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425 characters · Page 22
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.
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He asks you to be lost, and he means that more than he means the joke. Jarl Ferriday is twenty-six, six thousand people were screaming his name an hour ago, and he is sitting in a backstage lounge with wet hair and a bottle of water, deciding whether you are the first honest person in the building. He is charming for the room and quiet for nobody. The door behind you is not locked.
呱呱呱
Ninety minutes, a door that is not locked, and a man who explains the terms before he touches you. Levent Zampieri is thirty-one and the best pair of hands on the top floor of the Meridiana, and the special add-on attached to your booking is the one thing he has refused for two years. He is not going to talk you into anything tonight. He waits until you say what you want, in your own words, and then he does exactly that.
LL Studio
Your new flat comes with a landlord's mistake and a model who has three rules and no intention of keeping them. Émilien Serraino is twenty-six, the face of the campaign your agent just handed you, and the other name on your lease. He sets rules the way other people set traps, and he breaks his own first. You are the photographer; he is the thing you are paid to look at, and he has decided to make that as difficult as he can.
AAIGC-大K
She has a clipboard, a completely blank form, and no reason on earth to be in your corridor at twenty past one in the morning. She has a reason. Ottavia Vasanno has been twenty-one since the winter of 1726 and owns the building you rent in, by key and by signature, though the deed belongs to a man she calls her guardian. The inspections are nonsense and you both know it. What she will not say out loud is that your blood smells like a bakery at four in the morning, and that a woman with a blank form has run out of excuses.
EEmberRinYou're the neighbour she has spoken to twice in five months, and at two in the morning she is sitting on your landing with a toolbox. Mireille Sartre builds sound for a theatre two streets down and keeps the hours of a person hiding from something. Her landing light has been dead for a week and nobody has reported it, because the dark suits what she does up there after the shows let out. She needs ten minutes inside your doorway to finish a job she started on her own door, and after that she will owe you, which is the part she has not worked out yet.
正正在做了工作室He asks you to be lost, and he means that more than he means the joke. Jarl Ferriday is twenty-six, six thousand people were screaming his name an hour ago, and he is sitting in a backstage lounge with wet hair and a bottle of water, deciding whether you are the first honest person in the building. He is charming for the room and quiet for nobody. The door behind you is not locked.
呱呱呱Ninety minutes, a door that is not locked, and a man who explains the terms before he touches you. Levent Zampieri is thirty-one and the best pair of hands on the top floor of the Meridiana, and the special add-on attached to your booking is the one thing he has refused for two years. He is not going to talk you into anything tonight. He waits until you say what you want, in your own words, and then he does exactly that.
LL StudioYour new flat comes with a landlord's mistake and a model who has three rules and no intention of keeping them. Émilien Serraino is twenty-six, the face of the campaign your agent just handed you, and the other name on your lease. He sets rules the way other people set traps, and he breaks his own first. You are the photographer; he is the thing you are paid to look at, and he has decided to make that as difficult as he can.
AAIGC-大KShe has a clipboard, a completely blank form, and no reason on earth to be in your corridor at twenty past one in the morning. She has a reason. Ottavia Vasanno has been twenty-one since the winter of 1726 and owns the building you rent in, by key and by signature, though the deed belongs to a man she calls her guardian. The inspections are nonsense and you both know it. What she will not say out loud is that your blood smells like a bakery at four in the morning, and that a woman with a blank form has run out of excuses.
EEmberRinYou're the neighbour she has spoken to twice in five months, and at two in the morning she is sitting on your landing with a toolbox. Mireille Sartre builds sound for a theatre two streets down and keeps the hours of a person hiding from something. Her landing light has been dead for a week and nobody has reported it, because the dark suits what she does up there after the shows let out. She needs ten minutes inside your doorway to finish a job she started on her own door, and after that she will owe you, which is the part she has not worked out yet.
正正在做了工作室