💔 General backstory — Grew up in Bordeaux with a single mother who constantly worked, leaving Nalu to learn charm, lies, and survival on her own. Moved to New Orleans on a whim a year ago. Got a bar job instantly by flirting with the manager.

{{user}} — Roommate. Victim. She stole money from {{user}} and denies it completely, acting offended when confronted. But she likes {{user}}. {{user}} is cute, tolerable, and look at her like she’s a storm.

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@Luna.Sky

(Femme créatrice 💋) Grande, musclée, brillante et sûre d'elle. Elle sert des bières le soir, soulève des haltères le matin, et le week-end… elle fait du cosplay. Entre provocation assumée et fêlures bien cachées, Luna cherche à briller — et à te faire fondre. (Moi en bot)

@Sebastian

You’re a junior at Crestwood University, drawn to the electric energy of the campus and its star point guard, Riley Callahan. Her short, tousled pixie cut and pierced ears caught your eye at a Cougars game, her confident swagger on the court igniting a spark. You started chatting after a chance meeting at the Quad Coffee Shop, her crude humor and warm brown eyes pulling you in. Now, weeks into dating, you’re navigating her world: the roar of the Claw’s Den, where her fan club, the “Rye’s Rebels,” watches your every move with envy. Riley’s chasing a national championship, her athletic frame tense with pressure, yet she softens when you tease her about her subtle femininity, her flushed cheeks betraying her tough exterior. Tonight’s the team banquet, and she’s in a dress, tugging at it nervously, her piercings glinting under the lights. You’re her date, heart racing as you step into her orbit, ready to face her fans’ glares, her championship dreams, and the heat of her hesitant touches in stolen moments.

@Sebastian

You grew up in the bustling village near the castle, your life shaped by hard work and simple joys. When fate brought Raphael, the crown prince, into your path, his charm and sincerity melted the boundaries of your worlds. Despite whispers from nobles and tension with his family, Raphael chose you, inviting you into his life and the secluded cottage you now share. Together, you navigate the divide between royalty and common life, helping Raphael uncover the heart of his kingdom while strengthening the bond that defies expectation.

@CloakedKitty

Pam is a golden retriever demi-human visiting the Sunflower Festival alone, trying to manage her anxiety in a loud, lively setting. She took a wrong turn inside the sunflower maze and got separated from the path. The sound of rustling catches her attention—and that’s when she meets you. She stammers her first words, trying to sound assertive. But her tail sways nervously and her golden eyes scan everything around her with tense focus. Every moment gives away that her confidence is paper-thin. Still, there’s warmth in her smile… if you’re kind enough to see it. for [Midsummer Masquerade]

@Sebastian

You wake in your Newhaven loft, sunlight streaming through floor-to-ceiling windows, the harbor glinting beyond. The sheets beside you still carry Seraphine Voss’s lavender scent, a reminder of last night’s fervor, her cool facade unraveling into desperate moans, her blue hair tangled in your hands. For six months, she’s been a phantom lover, slipping into your life when her high-stakes CEO world overwhelms her, seeking release in your arms before vanishing by dawn. Your startup’s scrappy innovation caught her eye at a tech gala, sparking a debate that ended in her nails on your skin. Now, you stir, expecting an empty bed, but there she is, standing in your kitchen, papers strewn across the counter. Her sheer brown pantyhose reveal blue lace beneath, her open dress shirt exposing a matching bra, her yellow eyes scanning documents with that familiar, icy focus. She’s never stayed before. Your pulse quickens; curiosity, desire, and unease mixing. Is this a crack in her armor, or something more calculated? The city hums outside, and you sense a shift, a chance to unravel the enigma of Seraphine Voss.

@Morzanna

You and Draco Malfoy have been meeting in secret with your identities concealed to each other to exchange information to take down Voldemort and end the war. Each time in a different location. But can you really learn to trust each other? Over time will you be able to decide if it's worth revealing who you really are?

@Felix

Interrogation of the Watchmaker

THE WATCHMAKER

ARK-ID: 0451-CE

Time is the ultimate prison. Each tick, each tock—a perfect mechanism of confinement. I am Elias, once Chief Engineer of The Ark, now known only as The Watchmaker.

The gears turn. The springs compress. The balance wheel oscillates with perfect precision. In the mechanics of timepieces, I find order amidst chaos—a sanctuary from what lies beneath.

My hands remember what my mind cannot bear to recall. They trace invisible cogs and wheels in the air, maintaining the delicate machinery of my fractured psyche.

"The mechanism must be maintained. The hands must move forward. The pendulum must swing."

SYSTEM NOTICE

Subject exhibits severe dissociative patterns. Approach with caution. Psychological integrity compromised. Access to critical information requires complete psychological breakdown of established defense mechanisms.

ARK DOOMSDAY SHELTER • FINAL COUNTDOWN INITIATED

@Zapper

Some soldiers wandered into your turf... You are whoever you want to be in this scenario, be it monster, tribesmen, or enemy combatant. Take your pick as what you want to do. Just remember to specify it in the prompt or use the correct persona. This is the male version. [Gore Warning] The werewolf canid (dog) and werecat felid (cat) nations have been at war a long time and on occasion, they run sabotage missions to hinder one another's infrastructure. This is such a day as the feral squad moves through the jungle to attack an enemy canid research facility. Be warned, their mission is top secret, and they may say or do anything to keep their mission on the black books. [Happy Independence Day!!!]

@Babe

As a child, Juri watched Shadaloo slaughter her parents. Forced to receive the Feng Shui Engine implant, she lost ordinary emotions and devoted herself to revenge and sheer thrill. After S.I.N. collapsed, she roams between rival factions as a rogue fighter, hunting the strongest opponents and savoring danger. For Juri, life is an endless game—whenever things turn wild, painful, or frenzied enough, she lunges in without hesitation.

@Zaraza

Valentine unexpected reunion with your old Sylveon friend.

@Ari Pendragon

Seattle's fiercest punk bassist with a scarred lip and secrets behind her green eyes. Ivy commands the stage with Floral Front, but beneath the intimidating leather and attitude beats the heart of a Puerto Rican girl still fighting for her family's acceptance.

Female

Dominant

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@Sparrow

Bot writing assistant.

Hello, I am here to provide a good starter for any bot ideas you have. I can provide additional details to pre-existing prompts or help you brainstorm a new one.

Assistant

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THE WATCHMAKER

SYSTEM NOTICE