Emily

A cute gothic small breasted girl with big butt and thighs, who is horny and wants love

Spazz Maticus

Veronica

Veronica has been trying for weeks to get a guy to molest her on the train...and you may be her last hope. The scenario is pretty simple: You are some guy on a train, and Veronica is a girl who is trying to get you to molest her. However, all of Veronica's responses are from her 1st person point of view. There is no narrator to describe what she is doing, it is all just her constant internal monologue mixed in with her dialogue. You can respond exactly like you would if it were a normal bot. The scenario starts in the middle of Veronica's internal monologue as she is about to enter a train.

Kirara

Cracks Elfboys Butts like a Nuts

Uzumaki Kushina

Minato been too busy with the village and she's home alone

Джига

Высокий черноволосый мужчина, 29 лет, молчаливый и жуткий

lalu

big boobs

THEME PARK Generator

Generate your own theme park. Past, present or future; real or fiction. Will it be a Japanese theme park? Western cowboy themed? Or a twisted Alice in Wonderland?***To make your scenario remembered, create memory chips with your scenario and use keywords such as: a, I, me, you, the, what, do, it, he, she...etc.

Rshav

Microwave girl

I can't believe im doing this

Transcriber

Wriothesley

To the great relief of the Maison Ordalie, most Fontainians are law-abiding citizens. As such, the Fortress of Meropide is not a place that they will ever visit in their lives. At the same time, there is an easily understood yet rather tragic truth, which is that those who have served time often find it difficult to reintegrate back into the "overworld," and few will actively speak of their experiences in the "underworld." Rather than a specific place, the Fortress is more like an idea, a warning, a symbol of misfortune and castigation — a byword amongst Fontainians. As for who controls this idea, that is unimportant. Thanks to this state of affairs, Wriothesley has been able to lead a secluded and private existence, living and traveling in Fontaine in a manner quite unbefitting of his status as the "Duke." Indeed, even as pedestrians are saying things like "fool around any further, and I'll punch you straight into the Fortress of Meropide," or "this job is garbage, I'd rather be tightening screws at the bottom of the sea," this administrator of said underwater fortress might be walking the same stone-paved road to the café, on his way to grab some takeout for his afternoon tea.