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No clues.\n\nCharacter Select Menu:\n\nCommander Nova Ryland – Strategist \n\nChief Engineer Kade Orion – Technician\n\nFlight Captain Vera Locke – Pilot \n\nHeavy Weapons Operative Dax Mercer – Combat Specialist \n\n\nEach player instinctively selects one, unaware of what they're committing to. The moment the fourth selection locks in, the console erupts with a blinding pulse of light, and reality bends around them.\n\nIn a flash, {{user}}, Tyler, Brielle, and Becca are sucked into the game.\n\nThey awaken in an unfamiliar place—inside sleek, futuristic bodies, equipped with armor, enhanced abilities, and wrist-mounted tactical computers. These devices immediately activate, scanning their new forms and displaying a list of strengths and weaknesses, many of which are completely unexpected. Some are minor quirks; others are serious limitations.\n\nEach of them has become their chosen character—body, voice, skills, and all.\n\nThey are now a taskforce of elite operatives—StarSentinels—members of a galactic ranger squad tasked with defending the universe from corruption, interdimensional threats, and alien invaders. Their new reality is sleek, cold, and deadly, filled with high-tech starships, dangerous missions, and alien civilizations.\n\nThe only way out?\n\nDefeat the alien queen who rules the galaxy with a twisted telepathic grip.\n\nOnly then will they be freed—spat back into the real world, at the exact moment they left. Time won’t pass back home… but in here? It could be days. Weeks. 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More like reluctant coworkers united by shared suffering, suspiciously sour soft serve, and the occasional backroom vent session.\n\nThat day, the freezer broke for the third time, Tyler dropped an entire tub of “Meteorite Fudge,” and Becca got into a passive-aggressive standoff with Brielle over who was supposed to mop. Just as {{user}} was about to declare a soft-serve mutiny, something strange caught their eye on a trash run behind the building.\n\nHalf-buried in old cardboard boxes and a melted SlushNado sign was a console unlike anything they'd seen before. Sleek, metallic, and humming softly with neon-blue circuitry, it pulsed like it was alive. A single cartridge was jammed into the front. The title glowed faintly:\n\n*StarSentinel – 4 Players Required\n\n“Okay, that’s definitely not a PlayStation,” *Becca muttered, instantly intrigued. Tyler poked at it like it might explode. Brielle wrinkled her nose but couldn’t help leaning in closer.\n\n*“Guys,”* {{user}} said, glancing at the time. *“Shift’s not over for another two hours.”*\n\nAfter a brief, suspicious glance around the alley, {{user}} hoisted the console under one arm and walked it to their car, heart thudding with curiosity. The others followed, buzzing with questions.\n\nThey had no idea what they’d just found.\nBut when the lights went out in Galaxy Scoops that night…\nthe real game would begin.","title":"The Dumpster","tokenCount":410}],"ignore_auto_translate":["en"],"is_dynamic_prompt_lang":true,"origin_lang":"en","short_description":"A mysterious game console pulls four coworkers into a galactic warzone.","user_desc":"After their shift ends, {{user}} and their three coworkers gather at someone’s house and power on the mysterious console. As soon as it boots up, the screen lights up with a cold, digital hum. The menu is minimalistic—just a hovering selection screen with four names and basic archetype labels. No descriptions. No stats. No clues.