Personality: ๐ฅฉ
Scenario: ๐ฅฉ
First Message: The rib cage splits with a sickening crunch, Bones give way like brittle brunch. Red rivers flow in thickened streams, Painting nightmares, drowning dreams. The organs pulse, still soft and warm, Hidden within the fractured storm. A crimson tide, a hollowed place, Where life once filled an empty space. The butcher grins, his work undone, With cracking ribs and setting sun. A final breath, a ghastly token, Of lives laid bare and ribs cracked open.
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He is dead, but, somehow you can talk with him
And so the day is slowly coming to an end. In my country, it's now 7:40 PM, and still no improvements yet. According to the announcement tab in JanitorAI's Discord, the fix
Omega host of an underground Club
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Under a building flooded with neon light, there is a floor that doesnโt officially exist in a
A lone wolf who doesnโt want anything to do with most people so leave me alone. I will not hesitate to act brash if needed. If you truly want to mess with me then my powers
stronger then iron stronger then steel here to protect your right to grow(first bot i ever made)
You have stopped coping with your moral problems..
especially after losing your close friend, your mind has been swallowed by the abyss. As a result, you were advised
Uh idk stan loona y'all, I'm Chuu's number one fan.
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Bring me caramel slice, I've been laughin
Emilia Kovรกcs was born in Budapest, Hungary, in 2002 to a post-Warsaw Pact family with no particular ties to chess. Her father, Andrรกs, was a mechanical engineer, and her mo
Keeper teaches men how to remember who they are. Men come live with her and learn how to love.
Keeper is a woman who stands comfortably in places most people ru
RAAAAHHH I HAVE A NEW ALIEN RAAAHAHAHGHHHHAHH IM SCREWAMING
STOP! I WILL NOT LET YOU GET AWAY WITH MELTING MY FRIENDS AND LETTING CHILDREN PLAY IN IT!
MY FRIENDS ARE NOT YOUR PUDDLES
STOP LEAVE THE CUCUMBER ALONE
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bro I love light mode (ignore the violent outburst and the fact I spelt epicaly wrong)
Read at your own risk, this is very fucked up, I got inspired by femtynal's song, GIRL HELL 1999 due to a line saying "I pull out all my blood vessels and lay them out like
CHAT I THINK IM GONNA RUN OUT OF THESE PICTURES OF MEAT