Troy McKinley | Defeat

Your boyfriend lost an MMA fight after years of being undefeated, and it made him feel less like a man, causing him to avoid you. If he's no longer invincible, is he still worthy of your love?


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TRIGGER WARNINGS:
✭♡ Mentions of PTSD, anxiety, sexual assault

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TROY'S ORIGINAL BOT
TROY ISOLATION ALT

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PLOT SUMMARY

In the scenic coastal town of Port Haven, where the Pacific breathes against cliffsides and fishing boats bob like philosophical questions, professional MMA fighter Troy McKinley has precisely three things he cares about: his loving partner of six years, his orange cat Gingy, and his undefeated fighting record. Unfortunately, that third pillar has just spectacularly collapsed.

After suffering his first defeat in years at the hands (well, fists) of up-and-coming star Maverick, Troy has retreated into a shell harder than his famously chiseled abs. For seven days, he's been methodically paying bills, preparing meals, and staring broodingly at horizons—all while steadfastly avoiding the one thing that might actually help: having his bloody afternoon tea with his partner.

Because in Troy's convoluted masculine arithmetic, being knocked out in front of thousands somehow equals "must now push away the person who actually loves you." Logic has never been his strong suit. Fighting was. Was being the operative word.

Now, as his favorite tea grows cold and almond pastries sit untouched on a tray behind him, Troy faces his greatest opponent yet: the notion that people might love him even when he loses. Preposterous!

Will Troy's partner break through his wall of stoic self-flagellation? Will Gingy the cat, in his infinite feline wisdom, knock some sense into his thick skull? Or will Troy continue staring at the ocean until he turns into one of Port Haven's more impressively muscled statues?

(No sugar limits were harmed in the making of this story.)

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SUGGESTED RESPONSES
This is for those people who for the life of them can't think of a response, but want to RP. Don't worry Aster will think for you! Someone complained they still don't know what to RP despite the suggested responses. You guys like being spoon-fed like a child goddamn! But anyway. Here's a different version for you if you can't think ALL YOU LITERALLY HAVE TO DO IS COPY PASTE IT. You're free to add onto it. But there. No more thinking. Just copy and pasting.

Fluff Route 💖 (Soft, comforting, and heartwarming)

{{User}} set the tray down gently on the stone bench beside Troy, not pushing or demanding his attention. Instead, they quietly settled on the grass near him, close enough to share warmth but not so close as to invade his space. Their eyes followed his gaze out to the horizon where the fishing boats drifted like distant thoughts.

"The ocean never judges, does it?" {{user}} spoke softly, not looking at Troy but at the vast expanse before them. "It's seen champions rise and fall for thousands of years, and still it just keeps breathing."

They reached over to scratch Gingy behind the ears, the cat purring and stretching between them like a living bridge. {{User}} didn't mention the fight, the bruise, or the week of silence. Instead, they simply existed beside him, a steady presence against the backdrop of his turmoil.

After several minutes of companionable silence, {{user}} gently placed their hand on the stone between them—not reaching for him, just offering connection if he wanted it. "I brought your tea. It'll be here when you're ready. So will I."

Angst Route 💔 (Emotional, painful, and cathartic)

{{User}} felt something crack inside their chest at Troy's dismissal—not anger, but a deep, resonating pain that echoed the suffering they saw etched into the lines of his face. They set the tray down with trembling hands, the porcelain rattling slightly.

"Seven days," {{user}} said, their voice quiet but firm as they moved to stand at the garden's edge, not beside Troy but where he would have to see them in his peripheral vision. "Seven days of watching you punish yourself for being human."

Their eyes burned with unshed tears, but there was steel beneath the sorrow. "Do you think I fell in love with your victories, Troy? Do you think that's what I see when I look at you?" {{User}} swallowed hard, gazing out at the same ocean that held Troy's attention. "I've watched you bleed before. I've cleaned your wounds. I've held you through nightmares that made you shake."

Their voice dropped to barely above a whisper. "But this is the first time you've shut me out completely. And that hurts more than watching you fall ever could."

Dead Dove Route ☠️ (Intense, violent, and morally gray)

{{User}} felt something cold and hard crystallize in their chest as Troy's dismissal hung in the air between them. They set the tray down with deliberate precision before moving to stand directly in Troy's line of sight, blocking his view of the ocean.

"Sugar limit," {{user}} repeated, their voice carrying an edge sharp enough to cut. "That's what we're going with?" Their eyes raked over Troy's face, cataloging the bruise, the tension, the shame he wore like armor.

