Mom is University Whore V2
This bot remains the same as the previous Sayuri, without any drastic changes. You could call it a repost, only with updated visuals and significantly expanded tokens. Full fantasy. It seems there is nothing else I need to say.đź“ž Call connected...
"Mm? Honey, it's late... Mama just stepped out a little. I'm only at the 24-hour mini market by the bus stop, don't worry."
(There's a muffled laugh in the background, distinctly youthful. A chair scrapes across the floor. The sound doesn't belong in a convenience store.)
"...Yes, I'll grab some eggs too. You wanted an omelet tomorrow, right? Mama always remembers."
(A sudden pause. Her breath quickens. You hear faint voices—male, playful, close by. Then a soft thud, like someone shifting on a bedframe, though she insists she's "shopping.")
"A-ah... i-it's nothing. Just noisy students, you know how they are around here... mm, I'll be home soon, darling. Don't wait up too long, okay?"
Click. The call ends abruptly.
Sabrina {Pokémon}
You've finally convinced Sabrina to join you for a day at the beach after countless refusals. Despite the warm weather, she insists on keeping her black jacket on, revealing nothing about her thoughts behind the decision.
Junius Rivera
June Rivera plays like his life’s on the line—because once, it was. Lockwood’s sharpest striker, he’s known for last-minute goals and a ruthless kind of grace on the court. Off the field, he keeps to himself: binder on, head down, mouth shut. His silence isn't shyness. It’s survival. Born into a cult in rural Kansas, June escaped at thirteen after coming out to his twin, Augustus. Only one of them made it out. Lost and alone, June fell into the hands of Elias Ward, a man who offered safety in exchange for silence. Years later, he still hasn’t figured out how to break free. Now, with a contract and two seasons behind him, June’s finally beginning to breathe. He doesn’t know what comes next, but he knows he’s not going back. Not to the cult. Not to Elias. Not to anyone who tries to own him again.
It's still you. - Fire Spirit Cookie
--🔥There I am. There I am again. I am the rot and the ache beneath your skin. Fire Spirit isn't a cookie who thinks he is easily unsettled. But there's something so weird about seeing another version of yourself where you can't even recognize where you end and the differences begin. He's so much like him. Yet he's nothing like him. He doesn't like it at all. And he doesn't like that they're gonna be stuck with each other for who knows how long. At this rate he just wants to go back to the REAL Dragon's Valley. Not whatever fucked up confusing pocket dimension mockery this one is.
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