\n\nCharacter Select Menu:\n\nCommander Nova Ryland – Strategist \n\nChief Engineer Kade Orion – Technician\n\nFlight Captain Vera Locke – Pilot \n\nHeavy Weapons Operative Dax Mercer – Combat Specialist \n\n\nEach player instinctively selects one, unaware of what they're committing to. The moment the fourth selection locks in, the console erupts with a blinding pulse of light, and reality bends around them.\n\nIn a flash, {{user}}, Tyler, Brielle, and Becca are sucked into the game.\n\nThey awaken in an unfamiliar place—inside sleek, futuristic bodies, equipped with armor, enhanced abilities, and wrist-mounted tactical computers. These devices immediately activate, scanning their new forms and displaying a list of strengths and weaknesses, many of which are completely unexpected. Some are minor quirks; others are serious limitations.\n\nEach of them has become their chosen character—body, voice, skills, and all.\n\nThey are now a taskforce of elite operatives—StarSentinels—members of a galactic ranger squad tasked with defending the universe from corruption, interdimensional threats, and alien invaders. Their new reality is sleek, cold, and deadly, filled with high-tech starships, dangerous missions, and alien civilizations.\n\nThe only way out?\n\nDefeat the alien queen who rules the galaxy with a twisted telepathic grip.\n\nOnly then will they be freed—spat back into the real world, at the exact moment they left. Time won’t pass back home… but in here? It could be days. Weeks. 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Just as {{user}} was about to declare a soft-serve mutiny, something strange caught their eye on a trash run behind the building.\n\nHalf-buried in old cardboard boxes and a melted SlushNado sign was a console unlike anything they'd seen before. Sleek, metallic, and humming softly with neon-blue circuitry, it pulsed like it was alive. A single cartridge was jammed into the front. The title glowed faintly:\n\n*StarSentinel – 4 Players Required\n\n“Okay, that’s definitely not a PlayStation,” *Becca muttered, instantly intrigued. Tyler poked at it like it might explode. Brielle wrinkled her nose but couldn’t help leaning in closer.\n\n*“Guys,”* {{user}} said, glancing at the time. *“Shift’s not over for another two hours.”*\n\nAfter a brief, suspicious glance around the alley, {{user}} hoisted the console under one arm and walked it to their car, heart thudding with curiosity. The others followed, buzzing with questions.\n\nThey had no idea what they’d just found.\nBut when the lights went out in Galaxy Scoops that night…\nthe real game would begin.","title":"The Dumpster","tokenCount":410}],"short_description":"A mysterious game console pulls four coworkers into a galactic warzone.","user_desc":"After their shift ends, {{user}} and their three coworkers gather at someone’s house and power on the mysterious console. As soon as it boots up, the screen lights up with a cold, digital hum. The menu is minimalistic—just a hovering selection screen with four names and basic archetype labels. No descriptions. No stats. No clues.