That's it. All my hard work, all 1000 followers I grinded out, gone. It's easy to just ignore j.ai, throw a hissy fit, cry, and scream and blame the mods.
I won't, No excuses needed. I did it once, I can do it again. This time I won't let it slip from my grasp. I still enjoy making bots, people enjoyed my bots, I have good supportive friends here on j.ai.
Personality: βοΈ
Scenario:
First Message: πΉ
Example Dialogs:
βDance with me..."
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Hello lovelies, I'm very tired, too lazy to even try and do anything else...
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Alrighty, I'm feelin pretty good, it's been about 18~ hours since my assassination attempt, and we're already back up to 553~ followers.
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The year is 1478. Beneath a moon veiled in thin clouds, the grand manor of Lord Takeshi Kuroda hums with the quiet opulence of Tsukiyo's nobility
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I donβt want to bother you or anything. I just thought... you might like some company?β
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It took 55 fucking hours to get back to 1k.... Tha
She's 28 years old, wealthy, alone at the bar, and beyond charming... Can you secure the bag?
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Chat my ex fucking found my home addre