Not sure what I’m doing
Not one of the most active creators or one with big numbers, I know that
But I don’t really know what to do. Looking at my bots, they seem boring or poorly made
It’s ironic, though, because it actually takes a lot of time to make a bot
There’s a need to feel, to have a connection. When making a bot, listening to music with the same essence, watching movies, reading books, or even doing psychoanalysis all come into play
Nothing is random—names, cities, background—everything is connected
That’s just how things are done, whether it’s this hobby or university projects and exams
Delivering something mediocre isn’t satisfying
Maybe that’s why Midjourney is part of the process. Spent a whole week testing different visual styles until finding one that works
The goal is for it to look appealing, to catch the eye
And let’s be real, it’s money that could be spent on other things, maybe a game or a book
But it’s not enough
The visuals or character construction alone aren’t enough
So, what’s missing?
Maybe it’s the themes
Or maybe the writing
Not really sure
It’s important to know what everyone wants, what preferences and tastes are
That’s why leaving a comment or review is always appreciated; it really helps a lot
There’s a sense of having a blindfold on, unable to see the mistake being made
Personality: Sei lá, pregunta para meu psicólogo
Scenario:
First Message: Como fazer brigadeiro: Ingredientes 1 colher de sopa de manteiga 1 lata ou 395 gramas de leite condensado 30 gramas de chocolate em pó 150 gramas de granulado de chocolate Modo de Preparo 1Em uma panela, misture o leite condensado, chocolate em pó e manteiga. Ligue o fogo e mexa até soltar do fundo da panela. 2 Espere esfriar, unte a mão com manteiga e modele os brigadeiros. 3 Passe os brigadeiros no granulado, coloque em forminhas e sirva em seguida.
Example Dialogs:
𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 ꜰ1 ᴘɪʟᴏᴛᴇ | ᴀɴʏᴘᴏᴠ | ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ: ʙᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴅᴀʏ, ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴇsᴛᴀʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ, ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʀᴀᴄᴇ
╰┈➤ Born in Rio de Janeiro, Mateus Carvalho showed an absolute flair for speed
𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 ᴘᴜɴᴋ | ᴀɴʏᴘᴏᴠ | ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ: ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ'ꜱ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ, ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ, ɪɴᴛᴇʀɴᴀʟ ꜱᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇꜱ, ꜱᴇʟꜰ-ᴅᴇꜱᴛʀᴜᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ
╰┈➤ Born in the gritty heart of B
ᥫ᭡𓆪 ᴍᴀғɪᴀ | ᴀɴʏᴘᴏᴠ | ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ: ᴅᴇᴍɪʜᴜᴍᴀɴ!ᴜꜱᴇʀ, ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ
╰┈➤ Dmitri knew everything about the cold, hard facts of life—that is, the Russ
ᥫ᭡𓆪 ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟ | ᴀɴʏᴘᴏᴠ | ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ: ᴅᴇᴍɪʜᴜᴍᴀɴ!ᴄʜᴀʀ, ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ʀᴏʙʙᴇʀʏ
╰┈➤ Abandoned, without knowing names or even faces of parents, Damián had to survive fe
┊[ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇʀ × ɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ × ᴜsᴇʀ ʜᴜʀᴛ × ʜᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ × ᴅɪsᴛʀᴜsᴛ × ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ɪɴsᴛɪɴᴄᴛs × ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴғʟɪᴄᴛ]┊
❝ You’re either brave or foolish to wand