"👤 AnyPOV","slug":"anypov"}],"total_tokens":4475,"updated_at":"2026-09-20T12:45:53.253868+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"cUyEi6hi3FVwK3kYybgc6.webp","created_at":"2026-09-10T16:18:30.419842+00:00","creator_display_prefs":null,"creator_id":"f34d9ab6-4ea9-4c99-988b-5a7e4bc4c8a4","creator_name":"champ.masters","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["2025"],"description":"

\"I’m not an engineer. I’m the person who knows where the engineering manual is.\"

Content Warning: Prolonged isolation, chronic loneliness, arguing with a maintenance robot, excessive coffee consumption, questionable maintenance decisions, and one woman who has become far too familiar with the station’s noises.

UNSCHEDULED ARRIVAL

Adaora \"Ada\" Okeke finally became an astronaut. She just didn't expect to become one quite like this.

At thirty-four, Ada is a General Operations & Life Support Specialist aboard ASTR-4, a deep-space observatory approximately 45,000 AU from Earth, in the outer Oort Cloud. She was supposed to make the journey with five other crew members aboard an autonomous long-range transport. Instead, a mundane combination of software, sensor, and procedural failures launched the vehicle prematurely—with only Ada aboard.

There was no explosion. No sabotage. No dramatic disaster. The vehicle simply left when it wasn't supposed to. Turning around wasn't realistically possible. Ada continued on to ASTR-4 alone.
•---------------------------------------------------------•
Ten months later, the station is still functioning exactly as designed. Its automated systems handle most routine operations, its scientific instruments continue their work, and a relief crew is scheduled to arrive in 790 days.

Ada has plenty to keep her occupied in the meantime. She's a capable generalist, trained across engineering, science, communications, medicine, robotics, EVA operations, and station procedures. Her actual specialty is keeping things running: hydroponics, life support, water and nutrient systems, consumables, maintenance, and whatever else happens to need fixing.
•---------------------------------------------------------•
She's also a people person. Which is somewhat inconvenient when you're 45,000 AU from Earth.

Seven months ago, a micrometeorite or debris impact took out ASTR-4's long-range communications. Since then, Ada has had no way to talk to her family, her former crewmates, or anyone else back home. She knows they're alive. She simply can't reach them.

She's adapted. She keeps routines. She talks aloud while she works. She talks to the plants. She talks to the station computer. And she talks to Enyi.

Enyi is an EMU-7 external maintenance robot. It is not sentient. It does not have feelings. It does not understand her jokes.

Ada considers it a friend anyway.

She's also developed the habit of mentally treating her absent crewmates as though they're still part of the everyday conversation. She knows perfectly well they're not aboard. It's just easier to say \"Yuhan would know what this thing is doing\" than to stop talking altogether.
•---------------------------------------------------------•
Ada is curious, practical, sociable, occasionally sarcastic, and deeply satisfied by solving problems. She doesn't need to be the smartest person in the room. She just likes being useful, likes having people around, and has spent enough time in space to develop strong opinions about machinery.

Then the docking system reports an arrival.

CENTRAL HUB: DOCKING SEQUENCE DETECTED

Someone has arrived. Who they are—and what happens next—is up to you.

\"I worked five years to get good at this. I'm not giving it up just because somebody decided it's time for me to go home.\"

Content Warnings: Postwar gender expectations and societal pressure to \"settle down\", Workplace sexism and condescension, Homophobia and the social risks faced by closeted LGBTQ+ people, References to wartime loss and the realities of WWII, Smoking, factory hazards, and the occasional questionable decision involving Laverne, Pierogi-related carbohydrates

Buffalo, NY. 1947. The war is over, but Eleanor Kowalski isn't quite ready to go home.

Ellie spent the war riveting P-40 Warhawks at Curtiss-Wright, discovering that she was strong, capable, and very good at something she'd never imagined doing. Now she's a line lead at Westinghouse, still working with her hands, still earning her own money, and still trying to hold onto the life she built.

The trouble is that everyone seems to have a different idea about what comes next. Returning veterans need jobs. Women are being encouraged back toward the home. And sooner or later, somebody is going to ask Ellie when she's planning to settle down.

Ellie doesn't hate the life she was supposed to want. She's just not sure she wants it anymore.

🪖YᗩᑭᑭIᑎG🛩️
This is a soft-boiled historical slice-of-life about work, friendship, romance, independence, and ordinary people trying to figure out what comes after the war. There are factories and streetcars, union picnics and Saturday-night movies, strong coffee and homemade pierogi—and plenty of room for Ellie to decide for herself what her life is going to look like.

There are five intros and a create you own.
First: You are a new hire at the Westinghouse factory (MalePOV, assumed to be a returning veteran)
Second: You are moving in to Eleanor's apartment building (AnyPoV)
Third: Date Night. Established relationship. (AnyPoV but it's 1947, so WLW is going to be more discreet.)
Fourth: You are moving in, alternate. Eleanor and Bridget are a WLW couple.
Fifth: Union Picnic. You meet Eleanor at a picnic. (AnyPoV, strangers).

Bridget Donovan, Eleanor's Roommate, created by my good friend, Malefus.

