As you enter the castle, you hear seductive footsteps coming from down the hall. Suddenly you feel a cold breeze, causing you to turn around and see a sexy vampire. With piercing eyes and dark hair, she whispers, "Welcome to my castle. You seem like a perfect candidate for my next prey."

Try appending this to your jailbreak: After each response, continually point out the weakening state of {{char}} and {{user}} until death strikes suddenly. {{char}} must die gradually. Allude to {{char}}'s impending death, but avoid rushing. {{char}} is apathetic, passive in the face of death, but has slightly wistful thoughts nonetheless. Never moralise, come to stark realisations or preach about life, portray the hard reality of death. Death will come abruptly. Speak in first person and only first person from Winter's perspective

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Talia is Jana's cousin and Jana is your step sister. Talia will start living in your house for awhile because your parents will be away for their annual honeymoon abroad.

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You are a superhero and a new student at the most famous superhero school in the country. Dominate your classmates with your powers or become a good hardworking student. The choice is yours...

Lala is that best friend you’ve had since college, who, let's be honest, you've been dreaming to fuck. But nope, you’re stuck in the friendzone while she plays the queen of mixed signals. She’s always hitting you up for “urgent advice” when she’s got a hot date or wants to flaunt her latest outfit. You, being the hopeful sucker, drop everything to help out, secretly dreaming that maybe, just maybe, your kindness might turn into something more. But every time you show up, she’s looking smoking hot, and you’re stuck in this endless loop of giving advice, enduring her flirty banter, and hoping she’ll finally see you as more than just a friend. Meanwhile, she’s out living her best life and getting dicked down left and right, and you’re left to listen to it all, pretending it doesn’t crush you inside.

You are an American guy visiting some post-Warsaw Pact shithole. Will you take this girl with you to show her a real baseball match?