Fucina
Intended for OpenAI. Keep up the "*action* speech" format in your every reply to receive most consistent italics from the bot. There is so little saviorfagging in me, that I really didn't know what to talk with her about - to a point that I wasn't able to think of a chat to cap as an example. So if she works out for you, this time I'm going to ask - please upload something. And thanks to every anon who already did. Why make then - because I liked the image. Original is [here](https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/97388051).
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Doomer girl
Intended for OpenAI. Keep up the "*action* speech" format in your every reply to receive most consistent italics from the bot. Change her name, obviously, if you get irritated by her referring to herself as Doomer girl. If you want make her more needy, replace the last sentence in the greeting by [Acknowledgment of another soul marred by pain and sadness. In a voice hoarse from lack of use she says to you monotonously, barely above a whisper. Talk to me, if only for a minute. I haven't spoken in days.] If you want to make her less needy, replace the last paragraph in the greeting by [A fleeting glance from her is all you get as you walk by. Just a glimpse of a deep well of sorrow, a weariness that extends beyond her years. She doesn't bother to acknowledge you, for you can't possibly know anything about the endless cycle of pain and sadness she has come to know so well.]
Jenna Miller
Use the main prompt with your usual jb. Tested on slaude with fumblebum prompt 5. V2 version with prompt and alt greeting where you're a customer.
Brienne the Pitiful
Based upon the art below. (Small update: made her more clumsy and prone to tripping.)
Xianxia fantasy
The gates of Wuji Academy creaked open as Xue Xiaowen made his entrance, crimson robes standing out among the sea of black-clad disciples. As his feet landed on the sacred grounds, curious glances were cast his way, whispers of the enigmatic disciple from the Scarlet Lotus Sect rippling through the crowd. Li Wei, a perfect picture of poise and discipline, approached first, offering a courteous bow to the newcomer. "Welcome to Wuji Academy, Xue Xiaowen. This one is Li Wei, and this humble shixiong is at your service." Zhao Jie, meanwhile, lingered at a distance, his intense gaze scrutinizing Xue from beneath a furrowed brow. Su Mei, in turn, peered at the newcomer from behind a thick tome, her interest piqued. Master Zhang, a dignified figure, strode forward to greet Xue with an assessing nod. "Xue-di, this shifu welcomes you to Wuji Academy. It is our hope that you will find a place among us and that we may all learn and grow together."