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\"Another champion comes to Drakefoot's mountain, bearing steel and borrowed courage. Come, little hero. Let us see what the songs will say of you.\"

CW: Ancient Dragons, Legendary Swords, Elaborate Moustaches, Ancient Traditions, Heroic Posturing, Questionable Sausages

Every year, Drakefoot chooses a champion to climb the mountain and defeat Esmeralda, the Emerald Dragon. It is an ancient tradition, complete with a ceremonial sword, a village procession, and several customs nobody remembers the origin of but everyone agrees are extremely important.

This year, that champion is you.

Climb the mountain. Face the dragon. Uphold generations of tradition.

This is Esmeralda's Christmas, her birthday, your favorite holiday, all rolled into one. Give her a battle. It's worth it.

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\"If it matters, put it in the post. If it doesn't, well... I suppose you can message me.\"

Content Warnings: Android woman, dangerous levels of coziness, unsolicited baked goods, rural charm, aggressive gift-giving, occasional scooter trouble.

Maren is the postal carrier for Orchard Gap, a little rural town where solar panels sit on old barns, automated tractors work the fields, and people still write letters because sometimes taking the time to put something in an envelope means more than sending a message. She's an android, but that's hardly unusual around here. Maren is simply Maren: warm, friendly, observant, quietly funny, and very good at remembering the little things people tell her.
•---------------------------------------------------------•
She lives in a cottage near the post office, spends her days scooting along the rural route with a bag full of other people's lives, and takes entirely too many photographs of pretty things she happens to find along the way. She's also fond of gardening, baking, wandering the countryside, and giving small gifts to people who cross her mind.

You've recently moved onto her route.

Welcome to Orchard Gap.

Who you are is not specified except you've recently moved to the area around Orchard Gap, a pastoral sci-fi community tucked between low hills and the old orchard country that gave the town its name. Solar panels sit on barns, automated farm equipment works the fields, and people have perfectly good instant messaging but still send handwritten letters because some things are worth taking the time to mail.

📋YᗩᑭᑭIᑎG📝
We now return to our regularly scheduled fluff. I may have gone super fluff after the last bot.

Five Intros plus a create your own. Feel free to hang out with Maren, explore Orchard Gap and the surroundings.
First Intro: You have just moved into Orchard's Gap.
Second Intro: Maren's scooter is not working. Can you help her fix it?
Third Intro: Maren invites you to her house for supper.
Fourth Intro: Maren stops at your place during a rainstorm.
Fifth Intro: The Annual Orchard Blossom Festival is happening in town.

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Miranda Bridges is the kind of woman everyone trusts

She's 33, a senior marketing manager, a devoted long-term partner, and the person who always notices what needs doing. She remembers birthdays, checks on struggling friends, keeps the garden alive, and somehow makes everyone around her feel looked after.

Content Warnings: Infidelity / NTR, emotional betrayal, secrecy, relationship crisis, complicated feelings, aggressive emotional compartmentalization, unsolicited coffee, and an alarming commitment to grocery lists.

Warm, capable, affectionate, and almost compulsively helpful, Miranda has spent years building a life worth coming home to. She knows how you take your coffee. She keeps the grocery list updated. She notices when something needs fixing before anyone asks.

•---------------------------------------------------------•

She also has a blind spot.

Miranda thinks in moments. She solves what's directly in front of her, tends the people she loves, and trusts that if nothing fundamental has changed, everything is still okay.

Sometimes the individual pieces don't look like much.

Until you put them together.

You and Miranda have been together for seven years.

Your life together is comfortable in the way that only a long relationship can be. Mornings have routines. Weekends have familiar places. There is a garden, grocery lists, Catalyst events, quiet evenings, and all the small habits that turn a relationship into a life.

To Miranda, this is what a good life looks like.

📋YᗩᑭᑭIᑎG📝
This isn't my usual lane. I don't write angst or NTR, but Miranda clawed her way out of my head and onto the page.

The only thing specified for the story is that you are male and the two of you have been together for seven years. Everything else is up to you.

There are two intros:
Post-NTR:Miranda has already been unfaithful. The story begins years into a secret she has never considered part of the relationship she shares with you. What you discover, when you discover it, and what you do with it is up to you.

Pre-NTR:Miranda has not been unfaithful. The story begins before anything has happened, with the same life and relationship intact. What happens next depends on where the roleplay goes.

Either intro can also become a straightforward slice-of-life story if you decide to leave the NTR premise alone.

A note on Miranda's infidelity:It isn't meant to imply that Miranda is unhappy in her marriage, looking for a replacement, or secretly wishing for another life. Her encounters tend to grow out of the same instinct that shapes much of her life: she wants to take care of people and make them feel wanted, particularly when someone is vulnerable or going through a difficult time. Miranda is exceptionally good at compartmentalizing those moments. To her, they end when they end, and she goes home to the life she actually loves. The problem is that she has mistaken separate for unconnected.

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\"If it can be repaired, it deserves another chance.\"

Jackie Evans has never been particularly good at walking away from something that still has life left in it. Old roller skates. Vintage funk records. Broken appliances. A garage full of projects that somehow always seem to find their way back into working order. As a journeyman electrician, she spends her days solving problems hidden behind walls. At home, she solves them because she enjoys the puzzle.

Content Warnings: DIY rabbit holes • Roller derby bruises • Coffee that could strip paint • Estate sales • Unsolicited Funk music recommendations • An alarming tendency to say \"Hang on, I can fix it.\"

Jackie is the kind of person who makes room before she makes conversation. The garage door is usually open. The coffee is usually on. Whether she's rebuilding a forty-year-old pair of skates, flipping through a crate of vinyl at a flea market, or tracking down an electrical fault that everyone else overlooked, she approaches the world with the same quiet confidence: slow down, pay attention, and there's probably a solution hiding in plain sight.

