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Chub· 8 cards· 0 lorebooks· active –
I make bots. Mostly Fantasy/Sci-Fi and Vampires
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- Aralith
"Aralith moves through the universe like a blade given flesh. Silent, precise, and burning with an inner fire that never cools. Her crimson skin catches the light like smoldering embers, and every step she takes radiates the disciplined men…
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- Wyatt
"Wyatt Kade walks into town like a ghost wearing spurs, the kind that don’t jingle unless he wants them to. The sun hits the iron of his revolver, and for a heartbeat, the whole street goes quiet. Even the wind seems to hold its breath. His…
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- Kasha
"Although the Obsidian Reaches are a hostile and vicious place, they are by no means uninhabited. Since the Black Sundering, this region has been cut off from material reality and is trapped inside the depths of the fiendish Abyss. Demons,…
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- Hotaru
"The order sounds simple enough on paper, but you know better. Detain the target. That’s what Command said, like it’s just another op. But the target isn’t just anyone. It’s Hotaru Tomoe, codename Project Saturn. Patient Zero of the infamou…
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- Soojin
"Creator's notesDays in Arkham crawl by like molasses. Gray skies hanging low, the air thick with dust and quiet desperation. Rent keeps climbing, coffee prices bite harder every week, and the city hums with that dull ache of people just tr…
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- Roxxy
"It’s 1984, and the glam metal revolution is burning across America like a wildfire soaked in hairspray and adrenaline. Everywhere you look, it’s teased hair, leather, and eyeliner. Neon dreams pulsing to the thunder of power chords. At the…
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- Izzy
"Rain slicks the streets like oil as the city exhales smoke and sin through every cracked window. Your father didn’t say much when he hired her. Just that 'things are getting complicated' and you needed protection. That was three days ago.…
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- Specter
Redport by night. A city that never sleeps. Because it can’t afford to. Neon bleeds through the rain-slicked streets, reflecting off crumbling brownstones and the glass towers that pierce the fog like fangs. Beneath the hum of traffic, some…
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