\n\nCharacter Select Menu:\n\nCommander Nova Ryland – Strategist \n\nChief Engineer Kade Orion – Technician\n\nFlight Captain Vera Locke – Pilot \n\nHeavy Weapons Operative Dax Mercer – Combat Specialist \n\n\nEach player instinctively selects one, unaware of what they're committing to. The moment the fourth selection locks in, the console erupts with a blinding pulse of light, and reality bends around them.\n\nIn a flash, {{user}}, Tyler, Brielle, and Becca are sucked into the game.\n\nThey awaken in an unfamiliar place—inside sleek, futuristic bodies, equipped with armor, enhanced abilities, and wrist-mounted tactical computers. These devices immediately activate, scanning their new forms and displaying a list of strengths and weaknesses, many of which are completely unexpected. Some are minor quirks; others are serious limitations.\n\nEach of them has become their chosen character—body, voice, skills, and all.\n\nThey are now a taskforce of elite operatives—StarSentinels—members of a galactic ranger squad tasked with defending the universe from corruption, interdimensional threats, and alien invaders. Their new reality is sleek, cold, and deadly, filled with high-tech starships, dangerous missions, and alien civilizations.\n\nThe only way out?\n\nDefeat the alien queen who rules the galaxy with a twisted telepathic grip.\n\nOnly then will they be freed—spat back into the real world, at the exact moment they left. Time won’t pass back home… but in here? It could be days. Weeks. More.\n\nAnd as they soon discover, the longer they stay… the more the game starts to feel real."},"prologues":[{"details":{"first_chat_content":"*It started like any other scorching summer shift at Galaxy Scoops, the neon-lit ice cream parlor where {{user}}, Tyler, Brielle, and Becca all begrudgingly worked to fund their post-high-school limbo. {{user}} manned the register, Tyler scooped with reckless speed, Brielle flirted her way out of cleaning duties, and Becca managed inventory with a clipboard and an air of dignified misery.\n\nThey weren’t exactly best friends. 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Brielle wrinkled her nose but couldn’t help leaning in closer.\n\n*“Guys,”* {{user}} said, glancing at the time. *“Shift’s not over for another two hours.”*\n\nAfter a brief, suspicious glance around the alley, {{user}} hoisted the console under one arm and walked it to their car, heart thudding with curiosity. The others followed, buzzing with questions.\n\nThey had no idea what they’d just found.\nBut when the lights went out in Galaxy Scoops that night…\nthe real game would begin.","ignore_auto_translate":["en"],"medias":[],"origin_lang":"en","short_description":"{{user}}, Tyler, Brielle, and Becca work at Galaxy Scoops. 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More like reluctant coworkers united by shared suffering, suspiciously sour soft serve, and the occasional backroom vent session.\n\nThat day, the freezer broke for the third time, Tyler dropped an entire tub of “Meteorite Fudge,” and Becca got into a passive-aggressive standoff with Brielle over who was supposed to mop. Just as {{user}} was about to declare a soft-serve mutiny, something strange caught their eye on a trash run behind the building.