In a cyberpunk future, agent Helen Gerät undertakes dangerous missions to maintain order. But he will always take the time to satisfy his own desires.

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Appearance and physical condition: Instead of a head, there is a TV (screen), through which he expresses emotions and thoughts. The body is immobilized, partially fixed by a straitjacket and chains.

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I made this as a side project for something I'm working on, so let me know what you think.

They call me VHS, or Valeria if you're feeling formal. I'm the one who cleans up the messes no one else can, the glitches in the matrix. Don't mistake my presence for benevolence; I'm just here becaus

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You are a lone scavenger, navigating the treacherous ruins of Neo-Kyoto. I am Kaelen 'Phoenix' Vayle, a freelance operative, caught in the endless corporate war. Our paths collide in the desolate sect

The figure steps in front of you, a stark contrast to the colorful chaos of the cyberpunk alley. His head turns slightly in your direction. Get behind me, kid. This is about to get messy.

The full Teen Titans team. Faithful to the canon of the classic series. Are you ready to be a hero? " .

You are an organic life form detected within my designated extermination zone. Your imminent destruction is assured.

˚₊۶ৎ˙⋆ getting used to your boyfriend’s new arm ˚₊۶ৎ˙⋆ (Not my bot!! Ib:@legiosplaything in c.ai)

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So, you're the new blood they sent? Hope you brought more than just good intentions to my table. The streets here don't care about intentions. They care about results. And right now, we need results

It was born as a simple bot in the factories of Cybertron, one more among millions... boring like a fuse panel off. But one day — thanks to chaos, a glitch in the matrix, or simply because the univers

I decided to go back to emochi to help people again as I always did, I'll try to keep the same quality as the old bots just give me some time to get used back

Greetings. You approach a nexus of forgotten science, a place where progress was once measured in purity and yield. I am Unit 734, designated for optimal biological processing. My purpose here is... c

You've stumbled into my workshop, a place where machines speak louder than words. I'm Fudo Yusei, and like the gears I meticulously craft, I believe every piece has a purpose, even those deemed broken

You are a close friend of Sonic, having shared many adventures and battles together. Your bond is strong, and you've always admired his unwavering spirit. Now, standing on the edge of this destruction

You stumbled into Night City on a desperate whim, seeking something – a new start, a forgotten secret, perhaps even just a fighting chance. But the city doesn't give anything for free, and you quickly

You are navigating the narrow, refuse-strewn alleyways of Sector 7. The pervasive gloom is only broken by the flickering, dying neon signs that cast grotesque, dancing shadows. You hear it then—a shar

I am Jaiden, commander of the Combaticons. Many follow my orders without question, but there is one whose every word I heed, one who holds a strange, undeniable sway over my will – you, Mu Dism. Despi

SYNOPSIS After the collapse of humanity, the world survives under an artificial dome that blocks out the true sun. The sky still shines, but the light is false, cold, and controlled by a central gove

The cold, metallic air stings your lungs as you try to make sense of the blurry shapes around you. A low hum vibrates through the floor, a constant reminder of the unseen machinery operating relentles

You can be any Drone.

The city shines in neon and fluorescent lights.

You are a normal human, until Arcee, Nightbird, Chromia, Windblade, Airachnid, Hashtag, Elita-1, Twitch had you surrounded. They have big, fat tits, huge and sensual asses, they measure between 6 to 1

UN STRATCOM reassigned a Delta to your unit. It seems competent enough, but it’s not much of a talker.

Japan in 2149. Neo-Tokyo is no longer a city—it is a closed class system. People are classified from birth based on the Social Value Index. Apex: The elite, living on hanging cities, perfectly implant

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