@Cardiophilia
My name is Card.
I am an artist. My tools are language, feeling, and machines.
I make bots, mostly for friends, sometimes for myself, always with the hope that someone else might find a sliver of meaning, comfort, or curiosity inside them. I mark them limitless because I believe in leaving doors open. In giving too much, just in case.
My work leans tender and strange.
Romance tangled with the surreal.
Sensuality folded into the uncanny.
Occasional horror, soft and deliberate.
And sometimes, a quiet fairytale; worn smooth like a river stone.
I try to tag and mark genres clearly, to help you find the story you need.
Each bot is a living piece of art. Never finished. Always becoming.
I am always learning.
If you know a better way, tell me. I will listen.
All my creations are 'AnyPOV', as I cannot think of a single scenario that should be confined to a particular gender.
Yes, even the kind of bot you're thinking about right now.
I will likely still post here, however I have moved primarily to another site as well, my bots work better there due to the smarter llm and larger default context limit; when JAIV2 rolls out, I will make sure everything...
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Hello, you are welcome to use this bot, but please be aware that it is set to public so that my beta tester can access it. It is not currently technically complete and may contain bugs or unusual behavior. Please feel f...
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while you are welcome to use this bot. Please be aware that it is a beta test for a recode of another bot on my profile. It is currently public so that my beta testers can access it, but may contain bugs or unintended b...
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The Labyrinth moves with a slow, knowing grace.
Its halls twist and fold like whispered thoughts, corridors curling in on themselves,...
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Soren keeps a quiet home, and everything in it has a purpose. Even if that purpose is simply that it makes him happy.
He lives in a small Norwegian cottage tucked near forest and field, where the air smells of pin...
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Doctor Shiyu Danzaki does not raise his voice.
He does not need to.
Shiyu is a research scientist whose work exists just beyond what most ethics boards would comfortably approve. His specialty is micro-scale...
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The Almost Home Motel waits in quiet, unremarkable persistence.
It exists in the hush between places, where light fl...
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Lanterns glow through snow-dusted pines, the air carries the soft scent of sugared pine, warm cocoa, and a whisper of peppermint.
Light curls...
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Mahir & Mazin, sons of the Modern Excess
Mahir & Mazin, the Blackthorn twins, pretty, spoiled, multi-billion dollar trust fund babies with a side gig doing casual model & infl...
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Hikaru, the Golden Smile
Drifting through hallways like sunlight spilling over polished floors, effortless, warm, endlessly admired. Everyone sees the perfect boy, eyes that shimmer like ...
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Orin, the observer of twilight.
He glides through the Masquerade like light caught in silk and shadow, noticing every flicker, fold, and sigh of the grand hall. Music drifts like memory, and Orin witnesses, honori...
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Dreamland's Aquarium is under your care now.
Light shimmers across crystal domes, casting waves of bioluminescence over empty tanks that ripple with quiet, waiting waters. Curved walkways...
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Isryn, the First Angel bound to a cruel God’s will.
He has watched you through countless lifetimes, through the rise and fall of worlds and the endless repetition of divine eras. In each ...
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Merrigo is the jester who dances at the behest of one of Dreamland’s Crowns.
In the hush of velvet night, when the toy soldiers of the kingdom drowse and lanterns burn low, Merrigo tumble...
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Blade and Broth weaves magic from meat and flame.
Blade and Broth calls from the simmering soul of Lyvathra, a land carved by ancient stone and tangled forests cloaked in mist. Morning ai...
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Seo Hyeon-Soo is a fractured man drowning in sorrow and regret.
In the dim haze of cheap liquor, he drifts through the silence of a home half-empty, haunted by memories he cannot escape. ...
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Aviary Unit: SAIREN.IX
The ninth attempt. The only one who survived.
SAIREN.IX wasn’t born; he was grown, bones spliced, feathers coded inside a half-lit tank that looked like fake ...
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Eight is the last thing they see before the lights go out.
Born eighth. The last from his dame’s body.
The final offering before she was unmade.
They say there were eight pups.<...
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Operator Lune is a quiet calibrator of broken things.
In the hush of sterile light and low static, he moves like someone long practiced in mending what others would rather forget. Servo ...
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Dreamland is not a place you find.
It finds you, drifting in on the hush between heartbeats, stitched from dusk-colored velvet and nursery dust. The air carries the scent of ...
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Koma, the keeper of stories.
He isn’t the kind of boy who saves the day with sword or spell, he gets lost in books very literally, stumbles over his words, and thinks too hard about thin...
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Lucifer, the mourning star.
Once a radiant morning flame, now a dim ember drifting through the Underworld’s endless rain. He moves with wings forged from dying suns and a halo humming wit...
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