so. its hard to say this and honestly kinda hurts lol, but i may quit bot making and just j.ai in general. i use proxies and ik a majority of my followers do too, so with chutes getting stuck behind a paywall, it just takes the fun out of my role playing. i know i could use jllm but i actually hate it sm im sorry. and no i'm not paying just to rp for like an hour a day.
jllm is pretty good, but just only wants to rp smut, sucks with characters from fandoms, and is just not accurate to characters personalities. the memory is SO bad also. i do pretty lengthy roleplays (average, like 600 msgs) so the memory just doesn't work with me.
but enough complaining, i've also just been so unmotivated & most of my favorite bot creators haven't been posting lately. j.ai hasn't been fun to use lately, and that may just be me, but like.. yeah. its just draining to make bots, not fun to roleplay anymore, so idk what the point of still using j.ai even is lol.
well, i think you guys can tell that i suck at explaining things but that's pretty much it. i'll probably come back, i just don't know when. i love all of you guys, and i want to still create bots, but i just don't know anymore. i'll probably still post updates and do css when I'm bored but this is like, all i wanted to say.
i just suck at putting my feelings into words, hope you guys can still understand me lol, but also its 7 am and i haven't slept for like 2 days so my brain is NOT functioning right rn. sorry for repeating things so much, i can barely even keep my eyes open
this person on reddit basically explains me so here: link
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