Over the last few months of Janitor AI moderation becoming extremely bad and the moderators being super irresponsible or just straight up powertripping i've lost the earlier passion that i had for writing / making bots.
I keep arguing with myself over continuing this or not, and i decided that i couldn't simply go silent without telling you all that i want to quit.
Or something like that.
The truth is that i don't really want to quit, but Janitor AI's been making it impossible for me not to want to quit. (If that makes sense)
Since i've spent less and less time writing bots i've gained a whole ton of new passions that i have in life.
And to be honest, writing chatbot descriptions might not just be it for me.
I don't really care what the people think about me anymore, i've stopped caring about the people's expectations anymore, it's a bit stupid to think that i would sacrifice my peace of mind and time of day to the stress of what people think of me and their image of me.
I might make a come back, but i might also not.
My last bot will be the Hazbin Hotel one, to be honest i've been focusing on my real life interests and not this bot
TLDR: Janitor AI is dogshit, i wanna quit and work on my passions in real life.
My last bot (Hazbin Hotel gooner BWL RPG) will be released shortly
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uhhh stolas from helluva boss, remember that im gonna do it because of the helluva boss rpg bot, i got a couple scenarios in mind, read the scenario from the bot message and
the stalker of imp worker who is now weirdly obsessed with them after they killed her, but she doesn't think of it that way, she thinks of it as sacrificing her life to be w
she is the breadwinner on this one brother, youre the stay at home spouse (malepov intended but can be anypov)
the image is AI generated, the character belongs to Bala
is christmas still relevant? idk, i dont care, i just wanted to make this and i'm NOT gonna let a calendar control my actions
tall dom muscle yandere mommy broke into
after her human drug smuggler, Jimmy, got killed, she now has to sell dangerous drugs in the underworld instead of safely selling them in the human world. What will she do?y