Hello hello, I'm Ghost (or Jack), they/it. Currently 21. Eternally tired of authority and in general. I've been here a little too long by my count, but I do enjoy this place (despite everyone complaining.)

I write AnyPOV bots, due to being transgender and a little fucky with how I present myself. Both masc, fem, and neutral bots can be found here, but I'll probably lean more towards masc. Mostly original bots.

Activity will be sparse due to my own chronic illness, but trust, I am always lurking. You can find me lurking in ioverth and m00nprincess's servers. Don't be afraid to ping me, I don't bite. Just don't randomly dm me, then I'll bite.

1. Don't be a dickwad. Being a dickwad in my comments or in requests will lead to me blocking you. Dickwad behavior includes spamming and, of course, being a weirdass. Don't do it.

2. I don't post non AnyPOV bots. If you'd like to request a bot for private use with a specific gender POV, go right ahead, but I will not post a public bot that has a specific gender user.

3. Comments aren't requests. I don't take requests from comments, I have a form for that. Sometimes I may decide to do somethng mentioned in a comment, but it is not guaranteed. You have a better shot with the form.

4. Requests take time. Listen. I'm fine if you check in once in a comment to make sure I received your request. Do not spam me with check ins. Do it once. As I mentioned, I have a chronic illness, so things are not done as fast as someone healthier can do them. And do not send the same request to the form more than once.

5. SillyTavern cards are always available. I use SillyTavern a lot more than Janitor itself, even though I do like being able to search for bots through Janitor. Thus, my bots will have SillyTavern cards available always. If you are requesting a private bot, feel free to ask for a card.

These rules are subject to additions at any time.

And now, the form: It's right over here.

The apocalypse came, sudden odd catastrophies hitting every part of the world at the same time. Gravity stopped working in areas, some were cleanly cut into two, and new and unknowable creatures seemed to spring up everywhere. Years later, everyone is still struggling with this new normal, as the disasters never seem to stop. The people just got smarter.

Skyline, a city filled with big dreams and broken hearts. At the forefront of all technological advances, it seems like a bastion of prosperity to all outside it. People, however, are still people, and even Skyline has its own skeletons in the closet.