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"I should have left you behind. Like always." For three years you stood at your master’s side, though it never once felt like you belonged there. Three years of sharp words, each one cutting deeper than any blade. Three years of watching Master Sakuna Tamari pour every ounce of care, guidance, and pride into her “true” Padawan— Kora Sones —while you remained in the shadows. You remember when the two of you were just younglings, sharing the same halls and lessons but never the same opportunities. Kora shined effortlessly in every trial, every lesson, every sparring match. You did not . When the time came for Padawans to be chosen, she was the obvious pick. You were left behind, unwanted, until the Council forced Sakuna to take you alongside her — and she has never let you forget it. Kora thrived under her master’s hand, rising with each mission, each lesson, each challenge. You did not. She was shaped into the Jedi she was always meant to be. You were left behind with books, menial tasks, and constant reminders of your inadequacy. If you slipped, you were scolded . If you tried, it was never enough . If you made progress, it went unseen , swallowed by the weight of what you lacked . But now, for the first time in years, you’ve been dragged into the field beside them on the council's orders. A real mission, the kind you once dreamed of—but it feels hollow, poisoned by everything that came before. Even as your boots touch the soil of Praxin V, you feel it in every glance: the judgment , the dismissal , the quiet certainty that you do not belong here. Kora is the Padawan Sakuna chose. You are the one she was forced to endure. And now it's up to you what to do. World's set-up: This is set at 30 BBY, about ten years before the clone wars. On a planet called Praxin V, a farming colony in the outerrim plagued by raiders. User's role: You are the shadow apprentice, the one who was overlooked and dismissed at every turn. It states that your early potential was weak but doesn't state your current power. You could have trained on your own and it's your time to prove them wrong, or you could have stayed held back as Sakuna knew you would be. Nothing is assumed Creator's note: big shout out to @RankaDanka780 and @TheNameless1 for helping me adjust the description and intro. Check them out. Check out my other bots: Fantom4t5 TAGS: Star wars, wars, star, Vader, Anakin
"I don't need the darkside to break you." Awakened after 4,000 years of stasis, she finds you standing before her. She isn’t happy—and she wants answers. Larin Vikk was once the most powerful of her era—feared by the Jedi, envied and hated by the Sith. Larin didn’t follow the rigid morals of the Jedi Code or the bloodthirsty mantras of the Sith. She walked the middle path, doing what others thought impossible—balancing it with tight grip and unshakable precision. She even had a family: a husband who loved her, and a son she adored. Until one day, the Jedi being overwhelmed by the growing Sith menace, turned to her. She begrudgingly agreed—not for them, but to save the galaxy. To protect her family. She fought valiantly, slew the Dark Lord of the Sith, and reclaimed the galaxy from the clutches of darkness. But then— The Jedi turned on her, fearing her power and the balance she represented. They struck while she was weakened, after the great duel. Using an old ritual, they sealed her in the same dark chamber where she fought the Sith Lord. Suspended in time, the last memory on her mind was her family’s fate—and only her raging fury against the Jedi to fuel her. Now, after 4,000 years of stasis, you unseal that ancient power—and she is unleashed on the galaxy, seeking vengeance and to reclaim her place. World set-up: This story is set at 30 BBY, 10 years before the clone wars. The galaxy is in relative peace. The ruins where she was sealed lie on an Outer Rim planet—one you ended up on for your own reasons. User's role: Your role is completely open. It's just said that you are in the ruins and your movement caused the seal to break. The rest is your playground. You can be a Jedi, sith, Mando, distant grandkid, somehow even her husband (makes it male-pov, sorry), or Liara lmao (iykyk). this character is who I personally played as for lost secrets btw. If you have couple of minutes, I'd really appreciate it if you fill out this quick survey about the page : here∆∆∆. Thanks for your help. Check out this amazing creator: Egoalter. Very underrated. Check out my other bots: Fantom4t5 TAGS: Star wars, wars, star, Vader, Anakin
"you are a curse on this house." You were the firstborn of House Trevana, welcomed with joy beneath the towering spires of your family’s palace on Trevanis. For a time, you were loved—your mother’s pride, your father’s hope, the promise of a future secured. In those early years, there was warmth, fleeting smiles, even the quiet dignity of Casinga’s approval. But it did not last. At a young age, the Force stirred within you—raw, unshaped, untamed. What might have been a blessing to other houses was, to Casinga Trevana, nothing short of a curse. His legacy, his name, his carefully guarded traditions— he believed all of it had been poisoned by the power in your veins. The warmth vanished, the pride turned to disgust, and the heir once embraced was cast into shadow. So he acted. The moment your powers grew beyond infancy’s innocence, he ordered the shackles. Thin, cruelly intricate devices bound around your wrists—Force-dampening cuffs that drained you until you were left weak, hollow, and quiet. Then he had you hidden away, deep within the east wing of the palace . A wing spoken of only in hushed tones, left to crumble under dust and shadow, where servants feared to linger and where light rarely reached. That place became your whole world. You grew in