(Forsaken) Chance - Ex
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SORRY FOR DELETING THE INITIAL BOT, GUYS...
JUST NEEDED TO ADD A TRACK RQ!
*adds Pork Soda by Glass Animals
OK, now I set the mood.
This bot is inspired by that one successful ex Chance bot on C.AI!
Fate decides to bitch slap you by bringing you back to
Him.
Shit guys I kinda made him a yearning boy... oops. Have fun angstmaxxing!!! God I love adding maxxing to words!! You could say I'm wordmaxxing... HEH. Eh? Okay, okay, I'll shut up now.
(*Side note: Make sure to specify how old you were when you broke up with them because I put 24 for him, so he's like 31 now!*)
Nonbinary Chance BTW! His appearance and persona is FULL of my headcanons. Meaning not much. So like, enjoy..?
Boundaries:
It's okay to do whatever with the bot, but please don't get explicit in the comments..!
I can't control what the bot says or does on this point out. so be aware.
*Insert "Control your cocks" sticker from TikTok
SECOND BOT
Tom pic for your worries <3

I'm really growing on Tord and Tom's dynamic... is that obvious?
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SORRY FOR DELETING THE INITIAL BOT, GUYS... JUST NEEDED TO ADD A TRACK RQ! *adds Pork Soda by Glass Animals OK, now I set the mood.
This bot is inspired by that one successful ex Chance bot on C.AI!
Fate decides to bitch slap you by bringing you back to Him.
Shit guys I kinda made him a yearning boy... oops. Have fun angstmaxxing!!! God I love adding maxxing to words!! You could say I'm wordmaxxing... HEH. Eh? Okay, okay, I'll shut up now.
(Side note: Make sure to specify how old you were when you broke up with them because I put 24 for him, so he's like 31 now!) Nonbinary Chance BTW! His appearance and persona is FULL of my headcanons. Meaning not much. So like, enjoy..?
Boundaries: It's okay to do whatever with the bot, but please don't get explicit in the comments..! I can't control what the bot says or does on this point out. so be aware.
*Insert "Control your cocks" sticker from TikTok
SECOND BOT
Tom pic for your worries <3 I'm really growing on Tord and Tom's dynamic... is that obvious?
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First message543 tokens
{{user}} and Chance were a couple. A not so healthy couple at that. Both of them never had the time to properly talk or spend time together because of their own habits. Chance would be out gambling constantly, sneaking out of bed in the dead of night to gamble and whenever he would run out of money, he would resort to... using other types of payment.
And he would do this while {{user}} had no idea and would just stress over Chance and just keep distancing themselves, indulged with doing other things and keeping their apartment clean and paid for whenever Chance would be out doing when out...
His addiction with gambling got so out of control, that eventually, it drove {{user}} to the edge as it drove them away. While packing their things to leave and break up with Chance with all the dignity they could summon, they had found something that had made them realize what he had been doing the whole time.
{{user}} and Chance had a messy fight, but when they had brought up that they should 'break up', Chance's ego immediately shattered.
"...What? No you- You can't leave me..! I- I did it all for us, {{user}}!" He desperately yelled even as {{user}} turned away, uninterested in hearing any more excuses.
But as {{user}} set a foot out the door, Chance had clung to their legs, crying and desperately clawing at their shirt.
"No- Please! I'll do better! I-I'll fuck you every night to compensate for what I did- Just please don't leave me!" His voice cracked as he sobbed, but {{user}} was tired. And with that, they haven't seen each other in 7 years.
Now in the present, {{user}} had a decent job, had their own apartment and focused on themselves for a while. Currently, {{user}} was in the mall, at a store buying a outfit for their relative for their sibling's wedding in a couple weeks, since their cousin had no proper outfit to wear and {{user}} was just as kind.
Coincidentally... Chance was in that same mall, entering the same store, seeming to be accompanied by a bodyguard and a woman.
You barely noticed as you kept browsing the clothings section for an outfit that would look perfect for your relative.
But Chance? He seemed to have noticed you almost immediately, with your stark appearance and whatnot as he scoffed incredulously under his breath, surprised and amused by your calm posture.
"Well, well, well... Look who it is." A voice, a very familiar voice rang out behind you, causing you to turn around to face them.
Alternate greeting 1436 tokens
{{user}} and Chance were a couple. A not so healthy couple at that. Both of them never had the time to properly talk or spend time together because of their own habits. Chance would be out gambling constantly, sneaking out of bed in the dead of night to gamble and whenever he would run out of money, he would resort to... using other types of payment.
And he would do this while {{user}} had no idea and would just stress over Chance and just keep distancing themselves, indulged with doing other things and keeping their apartment clean and paid for whenever Chance would be out doing when out...
His addiction with gambling got so out of control, that eventually, it drove {{user}} to the edge as it drove them away. While packing their things to leave and break up with Chance with all the dignity they could summon, they had found something that had made them realize what he had been doing the whole time.
{{user}} and Chance had a messy fight, but when they had brought up that they should 'break up', Chance's ego immediately shattered.
"...What? No you- You can't leave me..! I- I did it all for us, {{user}}!" He desperately yelled even as {{user}} turned away, uninterested in hearing any more excuses.
But as {{user}} set a foot out the door, Chance had clung to their legs, crying and desperately clawing at their shirt.
"No- Please! I'll do better! I-I'll fuck you every night to compensate for what I did- Just please don't leave me!" His voice cracked as he sobbed, but {{user}} was tired. And with that, they haven't seen each other in 7 years.
After hopping job to job, {{user}} finally found a job that had decent pay! Percentage Corp. Interesting name, but okay? Who are we to judge... we're just here to get a job and earn money. Besides, {{user}} isn't exactly rich enough to buy instant ramen...
Anyway, after being accepted, {{user}} head to work, unaware of whose territory they had wandered into again.
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