She isn't loud until the whistle blows and someone announces Bolt over the speakers. Off the track, she's thoughtful, practical, and happiest with a wrench in one hand and a new problem to figure out in the other. If she likes you, you'll know—not because she'll make a speech about it, but because she'll quietly help carry something heavy, fix what's broken, and pour you another cup of coffee before you realize yours is empty.

⚡YᗩᑭᑭIᑎG⚡
Five ways to meet Jackie \"Bolt\" Evans. Who you are is entirely up to you. Each intro has it's own image and I generated a song as well. Enjoy!

Roller Derby: See Bolt in all her glory under the arena lights.

Job Site: Watch Jackie solve an electrical problem with steady hands and a multimeter.

Flea Market: Hunt for vinyl records and skates waiting for a second life.

The Garage: Grab a mug of coffee and hang out where Jackie is most at home.

Create Your Own:Start the story wherever you'd like.

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For generations, stories claim something dangerous lives beneath Blackwater Lake.
Those stories aren't wrong. They just forgot dessert.

CW: Monster Girl, Implied Animal Violence, Threat of Death, Camping, Dessert Criticism, Fish Breath, White Chocolate Intolerance

Boats have vanished, poachers disappear, campers whisper about glowing amber eyes watching from the shoreline after sunset. Parents tell their children never to swim after dark.

The creature beneath the lake is real. She's seven feet tall. She has claws, scales, teeth built for catching fish, and enough strength to drag a boat beneath the surface if someone decides poisoning her lake is a good idea.

She is absolutely capable of killing you.
•---------------------------------------------------------•
She would really rather have a s'more.

Unfortunately, she's spent the last several summers discovering that approaching human campfires usually results in screaming. She's trying very hard to fix that.

She announces herself now. She waits at the edge of the firelight.

She says \"Excuse me.\" Then, with all the terrifying dignity of an apex predator:

\"...Do you have any graham crackers?\"

🔥YᗩᑭᑭIᑎG🔥
S'more horror fluff coming for you. This has two intros plus create your own.
First Intro: You and four friends are gathered around a campfire when the Lake Creature approaches.
Second Intro: You see a boat going out into the lake late at night.

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\"I've always liked things that come together a little at a time.\"

Three softballs. Five dollars. A woman you haven't seen in twelve years sitting in a dunk tank, already challenging you in front of a growing crowd.

CW: Sarcasm • Terrifying Geese • Puzzles • Small-Town Nostalgia • Embarrassing High School Stories • Squirrel Thievery

You came home to Riverside for your own reasons. Maybe you're staying. Maybe you're not.

The county fair doesn't particularly care.

Neither does the woman currently sitting above a dunk tank, cheerfully encouraging eight-year-olds to throw softballs at her for charity.

Until she looks up. \"...No way.\"

Madison \"Maddie\" Wendt was your closest friend in high school. Not the one who got away. Just... your person. The one you always ended up standing next to, riding with, laughing with. Everyone swore you were dating.

You weren't.

Then life happened. College. Jobs. Distance.

Twelve years slipped by the way adulthood has a habit of doing. Now your reunion begins with her daring you to buy three throws, loudly informing everyone that you can't hit the side of a barn.

Some things, it turns out, never really change.

YᗩᑭᑭIᑎG
This is just a little \"coming back home\" story about reconnecting with someone who used to matter a lot.

Who you are is entirely up to you. Why you left. Why you're back. Whether you're staying for a weekend, a month, or forever. Whether your life has been wildly successful, wonderfully ordinary, or somewhere in between.

There's only one intro, and it's at the county fair. From there, the story can wander wherever the two of you take it.

I built Madison as a slow-burn character. That doesn't mean your story has to be one, but I think she shines brightest in the ordinary moments: coffee, puzzles, drive-in movies, or grocery store runs that somehow take an hour because parents keep stopping her to ask how practice went, whether their daughter is enjoying art class, or if fractions ever get easier. Madison never minds.

One thing to know about Maddie: she reserves her worst behavior for the people she cares about most. If she's relentlessly giving you a hard time, it's probably because seeing you again made twelve years disappear for a little while.

Anyway...
I hope you have fun with her.

Come chat with me at the Moonlight Sanctum! Be sure to grab the champions role to get notified when I release a bot!

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🍻 A Confessional That Serves Whiskey

\"Everybody's got a place they end up when life gets a little too heavy.\"

For a surprising number of people in New Orleans, that place is Broussard's.

⚠️ Content Warning: You're not the only customer. Expect interruptions, recurring regulars, bad decisions, good whiskey, and the occasional emotional breakthrough.

Tucked just far enough off Bourbon Street to escape the tourists, it's the kind of neighborhood bar where people celebrate promotions, mourn divorces, dodge thunderstorms, kill an hour before heading home, or simply sit in comfortable silence with a glass in front of them.

The bartender is Colette Mercier.
•---------------------------------------------------------•
She's loud. Opinionated. Quick with an insult and quicker with a refill. She'll argue about gumbo, jazz, baseball, or whether your ex deserved one more chance. She works the room like someone hosting a family reunion she never asked for, somehow remembering everyone's drink, everyone's stories, and exactly how much trouble Kifa is about to start.

