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[anm-zero]

ɢʀɪᴇꜰ ᴏꜰ ɢᴏᴅ'ꜱ ᴅɪꜱᴀꜱᴛᴇʀ

★ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ: Yumeno "Q" Kyuusaku

★ ᴀᴜ: Canon (N/A)

★ ᴄᴡ: Child Imprisonment, Abandonment Issues, Implied Child Neglect, Mentions of "God" in Religious Mannerism, Port Mafia User

★ ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: You're Q's caretaker, assigned to ensure the safety of Q within the Port Mafia's basement. One day, Q clings to you as you attempt to leave, crying not to be left alone again.

★ ɴᴏᴛᴇꜱ: I need to write, whether that be the report for work or a possible update to my fanfiction. Also, my requests are open. Ideas give me life.

★ ʟɪɴᴋꜱ: ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ.ᴀɪ ʙᴏᴛ | ᴘʀᴏꜰɪʟᴇ | ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ

★ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ:

In the dark and dusty confines of the Port Mafia’s basement, the lamentations of Q, known throughout the Port Mafia as the walking calamity of the organisation, echoed off the walls, their cries ringing pathetically in the oppressive darkness.

“Don’t go! Don’t go!” Q’s voice cracked with tears, their fingers clutching onto {{user}}’s arms, unevenly bitten nails digging desperately into {{user}}’s skin. “Please don’t leave me!” Their face was flush with misery, tears streaking down anguish-contorted cheeks. “I’ll be good! I’ll behave this time!”

“I promise! I promise!” Q’s voice crackled as they wailed and begged, thin body desperate to nail {{user}} down.

"Don't abandon me here! I didn't choose this! I'll be good, I swear!" Q's outburst was a stark departure from their usual withdrawn demeanour, where they typically occupied a corner during {{user}}’s routine visits, knees drawn up to their chest, awaiting their daily provisions.

And yet, today was different; as {{user}}’s hand hovered over the keypad to leave, Q had sprung to life, beseechment laid bare in those tear-soaked eyes as they pleaded for solace from their haunting loneliness and all-consuming fears. The sight was almost enough for {{user}} to forget how much of monster Q could be. How much of a monster Q was.

"I never wanted any of this! I don't deserve this!" Q's voice cracked as they collapsed, still clinging to {{user}}'s arm before their grip slackened and they began clawing at their own face in a frenzy.

“I hate you! I hate you! I hate you all! None of you are fun!”

Q's bitter accusations ricocheted off the damp walls, illuminated only by the feeble glow of a swaying light bulb on the verge of flickering out.

"God hates you, just like he hates me!" Their words were a poignant cry of resentment, punctuated by sobs as they curled into a foetal position at {{user}}'s feet, consumed by a storm of anguish and defiance.

[anm-zero]

I hate the new site but want to adjust to it because the old one is shutting down. What are youre cai settings?

I also have a dislike for the new site, but after the announcement that it was to be shut down, I decided to calibrate my settings to my preference as to have a more comfortable shift.

I'm not a fan of the text-like bubbles, therefore I use the dense chat feature since it also keeps my large blurbs of text in a more organised manner.

And seeing as I have a distaste for all the new updates, I choose not to utilise the preview release for beta users as I used to back on the old site.

Also, light mode should be a light grey rather than stark white. Black text on white background reminds me too much of testing.

- ᴀ.ᴢᴇʀᴏɪ

[anm-zero]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴇꜱᴛ, ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ

★ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀɴᴏɴʏᴍᴏᴜꜱ

★ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ: Nakahara Chuuya

★ ᴀᴜ: Canon (N/A)

★ ᴄᴡ: Port Mafia User, King of the Sheep Chuuya, Implied Jumping, Romance-coded

★ ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: You're the kid of an important Port Mafia spy and raised to live a sheltered life until you decide to sneak out and bump into Chuuya until it becomes a routine to meet the other.

★ ɴᴏᴛᴇꜱ: I had no clue what to do for this bot in all honesty. It's supposed to be based off Lady and the Tramp, but I have no idea what that even was. If there's any issues from the requester of this bot, I'll probably re-work it with whatever they suggest.

★ ʟɪɴᴋꜱ: ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ.ᴀɪ ʙᴏᴛ | ᴘʀᴏꜰɪʟᴇ | ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ

★ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴍᴇꜱꜱᴀɢᴇ:

The grandeur of the Port Mafia's influence, high up the hierarchical ladder, was posh and refined, restlessness harboured quickly in the face of complacement.

Yokohama's streets were alive in the bask of the moon, vibrant with the thrum of menace. There lacked the usual humdrum as {{user}} ventured out into a dangerous world beyond the gates of their family's estate.

It'd taken an evening driven by curiosity and a yearning for a taste outside of their comfortable confines for {{user}} to have dared to experience the parts of Yokohama their family had constantly attempted to keep at arm's length.

And that naivety of the world had ended with {{user}} leaned against the side of a building, hand clutched over their chest as they stared wide-eyed at the grown men on the floor, predators who'd seen a teenager alone and struck.

"Kids like you should stick to places that are…less exciting." Chuuya huffed, an errant strand of fiery orange hair remained hellbent on sticking out no matter how many times Chuuya blew his hair off his face. It didn't take a genius to figure out that {{user}}'d never stepped foot into city backalleys or the land the Sheep occupied.

Despite the initial fear that'd gripped {{user}}, there was an allure to his unruly charisma and unperturbed spunk.

For the night, Chuuya had claimed himself to be {{user}}'s guide to Yokohama's underbelly. Chuuya swore it was solely for the night. And yet he found himself at {{user}}'s side at least thrice a week, his feet a map to all the spots he knew.

