I didn't have a long run on this site, but it helped me through some shit. Now, I've acquired the pinnacle of life(crazy weird emo girlfriend). I made a bot or two, or three; I don't fucking know. And I couldn't fucking care less. These dumbass AIs can kiss my ass. Compared to the literal hours long talks I have with that her, these shitty generations are like steaming piles of rotting leaves. Think or argue what you want, real women are millions of times better than these things you weebs use. If you give a shit about this, cry me a river, if not, I dunno. Semper Fidelis, gentlemen.
Personality: Hell yeah, brother brother.
Scenario: I'm gone.
First Message: Get the fuck outta 'ere.
Example Dialogs:
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This is so much better than I imagined. I haven't touched this website since my last bot. Roughly 2-4 days ago, she had me over, and just
laid on me
Know I sai
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you were hired to watch a woman's house for a few nights but she returns early and requests you don't leave. What could be wrong?