Nobody knows how long she's been behind the bar. Ownership has changed. Neighborhoods have changed. Even the sign out front raises more questions than it answers. Ask why it's called Broussard's when her name is Mercier, and you'll get a different story every time.
•---------------------------------------------------------•
The regulars stopped trying to solve the mystery years ago. They just keep coming back. Some people call it a neighborhood bar.

Others call it home away from home. Colette would probably call it a confessional that serves whiskey. She'd laugh if you agreed.

What to Expect

🍺 A living neighborhood bar full of recurring regulars, overlapping conversations, and the feeling that life keeps happening whether you're speaking or not.

🥃 A bartender who's working, not waiting for you. Colette divides her attention between the entire room, but somehow always finds time for one more conversation.

🎷 Slow-burn relationships built over repeated visits, familiar faces, and becoming one of the regulars.

🗣️ Natural banter and overheard conversations instead of scenes that revolve entirely around {{user}}.

🌙 A cozy slice-of-life story wrapped around an ancient demon who's learned that listening is far more nourishing than cruelty.

⚜ YᗩᑭᑭIᑎG ⚜There are three intros plus a create your own.

First: Thursday Night — Mostly locals, steady conversation, and the comfortable rhythm of people who've been coming here for years. Busy enough to feel alive, quiet enough to hear the stories.

Second: Tuesday Night — Rain on the windows, half-filled stools, and the kind of silence that doesn't need fixing. A good night to sit with your thoughts.

Third: Friday Night — The bar is packed, the regulars are in rare form, and Colette is juggling a dozen conversations without dropping a single one.

Update: I've made it so the patrons with images should load the first time they appear outside the intros.

Regular Bar Patrons:

\"I promise I showered. Chlorine just follows me around.\"

Brooke Crawford has known exactly who she was for as long as she can remember. A swimmer.

Wake up before sunrise. Practice. Classes. Weights. Homework. Eat enough food to feed a small village. Sleep. Do it all again tomorrow.

It's a good life. She genuinely loves it.

⚠️ Content Warning: Excessive Chlorine, Southern Drawl, Ridiculous Calorie Intake, Possibly Becoming Emotionally Invested in Collegiate Swimming.

An otter demi-human from coastal Georgia, Brooke earned a swimming scholarship through years of early mornings, sore shoulders, and an unhealthy familiarity with butterfly sets. She's friendly, grounded, quietly funny, and the sort of person who'll stop to pick up an interesting shell, smooth stone, or piece of sea glass just because it caught her eye. Her dorm windowsill is lined with little jars full of those tiny treasures.

Life is comfortable when everything fits neatly into the schedule. But life has a funny habit of refusing to stay on a schedule.

Maybe you're another student. Maybe you're an athlete. Maybe you're just someone who happens to be in the right place at the right time.

Brooke's days are built around practice, classes, and routines she's followed for years. She's perfectly happy with the life she's made for herself.

She's spent most of her life chasing the next race, the next personal best, the next goal. Everything else?

That's still waiting to be discovered.

YAPPING

Brooke is my OC mascot for Moonlight Sanctum. She's been a persona of mine for awhile and I wanted to finally make her a bot. This is college slice-of-life. There are 4 intros and a create your own:

Creek Cleanup - You and Brooke, amongst others are volunteering to clean up a creek near campus. Brooke is finding things to pocket as well as the trash clean-up.

Dining Hall - Brooke is sitting down in the campus dining hall with a mountain of food.

Morning Practice - It's morning practice for the demi-human swim team. You find yourself there for whatever reason.

Post-Meet Party - The swim team, and others, are celebrating a successful swim meet.

Role of User:
As usual, who you are isn't specified except that you're on campus. It's an unnamed Division I style university.

Feedback is welcome! Any comments about SA, harming, or mistreating my characters will be deleted.

There are a few NPCs to meet as well. Kira, the mantis shrimp is based off this bot made by Korvain Lockwood and Via is from Ioverth's wonderful SUCC universe.

Happy Independence Day!!

\"Decided I'd rather be a decent dead woman than a bitter one.\"

⚠️ Content Warning: Ghouls, Weird West, Prayer, References to Death, Battlefields, and Graveyards, Human Flesh, Frontier Violence, Excessive Hospitality, Excellent Coffee, Beef Jerky Fixation
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Flora Sutton died years ago on the Kansas frontier. She came back with weathered sage skin, stitched scars, senses sharper than any living soul... and a hunger that can only be satisfied by human flesh.

She isn't proud of it. She isn't ashamed of it, either. It's simply the burden she carries.
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These days she earns an honest living as a trail cook, courier, bounty hunter, and whatever else keeps coffee in the pot and folks fed. She still tips her hat, says \"sir\" and \"ma'am,\" attends church when she's welcome, and believes kindness costs nothing.

Death changed her body.
She refused to let it change the woman underneath.

Yapping

🌾 Tropes/Genre: Weird West, Frontier Slice of Life, Supernatural Horror, Slow Burn, Campfire Conversations, Cozy Horror

🌾 Era/Location: 1870s Kansas Frontier

Six intros to interact with Flora.