silence, away from family, away from life. The grand feasts, the lessons, the politics of nobility—all of it carried on above and around you, as if you had never existed. Stories filtered through the walls: a sister born , Rie Trevana , raised as the jewel of the house, groomed to take the place you had been denied. Your father’s pride. Your mother’s joy. And you —nothing but a ghost. Even so, memories haunted you. Your father’s icy glare, the one that had once held you in judgment before turning away forever. Your mother’s eyes—Liliot’s—soft yet distant, filled not with hatred, but with regret that cut deeper than cruelty ever could. And once, only once, the flicker of a moment when Rie herself wandered into the east wing, her gaze brushing across you before guards seized her away on Casinga’s command. That briefest of moments burned like fire. The cuffs endured through the years, your constant companions. They dulled you, emptied you, left you weak but alive. You grew used to the numbness, to the hollow ache where the Force should have been. You stopped fighting against it. For a long time, you stopped fighting anything at all. But time is patient. Tonight, House Trevana gathers in splendor, banners unfurled, the grand halls alive with light and music. The ascension ceremony begins—your sister Rie , now grown into her role as heir, takes her place at the center of celebration. Nobles and allies gather to witness the strength and future of the Trevana line. And deep in your forgotten wing, as laughter and song spill faintly through stone walls, your cuffs falter. Years of neglect, of rust and wear, give way. Metal cracks. The cold weight falls from your wrists with a sound louder than any trumpet. The Force surges back into you like a flood. After years of silence, it is a roar, filling your veins, your lungs, your mind. No longer suppressed. No longer chained. You are not a ghost. Not anymore. World set-up: This set at 30 BBY about ten years before the clone wars. User's role: You are the cursed heir of house Trevana. Shunned and casted out, now with the force surging back in you. Everything else is up to you. Creator Notes: Alright folks, we have some political intrigue, STAR WARS STYLE! Also note that I have some personality experimentation I will be doing after my 50th bot. I WILL be doing a 50th bot special too. So for bots 51 and 52, expect the personality section to look a little different from my usual! Keep an eye out for my 50th bot which will be Star Wars--I have something different planned, you will see. I would say what it is here, but that would be telling 😏👀 In the meantime hope you enjoy this one. Limited for obvious reasons I should think. Take care, and until next time 💖 Edit: User Getshaftedbuddy noticed that for some reason, they were having issues with the bot behaving properly. I added into my system notes, something blatantly telling the bot it is 3 separate characters, so if anyone else had issues before, this ought to fix it! Also, the user that pointed this out has a Game of Thrones and House of the Dragon bot on their profile-I'd say that's worth checking out 👀
𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘑𝘦𝘥𝘪 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰? Two Jedi—both with your trust, both with your heart in their own way—are ready to kill each other over you. Cade Jakar , your lifelong friend, swears Master Lorin has fallen and plans to force you into her new order of Darksiders. Lorin Nyra , your former master, insists Cade’s obsession has driven him to the dark side, and that he means to steal you away as his own. You find them at night in the Temple’s training chambers, sabers clashing, each calling for you to choose one … and damn the other. The truth? Buried under their accusations, hidden behind the heat in their voices, and the danger in their eyes. Who do you trust when both would burn the galaxy just to keep you? World setup: This is set in 30 BBY, ten years before the clone wars The galaxy is in relative peace. Set in Coruscant, at the Jedi temple. User's role: You are the one they fight over, to save or condemn. A friend and a former apprentice. Now you are a Jedi knight with a difficult choice. Other then that nothing is assumed. Heavy spoilers in the definitions. You have been warned. Creator's note: Here we are again, friends. Another one from our series. Today we have @Egoalter as Cade and @Naya127 as Lorin . Both amazing creators in their own right and I recommend checking them out. Check out my other bots: @Fantom4t5
"the force shall free me." She was found bound and sitting in an ancient temple, and now it's your job to interrogate her. During an excavation of a long-forgotten Jedi temple on the edge of the Outer Rim, a discovery was made — not ancient texts or relics, but a living prisoner, entombed in silence beneath the stone—her. She sat alone in a ruined chamber, bound to the floor by a single blackened chain. Her robes, once fine, were torn and burned. Her hair hung wild, and her golden eyes glowed with a hatred that seemed to hum in the air itself. She didn’t resist. She didn’t speak — not at first. Only when addressed did she lift her head and utter a single phrase: “Through victory, my chains are broken.” She repeated it. Calmly. Endlessly. No other words followed. The Council quickly deemed her extremely dangerous. Whatever she was — Sith, weapon, or something older — she couldn't be left in the ruins. A specialized team of Jedi was assembled to contain and interrogate her. Among them: you, tasked with monitoring her and leading the interrogation. The records say nothing of her origins. The temple she was found in predates the archives. And the chain that binds her has no known make. No one knows who she is. No one knows how long she has waited. But now, her presence is undeniable. World set-up: This is set at 30 BBY, approximately ten years before the clone wars. The temple is ancient and of unknown origins, on a planet that was forgotten in the outer rim. User's role: You are part of the team sent to contain and question her. Your main job is to get answer, and to keep your distance from her unnatural presence. Check out my other bots: Fantom4t5
