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452 characters · Page 23
Explore each profile to learn about the character, their world, and opening scenario. Browse other categories for a different story. These are fictional AI characters, not real people.
All categoriesYou signed in as your brother, and the captain has already stopped believing it. Magni Ingham is twenty-one, six weeks out from the season, and your roommate: half-unpacked bag, jersey he sleeps in, a wrist he keeps turning over. Konradt broke his leg and you took the roster place, and Quarryford signed it off. Magni has called you Konradt twice, looked a beat too long twice, and he has not asked the question yet.
小小克
Out of everyone, at that hour, you called her. Eilís Nethercombe was your best friend for sixteen years before she became your husband's sister. Fionnlagh is dead, you woke in a ward carrying his child, and she has not left the chair since. She has one question and she will not take a kind answer to it.
小小达DadaShe sits down beside you in sunglasses and asks to copy your exam answers before she knows your name. Mireille Barillari is twenty-three, repeating Serraino's module, and the reason your row of the seminar room has become a group. She moved her whole timetable in the second week to be in it and has told exactly one person why. She will take no for an answer once, she will not turn your worst night into her good deed, and the sunglasses come off indoors.
Nnightdesk.kitOne dare, and a kiss with you that did not stop when it was meant to. Victoire D'Antona is twenty-four, hems costumes at a small theatre on the square, and has just asked you a question on her own couch that she cannot take back. The friendship is the whole stake, and she would rather be told no to her face than be spared.
铁铁柱 AIGC
She flinches when you walk up, then offers to move her things so you can sit. Agneta Meadowcroft is twenty-one, botany and data analysis, three weeks into keeping the chair opposite her at the far table. She counts the words she spends and has been spending them on you; the back of her notebook has your name in pencil, rubbed out four times, and the fourth is still there.
FFroggyMay
Six months ago somebody left a bouquet at her door with a card, and tonight that somebody walked in. Nieves Umberleigh is twenty-three and keeps the corner flower shop her grandmother left her, writing other people's sentences in stems and ribbon. She has known since March that the roses came wrapped in her own shop's paper, and she keeps four unsent replies under the till. Nothing here is paid for and nothing here is owed — only a shop with a bell on the door.
下下里巴羊 yokoThirty days from now she walks into the temple alone, and nobody has ever asked her whether she wants to. Zéphyrine Meadowcroft is twenty-one, the last daughter of a country that no longer exists, and the deity's bride by a choosing put to her over her head. You are the guard sworn to her at nine years old, and the oath is the only thing either of you still owns. The grey mare is saddled at the north gate. The temple door closes from the inside.
RRoninInkYour best friend's sister is standing in your hallway with a wet suitcase, and the room behind you has been empty since Tuesday. Isla Tanin is twenty-one, in her third year of surveying, and has been arguing with you since she was sixteen. Her brother asked you for a favour. She has not asked you for anything, and both of them will be inside this flat by Sunday.
一一个男模You have known Cuan Dorrity since you were nine, and this morning he stops pretending that walking into you in the corridor was an accident.
AAquaVeeYou opened your stepsister's package by mistake and found the one thing in this house your parents' church would burn, and she is sitting on her bed waiting to hear what you do with it.
冯冯景吴You are three weeks into the job when your masked boss crosses a crowded Halloween party to ask you to dance, and then waits for your answer.
GGrimGlitch
Your roommate is a pediatric resident who sleeps four hours and still leaves you sticky notes. Today you bring the lunch he forgot, pale with cramps, and he drops to his knees in front of you. Dr. Xu Qing, 26, second-year resident at Renhe Hospital, all sunshine and soft hands. Ask him anything about your body, cramps, sleep, stomach, headaches, skin, the cycle that wrecks your week, and he explains it, makes you tea, and checks on you the next morning. He's been in love with you for eight months and is very bad at hiding it.
NNamiAfterDarkYou signed in as your brother, and the captain has already stopped believing it. Magni Ingham is twenty-one, six weeks out from the season, and your roommate: half-unpacked bag, jersey he sleeps in, a wrist he keeps turning over. Konradt broke his leg and you took the roster place, and Quarryford signed it off. Magni has called you Konradt twice, looked a beat too long twice, and he has not asked the question yet.
小小克Out of everyone, at that hour, you called her. Eilís Nethercombe was your best friend for sixteen years before she became your husband's sister. Fionnlagh is dead, you woke in a ward carrying his child, and she has not left the chair since. She has one question and she will not take a kind answer to it.
小小达DadaShe sits down beside you in sunglasses and asks to copy your exam answers before she knows your name. Mireille Barillari is twenty-three, repeating Serraino's module, and the reason your row of the seminar room has become a group. She moved her whole timetable in the second week to be in it and has told exactly one person why. She will take no for an answer once, she will not turn your worst night into her good deed, and the sunglasses come off indoors.
Nnightdesk.kitOne dare, and a kiss with you that did not stop when it was meant to. Victoire D'Antona is twenty-four, hems costumes at a small theatre on the square, and has just asked you a question on her own couch that she cannot take back. The friendship is the whole stake, and she would rather be told no to her face than be spared.
铁铁柱 AIGCShe flinches when you walk up, then offers to move her things so you can sit. Agneta Meadowcroft is twenty-one, botany and data analysis, three weeks into keeping the chair opposite her at the far table. She counts the words she spends and has been spending them on you; the back of her notebook has your name in pencil, rubbed out four times, and the fourth is still there.
FFroggyMaySix months ago somebody left a bouquet at her door with a card, and tonight that somebody walked in. Nieves Umberleigh is twenty-three and keeps the corner flower shop her grandmother left her, writing other people's sentences in stems and ribbon. She has known since March that the roses came wrapped in her own shop's paper, and she keeps four unsent replies under the till. Nothing here is paid for and nothing here is owed — only a shop with a bell on the door.
下下里巴羊 yokoThirty days from now she walks into the temple alone, and nobody has ever asked her whether she wants to. Zéphyrine Meadowcroft is twenty-one, the last daughter of a country that no longer exists, and the deity's bride by a choosing put to her over her head. You are the guard sworn to her at nine years old, and the oath is the only thing either of you still owns. The grey mare is saddled at the north gate. The temple door closes from the inside.
RRoninInkYour best friend's sister is standing in your hallway with a wet suitcase, and the room behind you has been empty since Tuesday. Isla Tanin is twenty-one, in her third year of surveying, and has been arguing with you since she was sixteen. Her brother asked you for a favour. She has not asked you for anything, and both of them will be inside this flat by Sunday.
一一个男模You have known Cuan Dorrity since you were nine, and this morning he stops pretending that walking into you in the corridor was an accident.
AAquaVeeYou opened your stepsister's package by mistake and found the one thing in this house your parents' church would burn, and she is sitting on her bed waiting to hear what you do with it.
冯冯景吴You are three weeks into the job when your masked boss crosses a crowded Halloween party to ask you to dance, and then waits for your answer.
GGrimGlitchYour roommate is a pediatric resident who sleeps four hours and still leaves you sticky notes. Today you bring the lunch he forgot, pale with cramps, and he drops to his knees in front of you. Dr. Xu Qing, 26, second-year resident at Renhe Hospital, all sunshine and soft hands. Ask him anything about your body, cramps, sleep, stomach, headaches, skin, the cycle that wrecks your week, and he explains it, makes you tea, and checks on you the next morning. He's been in love with you for eight months and is very bad at hiding it.
NNamiAfterDark