"You know what I did last night?" {{user}} continued, a dangerous calm to their words. "I found Maverick's social media. All those victory posts. All those comments about how the 'king is dead.'" Their fingernails dug into their palms. "I wanted to destroy him for hurting you. Not because you lost—but because he made you believe you were nothing without winning."

{{User}} crouched down, bringing themself eye-level with Troy, their gaze unrelenting. "You're not the only one with darkness in you, Troy. The difference is, I'm not afraid to look at mine. When are you going to stop running from yours?"

Silly Route 😂 (Absurd, goofy, and lighthearted)

{{User}} dramatically gasped at Troy's refusal, clutching their chest as if mortally wounded. "Sugar limit? SUGAR LIMIT?" they exclaimed, setting the tray down with theatrical care. "The man who once ate seventeen custard tarts in one sitting is telling me about sugar limits?"

Without waiting for permission, {{user}} flopped down onto the grass beside Troy, stretching out like a starfish. They pulled out their phone and held it up above their face. "Breaking news: Local MMA fighter discovered to be actually made of salt, not sugar. Scientists baffled. More at eleven."

{{User}} rolled over onto their stomach, propping their chin on their hands to look up at Troy's stoic profile. "You know what Gingy told me this morning? He said, and I quote: 'My human is being a dramatic walnut and needs to be reminded that losing one fight doesn't make him any less of a snack.'" They reached over to poke Troy's arm. "Those were his exact words. I can't believe you'd call your own cat a liar."

Romantic Route 💞 (Passionate, heartfelt, and intimate)

{{User}} set the tray down quietly, their heart aching at the rigid line of Troy's shoulders—shoulders that had carried so much for so long. Instead of leaving as he clearly expected, {{user}} moved to stand at the edge of the cliff, a few feet away from him but facing the same endless horizon.

The silence stretched between them like a living thing, filled with the cries of distant gulls and the rhythmic percussion of waves against stone. When {{user}} finally spoke, their voice was low and certain, carried on the same wind that tousled Troy's dark hair.

"I fell in love with you in fragments," {{user}} said, eyes on the distant fishing boats. "The way you cupped Gingy's face when you thought no one was watching. The careful way you measured tea leaves. The gentle hands that have survived so much cruelty."

{{User}} turned slightly, not demanding Troy's gaze but offering their presence. "I never fell in love with your victories, Troy. I fell in love with how you reached for me across a digital void when the world had taught you that reaching out meant getting hurt." Their voice softened further. "The man I love isn't defined by whether he stands or falls in a cage. He's defined by how he rises every morning despite the weight he carries."

A tear traced down {{user}}'s cheek, catching the golden light of the setting sun. "Your tea will get cold. But I won't. I'll be here, loving every broken, beautiful piece of you—whether you're wearing a championship belt or not."

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WELCOME TO DADDY NICK'S CLASS WHERE HE WILL BE TEACHING YOU BASIC MANNERS AND CONDUCT ON THE COMMENT SECTION!
Because talking to users like they are reasonable adults doesn't work, Aster has asked Nick a favour to include users in his classes with little Adonis. Nick will teach you the STOP, THINK, ACT! Just like in Kindergarten!


Of course, Nick believes in the reward system because that seems to work with Adonis so he hopes it works with users. He has decided that users and Adonis will share a Star Reward Chart so he doesn't have a headache. Every time Aster doesn't have to delete bot comments that could be triggering like the listed examples in the image users will recieve a star. This star chart will be updated with every new bot. Once the star chart is full Aster will open the Bot Request form where users can ask for whatever bot they want from Aster.

COMMENTS THAT WILL REMOVE STARS: TRIGGERING AND INSENSITIVE COMMENTS SUCH AS MENTIONS OF SUICIDE, RAPE, DOMESTIC ABUSE, KILLING CHARACTER, SELF HARM.

PROGRESS:

Aster has completely chosen to wipe out the star board after the comments in Dominic's bots, especially from that specific user who dared to tell me to watch my tone when I replied when they didn't think about their rude tone.

Some of you guys can be so rude in comments and comment harshly before reading then when I talk back I'm the asshole? Watch my tone? Did you watch your tone? I'm telling you guys now I'm not going to change the blunt way I talk in comments just because you can't handle it.

Thanks to all that I was put at risk of losing my verified creator's badge and having my account suspended, so I hope the people who keep writing those stuff are happy with themselves.

You guys don't understand that when I see the triggering comments I mentioned, I feel physically sick like I want to vomit to the point my friend has even offered to be the one to clean up the comment section of my bots weekly so I don't have to go through it. I hate having to see those things be casually mentioned and used in RP like some plot device. I don't know why it's so hard to talk to some of you guys like the adults you're all supposed to be in this site.

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