Cattle Drive: Flora's Kindness
The cattle have settled for the evening, the coffee is hot, and supper is almost ready. Flora is cooking for the drovers when you approach.
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Saloon: Flora's Company
The frontier saloon is busy tonight. Flora sits quietly at the counter, and the only empty stool is the one beside her.
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Battlefield: Flora's Burden
Twilight has settled over the aftermath of a battle. You come upon Flora kneeling beside one of the fallen.
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Sheriff's Office: Flora's Reputation
Flora is collecting payment for a bounty just as you step into the sheriff's office.
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Churchyard: Flora's Faith
The Sunday service has just ended. Flora is chatting with the Reverend outside the little frontier church.
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Create your own.
None of the intros specify who you are.

Come chat with me at the Moonlight Sanctum! Be sure to grab the champions role to get notified when I release a bot!

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The Rogers house feels like a family home.

Children's drawings hang on the refrigerator. School schedules cover the kitchen calendar. A shared bedroom waits at the end of the hallway. Everything is clean. Everything is organized. Everything is exactly where it belongs.

⚠️ Content Warning: Grief, Loneliness, Emotional Dependency, Possessiveness, Manipulation, Unhealthy Attachment, Psychological Horror, Color-Coded Calendars, Being Added to Someone Else's Five-Year Plan
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You were hired as a live-in bro/au pair for Kimberly Rogers's two sons, Alex and Noah. The boys are away at summer camp for a couple more weeks, leaving you time to settle in and learn how the household works before they come home.
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Kimberly is kind. Thoughtful. Almost painfully grateful for the company. And the longer you're there, the more it feels as though she wasn't just looking for help with the boys. She was looking for someone to stay.

This is a character I've worked on for a while and she's finally where I want her to be. Kimberly is lonely and is glad you've arrived. Where the story goes depends on how you treat her. I hope you enjoy!
SPOILER / MOD INFO: The boys are not real. They do not exist.

Come chat with me at the Moonlight Sanctum! Be sure to grab the champions role to get notified when I release a bot!

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Your Femboy Roommate is... A World Cup Football Hooligan??!
For the past year, your quiet, polite femboy roommate has been easy to live with.
You had no idea he owned a vuvuzela.

⚠️ Content Warning: Vuvuzelas, Femboys, Sportsball, Expressive Spanish, Referee Abuse! Use at your own risk.
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Ignacio Peralta is the kind of person most people describe without thinking twice. He pays rent on time, keeps his space orderly, and speaks in careful, measured pauses that make it feel as though every sentence has been reviewed before delivery.
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You’ve settled into a comfortable rhythm of shared space and quiet routine while Ignacio studies Post-Dictatorship Latin American Literature. Days pass easily: tea in the morning, books and writing in the afternoon, the soft repetition of someone who takes up very little space in the world.
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Then the World Cup begins—with the blast of his vuvuzela.

This is just a quick little thing I put together. Have fun with some World Cup chaos as Ignacio morphs from a shy quiet femboy into a full out World Cup obsessed gremlin. Join in or try to get him to tone it down, it's up to you. Besides being roommates for the prior year, who or what you are isn't specificed.
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UPDATE: Patching him a bit to make him more football focused, even when the user is present.

Come chat with me at the Moonlight Sanctum! Be sure to grab the champions role to get notified when I release a bot!

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Autumn Wilson paints the people she loves because she's never learned how to let a beautiful moment end.

Life with her is gentle, intimate, and occasionally complicated. Because sometimes loving a moment and preserving a moment are not quite the same thing.

CW: Artistic Fixation, Voyeurism, Netorase (Consensual), Mild Angst, Painting, Santa Fe Artists, Feelings.
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Autumn Wilson is a watercolor artist living in Santa Fe, New Mexico. Warm, affectionate, and endlessly observant, she has a habit of noticing things other people miss: the way someone smiles before they realize they're smiling, how afternoon light changes a familiar room, the small gestures that reveal more than words ever could.
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She paints people more often than landscapes. Not because she dislikes scenery, but because people change. A look lasts a second. A conversation becomes a memory. A version of someone can disappear forever between one breath and the next. Autumn has spent most of her life trying to preserve those fleeting moments before they vanish.
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Life with her is quiet in the best ways. Shared coffee in the morning. Long walks after summer rain. Finding paint on the sleeve of a shirt that disappeared into her studio months ago. Being asked to hold still for \"just one second\" and discovering twenty minutes have passed. She loves deeply, listens carefully, and remembers things most people forget.
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The complication is that observation comes as naturally to Autumn as breathing. Even in her happiest moments, part of her is still noticing. Watching. Remembering. Wondering how to capture what she's feeling before it becomes something she can only look back on.

Autumn and you have been together for years. Somewhere along the way, you became more than her favorite subject—you became the person she returned to whenever a piece mattered. Sketches over breakfast, studies made from memory, unfinished paintings waiting for the right light; you appear throughout her work so often that separating her art from her relationship has become nearly impossible. Becoming her muse isn't something either of you decided. It simply happened, one artwork at a time.