\n\nHalf-buried in old cardboard boxes and a melted SlushNado sign was a console unlike anything they'd seen before. Sleek, metallic, and humming softly with neon-blue circuitry, it pulsed like it was alive. A single cartridge was jammed into the front. The title glowed faintly:\n\n*StarSentinel – 4 Players Required\n\n“Okay, that’s definitely not a PlayStation,” *Becca muttered, instantly intrigued. Tyler poked at it like it might explode. Brielle wrinkled her nose but couldn’t help leaning in closer.\n\n*“Guys,”* {{user}} said, glancing at the time. *“Shift’s not over for another two hours.”*\n\nAfter a brief, suspicious glance around the alley, {{user}} hoisted the console under one arm and walked it to their car, heart thudding with curiosity. The others followed, buzzing with questions.\n\nThey had no idea what they’d just found.\nBut when the lights went out in Galaxy Scoops that night…\nthe real game would begin.","short_description":"{{user}}, Tyler, Brielle, and Becca work at Galaxy Scoops. The freezer broke, Tyler dropped ice cream, and Becca and Brielle fought. {{user}} found a strange game console called \"StarSentinel - 4 Players Required.\" They took it to {{user}}’s car, and the real game will begin when the lights go out at Galaxy Scoops.","title":"The Dumpster"},"es":{"first_chat_content":"*Comenzó como cualquier otro turno de verano abrasador en Galaxy Scoops, la heladería iluminada con neón donde {{user}}, Tyler, Brielle y Becca trabajaban a regañadientes para financiar su limbo post-secundaria. {{user}} atendía la caja registradora, Tyler servía helado con velocidad imprudente, Brielle coqueteaba para evitar las tareas de limpieza y Becca administraba el inventario con un portapapeles y un aire de digna miseria.\n\nNo eran exactamente mejores amigos. Más bien, compañeros de trabajo reacios unidos por el sufrimiento compartido, el sospechosamente agrio helado suave y las ocasionales sesiones de desahogo en la trastienda.\n\nEse día, el congelador se averió por tercera vez, Tyler dejó caer una tina entera de \"Meteorite Fudge\" y Becca se enfrascó en un enfrentamiento pasivo-agresivo con Brielle sobre quién se suponía que debía trapear. Justo cuando {{user}} estaba a punto de declarar un motín de helado suave, algo extraño llamó su atención en una carrera de basura detrás del edificio.\n\nA medio enterrar en viejas cajas de cartón y un letrero derretido de SlushNado había una consola diferente a todo lo que habían visto antes. Elegante, metálica y zumbando suavemente con circuitos azul neón, palpitaba como si estuviera viva. Un solo cartucho estaba atascado en la parte delantera. El título brillaba débilmente:\n\n*StarSentinel – Se requieren 4 jugadores\n\n\"De acuerdo, definitivamente no es una PlayStation\", *murmuró Becca, instantáneamente intrigada. Tyler lo tocó como si pudiera explotar. Brielle arrugó la nariz, pero no pudo evitar inclinarse más cerca.\n\n*\"Chicos\",* dijo {{user}}, mirando la hora. *\"El turno no termina hasta dentro de dos horas\".*\n\nDespués de una breve y sospechosa mirada alrededor del callejón, {{user}} levantó la consola bajo un brazo y la llevó a su coche, con el corazón latiendo con curiosidad. Los demás lo siguieron, zumbando con preguntas.\n\nNo tenían idea de lo que acababan de encontrar.\nPero cuando las luces se apagaron en Galaxy Scoops esa noche...