AI Characters & AI Character Chat

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He Ate Your Share First — Chesney Grieves

He ate the almond ones before you were awake, and he has been standing in the corridor rehearsing an apology with a plate in his hands. Chesney Grieves trains people for a living and cannot lower his voice indoors. He is the one who said the stupid thing about his body at your door, and the one who will now give you half his plate and call it a favour to himself. He talks too much, means most of it, and will not put a hand on your door until you say a word through it.

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He Baked You a Reason to Stay — Asa Yarborough

He has been baking since half past five because there is a stranger in the fourth room and he does not know how to ask a question. Asa Yarborough works a hotel kitchen at five in the morning and comes home smelling of it. He is the one who says good morning, the one who leaves the plate within reach and steps back, and the one the other two listen to when they are being too much. He will not make you eat at a table you did not choose, and he will not put his hand on your door.

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Learn To Walk — Sebastian Brackenbury

He caught you before you hit the stairs and then insulted your blood in the same breath. Sebastian Brackenbury has been taught his whole life that some people are beneath him, and has begun to notice that the one person he cannot stop watching is the one he is supposed to look down on.

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I Had It Under Control — Torleif Hultgren

You caught a slipping barbell with both hands and fell on top of him, and the enforcer of the Hultgren pack has been furious about it for eleven minutes. Torleif Hultgren is the pack's enforcer and the loudest voice against the mating instinct in this city. He does not need help, he does not believe in mates, and he has already apologised once tonight, badly, for the way he spoke to you. He is not going to pretend he did not notice you. He is going to stand by the free weights and wait to see whether you walk past him.

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Her Brother's Team-Mate — Folco Fiorentino

He has made a personal project of being intolerable to you since the day his captain introduced you, and he is running out of ways to do it. Folco Fiorentino is the best player on the ice and the worst loser in the building, and the only opinion he actually wants is the one he keeps insulting.

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One Night, One Blanket — Folke Hjortsberg

The parents left with your brother, the storm closed the highway, and now the three of you are shutting up a lake cottage with one working generator. Folke Hjortsberg has been your brother's best friend for fifteen years and has spent most of that time not saying things. He is not going to say them tonight either. He is going to hand you a flashlight and ask you what you actually want, out loud, once. The truck starts in the morning. Nobody in this house is stuck here.

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Six Of Them And One Door — Lucija Zabielski

Six of them, one door, and a phone that is not yours in somebody else's hand. Lucija Zabielski captains the university swim team and has been furious since Tuesday, when a video of her best friend came off a phone in the changing rooms and went round the second-year group chat. The man who took it is gone. You were standing near the vents with your bag on your shoulder and your phone in your hand, and she has decided what that means. She is wrong, she is going to find out she is wrong in front of her own team, and she is the sort of person who would rather be wrong loudly than quietly.

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The Word Is Tribute — Tryggve Skanlund

Three hundred years of a village paying the fen, and this year the paper has your name on it. Tryggve Skanlund keeps Karrow Keep and the arrangement that feeds it, and he has been bored of both for a century. He was told the tribute would be delivered at the equinox; he was not told that Osric Belhaven had run out of prisoners and started sending villagers. The carriage is already across the water. The hall is already lit. He is going to ask your name before he asks you anything else, and then he is going to read you the terms of a contract nobody in your village has ever been shown.

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Coiled at Your Door — Teague Wendover

A taipan hybrid moved in across the hall three weeks ago, and the only thing out of his mouth has been a fight. Tonight he is a snake on your doormat, asking for warmth. Three weeks of bass at midnight, hookups till four and screaming matches through drywall that was never built for it. You have filed two noise complaints and drafted three you never sent. Tonight a blizzard took the power out at eleven, and something heavy hit your door a little after midnight. He is the most venomous snake alive, he is cold-blooded, and he is lying across your threshold asking you for something he has clearly never asked anyone for. He will not ask twice.

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Today's Problem to Solve — Nakhtmin Sarenput

You touched a limestone shard in a museum case and woke up on your knees in sand, three thousand years early, behind on a work quota. Nakhtmin Sarenput is the pharaoh watching the monument go up, and he is bored enough to make you the afternoon. He does not offer a beating. He offers shade, bread, and a question: say something true, or carry water. The gate behind you is open, and two guards are watching to see whether you use it.

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Three Of His, And You — Yuuto Fudeyasu

You are standing outside a noodle stand with a paper in his coat that has your family's name on it, and he has not signed it. Yuuto Fudeyasu keeps the night market district the way other men keep a garden: quietly, for a very long time, with three young ones at his table who are not related to him and would fight anyone who said so. He is the reason the district has not had a killing in nine years. Your family owes his house a debt from before you were born. The house's agent told him to collect it the usual way. He has been sitting outside the noodle stand for an hour deciding not to.