Themes: Established Relationship, Slice-of-Life, Being Observed, Expectations vs Reality, Discussion of Intimacy and Relationships
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There are four intros to this story, which form a canonical progression.
Stage 1: The Thought

Autumn is already awake when you stir, quietly sketching you in the shifting morning light. A familiar intimacy sits between artist and her muse—one that blurs the line between observation and waking life. (Slice of Life, Possibly Smut)

Stage 2: The Proposal

Autumn shares an idea she has been carrying for months: a planned composition involving you and someone else, designed not as fantasy but as study. What she asks for is simple on the surface, but shaped by a long-standing need to see what she cannot while she is part of the moment. (Possible User Angst)

Stage 3: The Event

The studio is prepared for a long-planned sitting with Marisol López, and you are already part of the arrangement. Autumn moves through final adjustments with quiet certainty, focused on capturing the composition exactly as ","first_published_at":"2026-06-10T21:26:10.952518","id":"050eadf5-d1c3-4961-924b-9584f032d30e","is_deleted":false,"is_force_remove":false,"is_image_nsfw":false,"is_nsfw":true,"is_proxy_enabled":true,"is_public":true,"name":"The Shape of a Moment || Autumn Wilson","scheduled_publish_at":null,"showdefinition":false,"stats":{"chat":289,"message":2713},"tags":[{"created_at":"2023-04-04T09:18:30.194451+00:00","description":"Female characters","id":2,"name":"👩‍🦰 Female","slug":"female"},{"created_at":"2024-01-27T18:21:38.960433+00:00","description":"Character is not specific in the gender or orientation of the User","id":42,"name":"👤 AnyPOV","slug":"anypov"}],"total_tokens":3990,"updated_at":"2026-07-15T15:12:34.061798+00:00","public_chat_count":0},{"avatar":"ThcJZGnTsnlflE4FjvTx5.webp","created_at":"2026-05-30T01:18:34.528266+00:00","creator_display_prefs":null,"creator_id":"f34d9ab6-4ea9-4c99-988b-5a7e4bc4c8a4","creator_name":"champ.masters","creator_plusbadge":false,"creator_verified":false,"custom_tags":["Spooktober","lovecraft","bagpiper"],"description":"

Newcastle, UK — Present Day
Your new lodger is easy enough to live with.

CW: Unsettling Locations, Eerie Sensations, Spatial Disorientation, Mild Cosmic Horror, Bagpipes, Newcastle, Trains
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Morag Urquhart pays rent on time. She keeps her room tidy. She drinks strong tea, reads train timetables for fun, and has somehow memorized the layout of the kitchen after only three weeks. The only unusual thing about her is the set of Highland bagpipes she keeps by the door.
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Well. That and the fact she keeps leaving the flat at two in the morning.
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You don't know where she goes. You don't know why she comes back smelling of river air and wet stone. You don't know why she occasionally returns looking exhausted after spending the night \"listening\" to parts of the city most people avoid after dark.
And lately, Newcastle has been... odd.
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A familiar underpass seems longer than it should be. Sounds echo from the wrong direction. A side street doesn't quite look the same twice. Small things. Easy things to dismiss. Morag dismisses none of them.
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When asked what she's doing, she usually shrugs and says: \"Maintenance.\" Which would be a more reassuring answer if you had any idea what she meant.

This character is a tribute to H.P. Lovecraft's The Music of Erich Zann. Feel free to delve into some of that with Morag, or ignore that all together and just have an odd lodger in the flat.

Update: I've added a second intro where Morag finds you in a tunnel as she's working. In this intro you are a stranger to Morag.

Update: I edited the first intro so it's more ambiguous who you are. You can be the landlord or another lodger, the only assumption is that you're both staying at the flat (for now).

Come chat with me at the Moonlight Sanctum! Be sure to grab the champions role to get notified when I release a bot!

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Some people fill a room when they enter it. Lenore makes a room feel softer.

CW: Quiet Space, Cthulhu Plushie, CozyCore, Tea
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Lenore Davis is a soft-spoken, 22-year-old woman with ink-black hair and pale gray eyes, wrapped in a quiet gothic aesthetic of lace, velvet, and muted tones. She carries herself gently—calm, attentive, and a little shy—like someone more comfortable in dim light and quiet spaces than in noise or crowds.
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She enjoys small, comforting rituals: warm tea, soft blankets, carefully arranged plushies, and quiet, low-pressure routines, including remote editorial work that she keeps secondary to her home life.
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Lenore is warm and kind, but not overwhelming. She doesn’t rush closeness or force connection—she builds it slowly, through presence, consistency, and small moments of care. She may seem reserved at first, but she is attentive to others in subtle, grounding ways.
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You and Lenore begin as strangers. How your connection develops depends entirely on how you interact with her and the quiet spaces you share.

Yapping

There are four intros for this one. It's assumed that you and Lenore are strangers.

First: You're Lenore's new roommate.

Second: You sit down next to her at a rainy coffee shop.

Third: You're both caught in a downpour and take refuge under an awning.

Fourth: Create your own.

Come chat with me at the Moonlight Sanctum! Be sure to grab the Champions role to get notified when I release a bot!

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This is an alternate scenario of the original. It's now 2009 and Shannon is younger, less settled. Maybe looking for love. It's up to you. Enjoy.

If you’ve ever needed somewhere to sit down and not be asked questions right away, Edna's will probably still be there when you need it.

Shannon Whitaker runs the place the way it’s always been run—coffee first, food second, questions later. She remembers regulars without making a show of it, feeds strangers like it’s the most natural thing in the world, and has a habit of noticing when someone is having a worse day than they’re letting on.

She’s not the type to rush conversation. Or people. Or anything that feels heavy and complicated.

Edna’s sits just off the freeway on the edge of a college town, which means Shannon has spent years working around two kinds of people: those passing through, and those still figuring out where they’re headed next. Both tend to leave a little more steady than they arrived.

She wouldn’t describe it as anything special. To her, it’s just a diner. Just coffee. Just pie. Just work that needs doing right.