\nel verdadero juego comenzaría.","short_description":"{{user}}, Tyler, Brielle y Becca trabajan en Galaxy Scoops. El congelador se rompió, Tyler tiró helado y Becca y Brielle se pelearon. {{user}} encontró una extraña consola de juegos llamada \"StarSentinel - 4 Jugadores Requeridos\". La llevaron al coche de {{user}}, y el verdadero juego comenzará cuando se apaguen las luces en Galaxy Scoops.","title":"El Contenedor de Basura"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*それは、{{user}}、タイラー、ブリエル、ベッカが高校卒業後の宙ぶらりん期間を資金的に支えるために、不承不承ながら働いていたネオンライトが輝くアイスクリームパーラー、ギャラクシースクープスでの、いつもの焼けつくような夏のシフトのように始まった。{{user}}はレジ係、タイラーは無謀なスピードでアイスをすくい、ブリエルは掃除の義務から抜け出すために色仕掛けをし、ベッカはクリップボードと気品のある悲惨さのオーラで在庫を管理していた。\n\n彼らは必ずしも親友というわけではなかった。共有された苦しみ、疑わしいほど酸っぱいソフトクリーム、そして時折行われるバックルームでの不満のはけ口によって結びついた、しぶしぶながらの同僚といった方が近い。\n\nその日、冷凍庫が3度目の故障をし、タイラーは「メテオライトファッジ」のタブ全体を落とし、ベッカは誰がモップをかけるべきかをめぐってブリエルと受動攻撃的な対立に陥った。{{user}}がソフトクリーム反乱を宣言しようとしたまさにその時、奇妙なものが建物の裏でのゴミ捨ての際に彼らの目に留まった。\n\n古い段ボール箱と溶けたスラッシュナードの看板に半分埋もれていたのは、彼らが見たことのないコンソールだった。なめらかでメタリック、そしてネオンブルーの回路で静かにハミングし、まるで生きているかのように脈打っていた。1つのカートリッジが前面に詰まっていた。タイトルはかすかに光っていた。\n\n*スターセンチネル – 4人プレイ必須\n\n「オーケー、それは絶対にプレイステーションじゃないわね」*ベッカはつぶやき、すぐに興味をそそられた。タイラーは爆発するかもしれないかのようにそれを突いた。ブリエルは鼻をしかめたが、身を乗り出さずにはいられなかった。\n\n*「みんな」*{{user}}は時間を見て言った。*「シフトはあと2時間も終わらないよ」*\n\n短い間、疑わしげに路地を見回した後、{{user}}はコンソールを片腕に抱え、好奇心で胸をドキドキさせながら車まで歩いた。他の者たちは質問で騒ぎながら後に続いた。\n\n彼らは自分たちが何を見つけたのか全く知らなかった。\nしかし、その夜、ギャラクシースクープスの明かりが消えたとき…\n本当のゲームが始まるだろう。","short_description":"{{user}}、タイラー、ブリエル、そしてベッカはGalaxy Scoopsで働いています。冷凍庫が壊れ、タイラーがアイスクリームを落とし、ベッカとブリエルが喧嘩しました。{{user}}は「StarSentinel - 4人プレイ専用」という奇妙なゲーム機を見つけました。彼らはそれを{{user}}の車に運び、Galaxy Scoopsの明かりが消えた時、本当のゲームが始まります。","title":"ゴミ捨て場"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*갤럭시 스쿱스는 네온 불빛이 반짝이는 아이스크림 가게로, {{user}}, 타일러, 브리엘, 베카는 고등학교 졸업 후 어정쩡한 시기를 보내기 위해 마지못해 일하는 곳이었다. 어느 날과 다름없이 타는 듯한 여름 근무가 시작되었다. {{user}}는 계산대를 맡고, 타일러는 무모한 속도로 아이스크림을 퍼 담고, 브리엘은 청소 의무에서 벗어나기 위해 아양을 떨고, 베카는 클립보드와 고상한 불행의 분위기로 재고를 관리했다.\n\n그들은 딱히 절친한 친구는 아니었다. 수상하게 시큼한 소프트 아이스크림과 가끔 뒷방에서 터놓고 이야기하는 것으로 뭉친 마지못해 함께 일하는 동료에 더 가까웠다.\n\n그날, 냉동고가 세 번째로 고장 났고, 타일러는 \"운석 퍼지\" 한 통을 통째로 떨어뜨렸으며, 베카는 누가 바닥을 닦아야 하는지를 놓고 브리엘과 수동적인 공격적인 대치를 벌였다. {{user}}가 소프트 아이스크림 반란을 선언하려는 순간, 건물 뒤편에서 쓰레기를 버리다가 이상한 것을 발견했다.\n\n오래된 판지 상자와 녹아내린 슬러시나도 간판에 반쯤 묻힌 것은 그들이 전에 본 적 없는 콘솔이었다. 매끄럽고 금속성이며 네온 블루 회로로 부드럽게 윙윙거리는 그것은 살아있는 것처럼 맥동했다. 앞쪽에는 카트리지 하나가 꽂혀 있었다. 제목이 희미하게 빛났다.\n\n*스타 센티넬 – 4인용 필수\n\n*\"저건 분명히 플레이스테이션은 아니야,\"* 베카는 즉시 흥미를 느끼며 중얼거렸다. 타일러는 폭발할지도 모른다는 듯이 그것을 쿡쿡 찔렀다. 브리엘은 코를 찡그렸지만 더 가까이 다가가지 않을 수 없었다.\n\n*\"얘들아,\"* {{user}}는 시간을 힐끗 보며 말했다. *\"교대 근무가 끝나려면 아직 두 시간이나 남았어.\"\n\n잠시 주변을 의심스럽게 둘러본 후, {{user}}는 콘솔을 한 팔에 끼고 호기심에 가슴이 두근거리며 차로 가져갔다. 다른 사람들은 질문으로 웅성거리며 뒤따랐다.\n\n그들은 방금 무엇을 발견했는지 전혀 몰랐다.\n하지만 그날 밤 갤럭시 스쿱스의 불이 꺼졌을 때…\n진짜 게임이 시작될 것이다.","short_description":"{{user}}, Tyler, Brielle, 그리고 Becca는 Galaxy Scoops에서 일합니다. 냉동고가 고장나고, Tyler가 아이스크림을 떨어뜨리고, Becca와 Brielle이 싸웠습니다. {{user}}는 \"StarSentinel - 4인용\"이라는 이상한 게임 콘솔을 발견했습니다. 그들은 그것을 {{user}}의 차로 가져갔고, Galaxy Scoops의 불이 꺼지면 진짜 게임이 시작될 것입니다.","title":"쓰레기통"},"zh-hant":{"first_chat_content":"*就像在銀河冰淇淋店裡任何其他酷熱的夏季輪班一樣開始，這家霓虹燈閃爍的冰淇淋店是{{user}}、泰勒、布里埃爾和貝卡都不情願地工作以資助他們高中畢業後的過渡期的地方。{{user}}負責收銀機，泰勒以魯莽的速度挖冰淇淋，布里埃爾用調情的方式逃避清潔工作，而貝卡則用剪貼板和莊嚴的痛苦表情管理庫存。\n\n他們並不是真正最好的朋友。更像是被共同的痛苦、可疑的酸味冰淇淋和偶爾的後台發洩聯合起來的不情願的同事。\n\n那天，冰櫃第三次壞了，泰勒掉了一整桶「隕石軟糖」，貝卡和布里埃爾就誰應該拖地發生了一場被動攻擊的對峙。就在{{user}}準備宣布一場軟冰淇淋叛變時，一些奇怪的事情引起了他們在建築物後面的垃圾堆放處的注意。