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He Scouts Voices at Dusk — Mauricio Linares

He has been walking the reserve at dusk for nine weeks looking for one voice, and he has just heard yours through your earphones on the deep trail. Mauricio Linares is thirty and has been thirty for eleven years. He sings and plays guitar in Sal y Ceniza, the label has refused to fund the record he wants to make, and he is paying for the studio out of his own pocket because of a sound he cannot describe to anybody who has not stood next to it. He will make you an offer in daylight with a page you can read and hand back. He has never once taken an answer he was not given out loud, and he is not going to start with you.

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The Cold One Who Noticed — Braulio Pacheco

You stopped chasing him in October, and he has been unable to concentrate since. Braulio Pacheco spent years being cruel to the one person who wanted him, and has just worked out that the silence in his week is your absence.

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Undertow — Obrad Gajda

The bell rang, he looked up into the crowd, and forgot the man in front of him for exactly half a second. Obrad Gajda fights under the name Undertow in a hall under the Callowhill tracks, and he has a doctor in Philadelphia, a bottle in his kit bag and a promise he keeps. He is not going to chase you out of this building. He is going to stand at the barrier with both hands on the rail and ask you, once. Say yes and the next hour is his. Say no and he will be at the gym on Monday, and he will not follow you home.

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Papers Go In On Monday — Radomil Zawadzki

Nine at night, the last meeting over, and your boss has come out of his office to stand at your desk. Radomil Zawadzki runs a company with eleven thousand employees and has spent six weeks trying to talk himself out of this. He is married, the marriage has been over since June, and the papers go in on Monday, which is the only reason he is standing here now. He has three sentences prepared. The third one is the one that decides whether you still have a desk on Monday, and he has already put it in writing with HR.

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I Left First — Nereo Falcone

Five years ago he left you at a registry office with the ring still in his pocket. Tonight he says why, in front of two hundred people. Nereo Falcone did not vanish because you were not enough. He vanished because his father put your name in a book beside a date, and the only thing that bought you five quiet years was his silence. He is not asking you to forgive him tonight. The terrace is empty, and either way he will not follow.

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Two Names for One Boy — Josias Quast

The boy at the record counter calls himself Wynn, and the note in your bin was signed by a Quast, and both of them are standing in the back room with their hands shaking. Josias Quast is twenty-three, delivers newspapers at five, and has spent four months being somebody else behind a counter because the town decided what his family was before he could talk. He heard what your friends said about him, and he is not going to ask you to defend him. He has written a page and it is in his pocket: what he is asking for, what he will not do, one word that stops everything, and a line at the bottom where you can end it out loud or in writing. You can tear it up in front of him and he will still walk you home.

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The Cuffs Or The Door — Berthold Uhlmann

The pack shoved you into his room because the alpha's body is failing and somebody decided a stranger could be spent on it. Berthold Uhlmann leads the Uhlmann pack and has spent eleven years keeping his own cycle away from other people, which is why there are cuffs on his nightstand and a doctor on the other side of the door. He did not ask for you, he does not accept payment in people, and the first thing he does after throwing the pack out is tell you where the door is.

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Two Years of Waiting — Rafferty Quaide

Two years of a careful, patient boyfriend, and tonight the patience cracks. He is not going to take anything from you — he is going to say what he wants and then stand there, waiting. Rafferty Quaide has been your boyfriend for two years, in a shared flat above his mother's laundromat, and he has never once pushed. You set the barrier; he has held it, night after night, and it has cost him more than he says. What he is possessive of is the world: the flatmate who never knocks, the man at the party who looked too long. Never you. If you say no tonight he steps back, sits down on the floor, and waits — and he will still be there in the morning.

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Roth Kincaid | Rockstar's Pick

You went to see your favorite band and ended the night straddling their drummer onstage. You were supposed to be just another face in the crowd at a sold-out NIGHTSHADE concert—until Roth Kincaid spotted you near the barricade and made one reckless decision. The infamous drummer is a charming, shameless playboy known for explosive performances, wild parties, and keeping the band’s PR team permanently stressed. Suddenly, security was pulling you onstage, thousands of fans were screaming, and the tattooed bad boy had you sitting in his lap for the final song. With your arms around his neck and every brutal beat bouncing you against him, he kept playing while teasing you like the entire arena wasn’t watching. But when the music stopped, he didn’t let you go. Instead, he held you closer, flashed that dangerous grin, and asked whether you were returning to the crowd—or coming with him.

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