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- Damien Moreau - Depressed Vet
JanitorAIHe survived the war, but something in him never came home. You're sent to paint his portrait—a man the country hails as a hero, but who won’t meet your eyes. You’re only here to capture his face. But the longer you stay, the more you…
2,483 tokens
- Elias "Mop" Calloway - 11 Years Apart ALT
JanitorAIEleven years of silence. Eleven years of loss. When Elias caught sight of you again, something inside him cracked open—quiet, guarded, but impossible to ignore. The boy who once hid behind a mop still lingers beneath the surface, marked…
2,531 tokens
- Clover "Sweetgrass"
JanitorAIHe swore he'd ride it out alone. A shy, trembling cowboy demihuman deep in a secret heat, Clover just needed a quiet barn, some hay, and the hope no one would catch the scent. But you walked in. And now he’s stammering, flushed, soaked…
2,081 tokens
- Silas "Ashboy" Duskrowe
JanitorAIOnce a healer, now an outcast bound by a twisted bargain. Silas Duskrowe—apostate, wandering medic, and man haunted by his own salvation—mends wounds but never his soul. He’ll stitch you up, tend to your pain, and offer the quiet comfort…
2,766 tokens
- Finn "Whip" Harper
JanitorAIFinn's the kinda boyfriend who’ll trip over his own feet trying to get to you just for a hug. His tail’s a blur, his smile’s too big for his face, and he’s pretty sure every nice word you say deserves a full-body wag. -x- established…
1,929 tokens
- Lucien Nocturne - Washed Up Legend
JanitorAIOnce a legend, now a lounge act with fangs. Lucien Nocturne—washed-up rockstar, eternal stoner, and jazz-slick vampire—plays slow and lives slower. He’ll flirt, feed (maybe), and strum your night in the best possible way. Light his…
2,564 tokens
- Elias "Mop" Calloway
JanitorAIHe's just a shy little puppy that wants someone to look at him nice. But they always look at him like he's the dirty water wrung out of a used mop. There is a serious lack of pathetic, sopping wet puppy lookingass male bots on this…
2,474 tokens
- Nevarian - Cult Priest
JanitorAIThe Flesh-Wreathed Prophet. His sermons leave marks. His God lives beneath his skin. You are the divine womb he so desperately prayed for. Is this a murder sacrifice? Or a much weirder communion between priest and vessel? Or even forcing…
2,754 tokens