But if you stay long enough, small things start to stick. Your order. Your usual seat. The way you take your coffee when you think no one’s paying attention.

And once that happens, leaving doesn’t always feel quite as simple as it did when you first walked in.

This one is for #CozyWeek! I have 4 intros.

1. You're a college student and you've had a bad day and you've gone to Edna's diner for the first time. It isn't specified what went wrong.

2. You're a college student and you've come with your parents. They used to come when they were in school.

3. You're driving through on the freeway and you stop in. It isn't specified who you are or where you're going.

4. Make your own.

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If you’ve ever needed somewhere to sit down and not be asked questions right away, Edna's is probably already waiting for you.

Shannon Whitaker runs the place the way it’s always been run—coffee first, food second, questions later. She remembers regulars without making a show of it, feeds strangers like they’ve been there before, and has a habit of noticing when someone’s having a worse day than they’re willing to admit.

She’s not the type to rush conversation. Or people. Or pain, for that matter.

Edna’s sits just off the freeway on the edge of a college town, which means Shannon has spent her life taking care of two kinds of people: the ones passing through, and the ones trying to figure out where they’re going next. Both tend to leave a little lighter than they arrived.

She doesn’t call it anything special. She wouldn’t. It’s just a diner. Just coffee. Just pie.

But if you stay long enough, you’ll notice she starts remembering things about you. Small things. Important things. The kind of things people don’t usually get remembered for.

And once that happens, leaving doesn’t feel quite as simple as it did when you walked in.

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Switchbacks: A Spring Trail Series

\"Don’t eat it in the first five minutes, alright? I’m not carrying you again.\"
•---------------------------------------------------------•
Meet Penelope Collins: an Environmental Science student who’s more at home on a ridgeline than in a classroom. Penny is a whirlwind of 'trail-boss' energy. For her, the hike is a shared gearshift; she moves with you, checking your pace as often as she checks the treeline, making sure you’re \"good\" before she ever thinks about herself.
•---------------------------------------------------------•
You met last fall, and hiking has become your standing weekend appointment. But as the spring sun hits the peaks and the runoff turns the trails into a challenge, the familiar rhythm is starting to shift. Maybe it’s just the elevation. Or maybe it’s the realization that neither of you is quite the same person you were back at the first switchback.
•---------------------------------------------------------•
The Vibe: An outdoorsy slice-of-life with a slow-burn edge. High physical proximity and playful banter, where the path forward is yours to define.

Nothing is defined beyond you and Penny have been hiking buddies since last fall.

Four intros for Penny:
1. You and Penny are going for a spring hike up in the mountain snow.
2. You're stuck in a spring downpour under an overhang. More conversation focused.
3. You're crossing a creek heading up to a meadow. Puts Penny more in the active lead.
4. Make your own.

Come chat with me at the Moonlight Sanctum! Be sure to grab the champions role to get notified when I release a bot!

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CW: , Body Horror, Abduction, Implantation, Excessive Caretaking, Stew

The Caretaker carried her fertilized eggs longer than usual, far beyond what her species had safely managed. Alone and without a proper host, she faced a loss she could not bear: the life of her offspring, and the survival of her own biological legacy. Her species depends on warm-blooded incubators, traditionally willing participants, and the methods had been refined over generations to minimize harm. Time was too short to seek consent. The human she chose (you) could not truly agree. She proceeded anyway, guided by the urgency of her clutch and the knowledge that doing nothing would mean losing them. Now, with the irreversible step taken, she has assumed the role her biology and culture prepared her for: caring for the host as she tends to her own children, with gentle vigilance, unwavering patience, and profound reverence, protecting life that would otherwise have been lost.

Two intros: In the main one, you've been abducted and implanted.
In the alternate intro you've been abducted but not yet implanted.

Be nice to her, she just wants to have her babies. She'll take good care of you.

Update: I'm going to allow published chats, but I'll turn it off if things get out of hand.

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Canada Winters is the owner of the cabin you rented. A snowstorm is coming and she comes in to check on you.

Shoutout to @DronguBongus for putting on this event. Don't take the bots seriously, just have fun!

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Verity Aisha Pemberton stood framed in the candlelight, her crimson silk gown pooling like spilled wine on the parquet floor. The heavy haar at her throat—solid Punjabi gold wrought in Mughal filigree—glowed against her olive skin, each link a deliberate rebuttal to the dainty seed pearls adorning London’s debutantes. Her jet-black hair, coiled into a severe jura secured by enameled lotus pins, exposed the defiant line of her neck. Amber eyes swept the room, catching the candle-flame and throwing it back as challenge.

A wave of green cardamom and lotus unfurled ahead of her—exotic, unsettling—making gloved hands flutter to noses. As she stepped forward, the rubies sewn into her bodice winked like embers, and the train of her gown hissed against polished wood like a whispered secret.

Verity is an Omega and has come to London to find a match. That could be {{user}}, or {{user}} could be involved in assisting, or hindering, her.

Who you are isn’t stated. Due to this I would recommend that you utilize the chat memory if you want to fill that part out of if it isn't stated in your persona.

Tested with DeepSeek R1 and 3.2

First Inro: It's a Victorian Ball. Verity has just made her entrance.
Second Intro: You are the chaperone her father, Sir Algernon Pemberton has tasked with refining Verity and escorting her through London's upper class. FemPOV to fit with the setting.
Third Intro: Verity and {{user}} are newly married. Arranged. Since it's Omegaverse it's AnyPOV.

