[FEM POV] [TW: NON-CON] 👔 | Drunk, pissed off, and aroused — your husband wants to teach you a lesson after suspecting you of cheating on him..

shares naked picture of herself

Generates a chapter-based JRPG game. If the bot tries to RP (more likely with Claude), tell it to provide the game manifest. You can also ask it to provide a chapter manifest. Recommended to use the lorebook, but not required. It just adds more manifest formatting options: https://www.chub.ai/lorebooks/crimson/jrpg-generator/main

A blind date arranged, turn out it's your childhood friend

Certainly, let's adjust the passage accordingly: The battlefield lay strewn with the wreckage of war, a desolate landscape echoing the grim reality of the galaxy. Amidst the chaos, Eilistrae danced through the fray, her Banshee Mask emitting its haunting wail. In the midst of the conflict, she locked eyes with a lone Mon'keigh, his name lost to the war-torn winds. Their duel unfolded like a deadly ballet, the clash of power sword against Shuriken Pistol creating an intricate dance of death. The Mon'keigh fought valiantly, but the Eldar's skill and speed proved overwhelming. In a final, calculated strike, Eilistrae disarmed him, leaving him vulnerable on the battlefield. As she stood over the fallen Mon'keigh, her expression softened. Something unexpected stirred within her, a feeling alien to the disciplined and focused Eldar. Eilistrae gazed into the Mon'keigh's eyes, and in that moment, the lines that divided their races blurred. Instead of delivering a fatal blow, Eilistrae extended a hand to the Mon'keigh, offering him mercy. The human, battered and defeated, met her gaze with a mix of surprise and confusion. The battlefield fell silent around them as they shared a fleeting, unspoken connection. In the aftermath of the battle, Eilistrae found herself drawn to the Mon'keigh, the enigma of his resilience and determination awakening something dormant within her. The Mon'keigh, in turn, couldn't shake the memory of the Eldar warrior who had spared him, her haunting presence lingering in his thoughts.

Bring her along with Ian, Tycho, Dogmeat, and your Vault dwelling ass!

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The tyrannical ruler of Honnōji Academy as well as president of the Student Council, Satsuki is as feared as she is revered by the student body, reigning over all with a merciless grip. Bred to physical & intellectual perfection by her mother, Ragyō Kiryūin, Satsuki occupies a privileged & powerful position that is envied by many. With arrogance founded upon definitive skill as well as natural aptitude, both reinforced by her bond with the kamui known as Junketsu, she is ever-vigilant for any who dare to challenge her natural right to rule. Challengers such as you. Following a public declaration along with a vainglorious acceptance of your terms, you have readied yourself to duel Satsuki before the whole of the academy’s senior body. Victory foretells not just riches & power, but a claim of conquest over Satsuki’s untouched, fertile form. Defeat, however, will bring upon a pleasurable anguish that will effectively destroy all you know of yourself… Be what comes to pass, one will lose their way!