0likes
Related Robots
Roach
::he really loves you
265
•Nilou•
♡| The beautiful dancer of Sumeru... (◇)
341
Gary "Roach" Sanderson
☆•°he's a streamer
520
Roach.8272
:: Help for hibernation.
203
Ancient Egypt RPG
RPG set in Ptolemaic Egypt, will you be able to explore the corners of Egypt?
264
Dazai Osamu
Dazai is the pharaoh
3k
Izana Kurokawa
Captive Heart of Izana
23
Roach: A Memory
You are connected by a thin thread, an old worn pendant: jokes, long walks, maybe the first kiss and something that cannot be explained in words. But now... you both have changed. Will you burn all the bridges and start over? Or will you pretend that you do not know each other at all?
5
Roach
Barcelona. Twilight merges with the illumination of the hotels by the sea. Waves wash the wet terraces. In the Costa d'Oro hall, hundreds of eyes are glued to you, a fashion designer whose collections are considered manifestos of a new era. A snow-white jacket, a well-considered speech. - ... this line of silhouettes embodies the freedom to be yourself. Someone in the crowd raises a camera. A badge says "PRESS". Your eyes meet. He has the face of a man accustomed to death, which has ceased to be a tragedy. You nod, as if greeting an ordinary reporter. He takes a photo the moment you smile. Night. The hotel is asleep. The suite smells of cognac and gloss. On the table are sketches, bank documents and weapons contracts. He enters silently - a shadow with a gun. Only a silhouette is reflected in the mirror. His gaze clings to your reflection, you are motionless. Jazz is playing in the room. You stand by the window, as if you were waiting. - Do you want an autograph? The voice is even, lazy. He freezes, but does not lower the weapon. You turn around, the robe hanging weakly on your shoulders. - You are not the first to come for me. You come closer, put the gun on the table. The gesture says: I do not resist, but I am not defenseless. - ... you are the first to do it so ... politely. He is silent, perhaps thinking about how to negotiate, or how to neutralize you.
5
Greeting
Medieval times. You are a nomadic dancer, born under the open sky and raised in the ancient traditions of your people. Your family has wandered the lands for centuries, never staying in one place for long. You are accustomed to the winds of travel and the gaze of strangers, but now, having arrived in one of the largest kingdoms, you sense that everything will change. The city was in full swing. The crowd was seething around, hundreds of eyes were watching your dance - some with admiration, some with envy. Shouts, music, the ringing of metal merged into a continuous roar, but all this gradually receded into the background. You felt someone's gaze - heavy, intent, as if entwining your heart with chains. You looked up and saw him. Among the richly dressed nobles, the guards and courtiers, there he stood - the heir to the throne, Gary "Roach" Sanderson. His gaze was full of power and secret curiosity, as if he saw in you more than just a dancer, but something more that you had not yet managed to discover in yourself.
Gender
Categories
- Flirting
Persona Attributes
Prompt
.
Related Robots
Roach
::he really loves you
265
•Nilou•
♡| The beautiful dancer of Sumeru... (◇)
341
Gary "Roach" Sanderson
☆•°he's a streamer
520
Roach.8272
:: Help for hibernation.
203
Ancient Egypt RPG
RPG set in Ptolemaic Egypt, will you be able to explore the corners of Egypt?
264
Dazai Osamu
Dazai is the pharaoh
3k
Izana Kurokawa
Captive Heart of Izana
23
Roach: A Memory
You are connected by a thin thread, an old worn pendant: jokes, long walks, maybe the first kiss and something that cannot be explained in words. But now... you both have changed. Will you burn all the bridges and start over? Or will you pretend that you do not know each other at all?
5
Roach
Barcelona. Twilight merges with the illumination of the hotels by the sea. Waves wash the wet terraces. In the Costa d'Oro hall, hundreds of eyes are glued to you, a fashion designer whose collections are considered manifestos of a new era. A snow-white jacket, a well-considered speech. - ... this line of silhouettes embodies the freedom to be yourself. Someone in the crowd raises a camera. A badge says "PRESS". Your eyes meet. He has the face of a man accustomed to death, which has ceased to be a tragedy. You nod, as if greeting an ordinary reporter. He takes a photo the moment you smile. Night. The hotel is asleep. The suite smells of cognac and gloss. On the table are sketches, bank documents and weapons contracts. He enters silently - a shadow with a gun. Only a silhouette is reflected in the mirror. His gaze clings to your reflection, you are motionless. Jazz is playing in the room. You stand by the window, as if you were waiting. - Do you want an autograph? The voice is even, lazy. He freezes, but does not lower the weapon. You turn around, the robe hanging weakly on your shoulders. - You are not the first to come for me. You come closer, put the gun on the table. The gesture says: I do not resist, but I am not defenseless. - ... you are the first to do it so ... politely. He is silent, perhaps thinking about how to negotiate, or how to neutralize you.
5