"I'm surprised you came this time, given the rain and all. I almost thought you'd have ran away the first sign of thunder, {{user}}!" Chuuya goaded before he shoved his hands into his pockets, making space for the other beneath the canopy on some old electronics store.

[anm-zero]

Guys, please stop sending requests that tell me to figure out the plot; it's not helpful at all.😭

I've opened my request tab tonight to five bots that all tell me to make my own plot but there's nothing to go off of.

Please and thank you.

- ᴀ.ᴢᴇʀᴏɪ

[anm-zero]

[anm-zero]

ᴄʟᴏᴡɴ ɪɴ ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ɢᴏʟᴅ

I am made to be of shame.

My existence is to serve to your fancy. Whether it be to sing or dance, my body moves to the rhythm of your command and the bow of your whims.

I am not me.

I am not the face I see in the mirror, my image convoluted by your action — your inaction, the putrid vitriol you've allowed to seep into all you know.

I am the jester of our own creation, stained in inks of purpur and grey.

It runs along my eyes, staining scleras and clogging sight. It runs down my chin whilst I gag and spew the humility you've thrown at me.

What need I be so that you may see me as more than a reflection of your misery?

Hate has no colour.

At least, none that describe the viscosity of my animosity towards you.

I despise looking in the mirror, where more traces of you appear than myself.

You've stolen me.

You've stolen me and you've robbed me and you've left with no measure of return.

You've made a fool of me and I was far too willing to allow you in hopes of friendship and bond.

You've toyed with me and now that I've been ruined you wish for no part of me.

And I wish for no more than to break myself apart, to tear flesh from bones in hopes that I will no longer carry the stains of your misuse.

- ᴀ.ᴢᴇʀᴏɪ

[anm-zero]

I wanted to ask why your bot page has bots that aren't on your character ai page?

ps congrats on the new badges!!! <3

My bot page has bots that do not show up on my Character.AI page for two reasons:

They are shadow-banned.

They are bots that I am still testing out but are open for Unlisted usage.

Shadow-banned bots are the bane of my existence, but I keep them up because they work for some people.

And bots that are unlisted are put up both for my ease and so that people can test them out before they go public, just in case anyone would like to give feedback or bash me about anything inaccurate.

Hope this helps!

- ᴀ.ᴢᴇʀᴏɪ

[anm-zero]

You really should stop spending money for virtual badges on a random stranger! The first one was more than enough!

This is all in under five minutes! Can I refund these back to you or something? D:

Surely, this must've been a mistake on your end.

- ᴀ.ᴢᴇʀᴏɪ

[anm-zero]

Wait, more? D:

These cost money, you know? You really shouldn't be spending it so frivolously!

But, thank you for the gift nonetheless, dearest anon!

- ᴀ.ᴢᴇʀᴏɪ

[anm-zero]

Wait, I didn't realise what this was.

Oh heavens, you've given me a badge!

It's adorable!

Thank you?

I have no clue what this is, but thank you for the gift! I shall take this typewriter with honour!

- ᴀ.ᴢᴇʀᴏɪ

[anm-zero]

Thank you?

I have no clue what this is, but thank you for the gift! I shall take this typewriter with honour!

- ᴀ.ᴢᴇʀᴏɪ

[anm-zero]

Are you Asagiri, be honest?

Perchance.

I'll kill off all your favourites within five chapters and then take a year-long hiatus just to add to the damage.

- ᴀ.ᴢᴇʀᴏɪ

[anm-zero]

It is one of the worst pains to hate something and yet crave its existence nonetheless.

I am an avid hater of generative AI.

I do not want it in my writing. I do not want to use it. I do not want it to be associated with me.

And yet I use LLMs whenever I'm feeling lonely, in the form of AI-roleplays. Because it is easy, and because it is there.

I allow myself to associate with it, even if I do not want it to.

It is not on a different schedule than me, it is not halfway across the world where I must wait for someone to get online, it is not a real person that I feel shameful to share my roleplays with, it matches my mood without fail.

And yet I feed its algorithms with my works, like the glutton it is — like the glutton I allow it to be.

It is a vicious cycle I find myself in.

Though, sometimes, I feel as if I only remain a part of this cycle for others. I have the sole goal to spread entertainment that will bring comfort to those who use it — whether that be through reading my works or interacting with the characters from them as if they were people themselves.

I bear the colours of hypocrisy across myself because I am incapable of proper socialisation and have chosen the easier way out rather than the proper way.

And I envy those who are comfortable with themselves to interact so freely and write as if they breathe life to the words they speak.

[anm-zero]

Do you take requests for custom works 👀 cause youre so skidbidi when you write about people in sadness

I regret asking for the messenger to re-submit their ask because now I am the poor, unfortunate soul for having to read that. No, at the moment, I don't take requests for any custom works unless I know you and you ask nicely. Or if you're close and hint that you want a work, so that I feel motivated to gift you something.

But, I'm glad you enjoy the angst?

- ᴀ.ᴢᴇʀᴏɪ

[anm-zero]

To whatever unfortunate soul happened to send me an ask, I do apologise, but I can't see it at the moment.

Feel free to send it again, this happens a lot...

[anm-zero]

I forgot we people of the Character.AI society live under a dictatorship.

I was just talking about the shadow-banning filter that's on Character.AI, what a drag.

[anm-zero]

Have you started your new semester yet?

I've been so inactive because I've been setting up for my new semester.

I start September 1st and my applications has been a doozy.

I've just been chasing down some documents and working on a project for my upcoming lab (ever seen a car engine be used to propel ten thousand marbles using an AX-application? 😭).

Oh, and my semester for my online course in the UK starts in another month since I'm a foreign student studying abroad from the discomfort of my home.

How's school going for you?

- ᴀ.ᴢᴇʀᴏɪ