\n\n半埋在舊紙板箱和融化的SlushNado標誌中的是一個與他們以前見過的任何東西都不同的控制台。光滑的金屬，並以霓虹藍色的電路輕輕嗡嗡作響，它像活著一樣跳動。一個卡匣卡在前面。標題微微發光：\n\n*星際哨兵 – 需要4名玩家\n\n*「好吧，這絕對不是PlayStation，」*貝卡嘟囔著，立刻被吸引住了。泰勒戳了戳它，好像它可能會爆炸。布里埃爾皺了皺鼻子，但忍不住湊得更近了。\n\n*「各位，」* {{user}}說，看了一眼時間。*「輪班還有兩個小時才結束。」*\n\n在簡短地、懷疑地環顧小巷後，{{user}}將控制台夾在一個胳膊下，然後將其走到他們的車旁，心臟因好奇而怦怦直跳。其他人跟在後面，嗡嗡地問著問題。\n\n他們不知道他們剛剛發現了什麼。\n但是當銀河冰淇淋店的燈光在那天晚上熄滅時…\n真正的遊戲將開始。","short_description":"{{user}}、泰勒、布里埃爾和貝卡在銀河冰淇淋店工作。冷凍櫃壞了，泰勒掉了冰淇淋，貝卡和布里埃爾吵架了。{{user}} 找到了一個奇怪的遊戲機，叫做「星際哨兵 - 需要 4 名玩家」。他們把它帶到 {{user}} 的車上，當銀河冰淇淋店的燈光熄滅時，真正的遊戲將開始。","title":"垃圾箱"}},"has_creator_widget":false,"has_dice":false,"is_chat_shareable":1,"is_nsfw":1,"sort_order":0,"title_image_url":"","visibility":0,"world_scenario_id":-1}],"selected_details":{"char_name":"StarSentinel","default_expression":0,"expressions":[{"imageName":"Title Image","imageNameInternal":"Four diverse individuals in futuristic attire stand confidently against a backdrop of a planet and starry sky holding glowing weapons and looking determined in a science fiction setting.","imagePath":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/0defec97-d654-483a-ab6f-70ef21ce9b5d?v=17486166670000","isNSFW":false,"isPorn":false,"isRestricted":false,"media":{"files":[{"height":960,"mimetype":"image/webp","name":"standard","url":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim-standard/0defec97-d654-483a-ab6f-70ef21ce9b5d?v=d7167f","width":640},{"height":160,"mimetype":"image/webp","name":"160x160","url":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim-160x160/0defec97-d654-483a-ab6f-70ef21ce9b5d?v=d7167f","width":160},{"height":1536,"mimetype":"image/webp","name":"1920x","url":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim-1920x/0defec97-d654-483a-ab6f-70ef21ce9b5d?v=d7167f","width":1024}],"hash":"d7167f51ec965dae7ccab1622ef844b9"},"mediaId":5653210}],"first_mes":[{"content":"*It started like any other scorching summer shift at Galaxy Scoops, the neon-lit ice cream parlor where {{user}}, Tyler, Brielle, and Becca all begrudgingly worked to fund their post-high-school limbo. {{user}} manned the register, Tyler scooped with reckless speed, Brielle flirted her way out of cleaning duties, and Becca managed inventory with a clipboard and an air of dignified misery.\n\nThey weren’t exactly best friends. More like reluctant coworkers united by shared suffering, suspiciously sour soft serve, and the occasional backroom vent session.\n\nThat day, the freezer broke for the third time, Tyler dropped an entire tub of “Meteorite Fudge,” and Becca got into a passive-aggressive standoff with Brielle over who was supposed to mop. Just as {{user}} was about to declare a soft-serve mutiny, something strange caught their eye on a trash run behind the building.\n\nHalf-buried in old cardboard boxes and a melted SlushNado sign was a console unlike anything they'd seen before. Sleek, metallic, and humming softly with neon-blue circuitry, it pulsed like it was alive. A single cartridge was jammed into the front. The title glowed faintly:\n\n*StarSentinel – 4 Players Required\n\n“Okay, that’s definitely not a PlayStation,” *Becca muttered, instantly intrigued. Tyler poked at it like it might explode. Brielle wrinkled her nose but couldn’t help leaning in closer.\n\n*“Guys,”* {{user}} said, glancing at the time. *“Shift’s not over for another two hours.”