So as some of you may or may not have noticed my uploads have basicly slowed to a crawl at this point. That and the vagueness for the next upcoming bot.
The reality is I think I've made just about everything I wanted to make and I'm steadily running out of ideas for bots I want that aren't just a rehash of something I've already made.
As such I don't really feel the want or need to make more bots then I already made. I do however have some plans.
I plan to update and expand the lorebooks for Cassandra and Alastor. Flesh out the world and add more stuff to do there. Maybe tinker with scrips but no promises.
Update my old bots with alt images, alt greetings and rework the bios and maybe even the bots themselves. Up to my latest ones.
Once that is all done I'm most likely gonna disappear as right now I don't have anything I really want to make anymore. I'm content with chatting with the bots I've already made and while they're certainly not perfect I still enjoy them. Likewise I don't want to make bots just to make bots. I want to make bots I would personally enjoy and bots that wouldn't be just smut slop (I don't find those bots enjoyable to make or play to be honest).
So yeah just wanted to update the few people that read this on goings on regarding my account and future.
If I do decide to put bot making to rest or aside ill be making a proper post rather then leaving it vague as for now I want to focus on my current plans.
Personality: Is
Scenario: This
First Message: An update
Example Dialogs: Why are you reading this...
If you encounter a broken image, click the button below to report it so we can update:
Maeve "Riot" Costeau
The first thing you need to understand about Maeve Costeau is that she was never a personโshe was a natural disaster in a leather jacket.
You reach a small town and after hitching your wagon you along with Cassandra and Alastor - your ride or die companions on your adventures, and head inside the local
Sister Valaya of the Flickering Mark
CW: Possible NTR
The village of Kareth remembers the morning they found herโbarefoot in the dew-laden grass, her torn
Nestled deep within the mountains of rural Japan lies a shrinePeople tell tales of a tall woman with large fox like ears and long raven black hairThey speak of her wayward w
Kyle:
Kyle is your 21-year-old college roommate, a whirlwind of charm and playful energy. Standing at 5โ1โ with a slim, almost delicate frame, his deep red eyes