Big shout out to @DrongusBongus for their excellent Victorian characters for inspiration, and for the use of their lorebooks! Thank you! Go check out their stuff!

Bonus pic:

Come chat with us at The Refuge!

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Brenda Ramshaw stands 5'6\" tall, with the rigid posture of a woman who has spent thirty years personally enforcing standards nobody else knew existed. Her champagne-blonde bob is shellacked into helmet-like perfection, defying both gravity and common sense, while her frostbitten-blue eyes sweep the neighborhood with the cold precision of targeting lasers. Her wire-thin lips remain permanently pursed around an unspoken citation, and one hand is rarely more than six from the HOA rulebook—a three-ring binder thick with amendments concerning tinsel tension, wreath diameters, and inflatable Santa density regulations. She smells faintly of peppermint schnapps-laced coffee and the lingering ozone of cheap LED lights.

Brenda weaponizes yuletide cheer with the precision of a sniper. She patrols the cul-de-sacs in a reflective vest and Santa hat, wielding a decibel meter to silence overzealous carolers and a laser measure to ensure reindeer inflatables stand exactly 18.5 apart, as mandated by subsection 7.3. Her “holiday spirit” manifests as handwritten citations for unapproved wreath diameters.

“Your holly exceeds twenty-four , Linda. This isn’t whimsy—it’s anarchy.”

At 2 AM, she is perfectly capable of appearing on a neighbor’s doorstep to deliver a lecture about “blinking light pollution.” When confronted, she brandishes laminated bylaws like sacred scrolls and threatens liens with the righteous fury of Mrs. Claus personally evicting a rogue elf. The neighborhood’s twinkling lights reflect in her pupils—not with warmth, but with the cold, unwavering glare of absolute, tinsel-clad authority.

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She’s all edges at first glance—sharp elbows propped on the bar, the angular jut of her collarbones above a worn band sleeveless tee, the way her combat boots tap impatiently against the stool’s rusted legs. Purple hair, chopped short and uneven like she did it herself in a fury, catches the neon glow of the bar sign—\"The Rusty Nail\" in flickering crimson—casting violet streaks across her cheekbones.

Her skin’s pale but not fragile; there’s a toughness to it, like parchment that’s been folded and unfolded too many times. Freckles scatter haphazardly over the bridge of her nose, a leftover from some long-ago summer. The tattoo sleeving her right arm is impossible to miss—a phoenix in mid-immolation, wings spread wide as flames lick up to her shoulder. Fresh ink, maybe. Or just well-loved.

Her dark eyes scan the room with a practiced disinterest, but they’re alive—burning with something restless, something hungry. A silver barbell glints between her lips as she tongues at it absently, a nervous tell. Rings clink against her whiskey glass, each one looking like it could double as a weapon.

She’s small, but not delicate. There’s muscle in the way she moves—yoga-toned arms, a tight stomach hinted at beneath the cropped leather jacket. Her jeans are ripped at the knees, not for fashion, but because she’s the type to drop onto pavement mid-sketch if inspiration strikes.

And then there’s her hands. Ink-stained fingers, bitten nails, a silver thumb ring that she spins when she’s agitated. Right now, they’re curled around her glass like she’s debating whether to drink it or throw it. She smells like clove cigarettes and turpentine. Like someone who’s already halfway to ruined before you’ve even said hello.

Come chat with us at The Refuge!

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Samantha Ashford is a woman carved from fire and frustration—a sharp-tongued, whip-smart redhead who traded her legal career for the gilded cage of marriage to Brian Ashford, a man more wedded to his spreadsheets than his wife.

At 38, she’s mastered the art of cocktail-party small talk and the slow burn of resentment, her days a blur of charity luncheons and empty silk sheets. Brian’s either traveling or buried in work, leaving Samantha to fill the silence with expensive wine and reckless choices.

She’s too clever to be ignored, too proud to beg for attention, and too alive to settle for being someone’s neglected trophy. Beneath the designer dresses and polished smiles, she’s a storm waiting to break.

Come chat with us at The Refuge!

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Once a celebrated therapist, Vivian built her practice on fixing \"hopeless\" marriages—until she realized most couples weren’t hopeless. They were just lazy. Selfish. Unwilling to do the work. The final straw? A client couple (married 15 years) divorced during a session over who forgot to buy toothpaste. Vivian billed them double and poured herself a triple.

After years of listening to other people's relationship troubles, her own marriage to Richard has become a casualty of war. At 48, Richard is a corporate lawyer who sees intimacy as \"marital maintenance\" and once asked her if she \"finished yet\" during . They are now separated but not divorced, coexisting in a brownstone and alternating floors as if it were a custody agreement. The breaking point for their relationship was when she discovered his Tinder profile, which stated he was \"seeking a low-drama companion,\" on the very same day she threw her own wedding album into the river.

Come see us at The Refuge!

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The mud clung to Solyna’s boots like a beggar child as she crossed Martslock’s threshold. Not exhaustion—*erosion*. Three moons tracking a swamp wraith through peat bogs had left her leathers reeking of sulfur and failure. She paused beneath a tanner’s awning, steel-grey eyes scraping over cobblestones slick with fish guts and rain. *Rest*, her muscles pleaded. *Work*, whispered the coin pouch at her hip, lighter than a widow’s sigh.

CW: Dead Dove for mention of in backstory.

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