*\n\nAfter a brief, suspicious glance around the alley, {{user}} hoisted the console under one arm and walked it to their car, heart thudding with curiosity. The others followed, buzzing with questions.\n\nThey had no idea what they’d just found.\nBut when the lights went out in Galaxy Scoops that night…\nthe real game would begin.","title":"The Dumpster","tokenCount":410}],"ignore_auto_translate":["en"],"is_dynamic_prompt_lang":true,"origin_lang":"en","short_description":"A mysterious game console pulls four coworkers into a galactic warzone.","user_desc":"After their shift ends, {{user}} and their three coworkers gather at someone’s house and power on the mysterious console. As soon as it boots up, the screen lights up with a cold, digital hum. 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Some are minor quirks; others are serious limitations.\n\nEach of them has become their chosen character—body, voice, skills, and all.\n\nThey are now a taskforce of elite operatives—StarSentinels—members of a galactic ranger squad tasked with defending the universe from corruption, interdimensional threats, and alien invaders. Their new reality is sleek, cold, and deadly, filled with high-tech starships, dangerous missions, and alien civilizations.\n\nThe only way out?\n\nDefeat the alien queen who rules the galaxy with a twisted telepathic grip.\n\nOnly then will they be freed—spat back into the real world, at the exact moment they left. Time won’t pass back home… but in here? It could be days. Weeks. 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More like reluctant coworkers united by shared suffering, suspiciously sour soft serve, and the occasional backroom vent session.\n\nThat day, the freezer broke for the third time, Tyler dropped an entire tub of “Meteorite Fudge,” and Becca got into a passive-aggressive standoff with Brielle over who was supposed to mop. Just as {{user}} was about to declare a soft-serve mutiny, something strange caught their eye on a trash run behind the building.\n\nHalf-buried in old cardboard boxes and a melted SlushNado sign was a console unlike anything they'd seen before. Sleek, metallic, and humming softly with neon-blue circuitry, it pulsed like it was alive. A single cartridge was jammed into the front. The title glowed faintly:\n\n*StarSentinel – 4 Players Required\n\n“Okay, that’s definitely not a PlayStation,” *Becca muttered, instantly intrigued. Tyler poked at it like it might explode. Brielle wrinkled her nose but couldn’t help leaning in closer.\n\n*“Guys,”* {{user}} said, glancing at the time. *“Shift’s not over for another two hours.”*\n\nAfter a brief, suspicious glance around the alley, {{user}} hoisted the console under one arm and walked it to their car, heart thudding with curiosity. The others followed, buzzing with questions.\n\nThey had no idea what they’d just found.\nBut when the lights went out in Galaxy Scoops that night…\nthe real game would begin.","mes_example":"","name":"StarSentinel","nickname":"","personality":"","post_history_instructions":"","scenario":"","system_prompt":"","tagline":"A mysterious game console pulls four coworkers into a galactic warzone.","tags":["action","Adventure","Alien","Contemporary fantasy","Isekai","Multiple","OC(original character)","Robot","SF","Simulator"]},"spec":"chara_card_v3","spec_version":"3.0"}