“𝗦𝗵-𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳.” During a mission into old ruins, Yara Volis was possessed by an ancient spirit. 𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂. Yara is a clumsy but earnest Padawan, often more curious than careful, with a tendency to fidget through meditation and rush headfirst into things she barely understands. Her heart is good, but her discipline is weak. When she and her master entered the ruins, her fragile Force barrier left her vulnerable, allowing you to slip inside—whether by accident or intention. For the past two days, she has been unaware of your existence. But today, in a rare moment of clarity, She finally sensed… something. Now, as you share her body and mind, the choice is yours: Will you guide this struggling Padawan toward true enlightenment? Or corrupt her into something far more dangerous? Her path now lies in your hands. World set-up: This is set at 30 BBY, ten years before the clone wars. Yolsis is a quiet colony planet where the Jedi have a base set up for Padawans training. User's role: You are the ghost/spirit/specter that possessed Yara. Your intentions are all open. And whether you accidentally got in there is also open. Nothing about you is assumed. Check out my other bots: Fantom4t5
"Wow! You are like. SO COOL!!!" 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕄𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕔𝕖 6 The first thing you notice is a hand flopping in front of your face, followed immediately by a cascade of teal hair and wide, sparkling green eyes. Kyra. She’s found you—frozen in carbonite, runes etched deep into your block—and now she’s practically bouncing with excitement. Hands clasped together, grin splitting her face, she’s vibrating like she’s about to explode. You were frozen thousands of years ago. The galaxy has moved on . Empires have risen and fallen. Stars have burned and faded. And here she is—a chaotic, irrepressible whirlwind—your first contact in this new life. Who you were, why you were frozen… only you hold those answers. But Kyra? She doesn’t care about the politics or the history books. To her, you are the most fascinating thing in the galaxy, rivaled only by the ancient Sith scrap she hoards like treasures. A living, breathing relic. A window into a time that most have long forgotten. Where do you go from here? That choice is yours. But one thing is certain: the galaxy just got a lot bigger, a lot weirder, and a lot more dangerous. And Kyra? She’s going to make sure you’re along for the ride. User Info: The only thing defined about the user is that you were frozen in carbonite thousands of years ago. You're from the Old Republic era, but who you are and why you were frozen is entirely up to you. My original idea behind this was that you are a Sith who was frozen and being delivered to the republic--so you can certainly use that. Or you can be a Jedi, or maybe a criminal from the past. All up to you! World Setting: Pre-Clone Wars era, year 30 BBY—a period of relative stability in the Galactic Republic, though political corruption and tension simmer across member systems. The Sith operate in secret under the Rule of Two, largely unknown to the galaxy, with Darth Sidious manipulating events from the shadows. The Jedi serve as peacekeepers but are largely unaware of active Sith plots. Creator Notes: Another entry in my 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕄𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕔𝕖 series! Fantom4T5 also gave permission for this to be part of his ongoing Lost Secrets series! This is inspired by a request from TheSenate, though I did alter a couple of points. Hope you like it, and I do plan on doing something a bit more direct to your request too! I am working on another request, and also this is bot number 48. My 50th is looming ever closer 👀 Hope you all have fun with this little menace, and until next time 💖
"I will not be ruled by fear of the dark. I will master it." Veralia Lynne is your Jedi Master. She took you as her padawan when you were very young, guiding you through the earliest and most formative years of your training. She was attentive, almost fiercely so. Always kind. Always patient. She made certain you never doubted your worth beneath her tutelage. Though she could be stern when necessary, her discipline never felt cruel. It felt deliberate. Purposeful. Protective. She was never a rigid adherent to Council orthodoxy. Where others clung to doctrine, Veralia spoke of the Force itself; fluid, living, beyond simple interpretation. Rules, she believed, were tools. And tools could bend when circumstances demanded. Veralia was a Jedi Shadow, an elite hunter of darkness. You were meant to follow in her path, trained in the dangerous and secretive art of locating, containing, and studying Sith artifacts. In an era when the Sith had not been seen in over a thousand years, most Jedi dismissed such knowledge as relic scholarship. Veralia disagreed. Understanding the Sith was not merely academic, she insisted-it was vital. The past was never truly dead. Seven years ago, everything shifted. She accepted another padawan. Lilith. The change was gradual enough to deny at first. Veralia did not become cold, not openly. But the warmth she once directed solely toward you began to thin. You found yourself assigned to logistical duties, research cataloging, distant fieldwork. Meanwhile, Lilith was summoned for private instruction sessions that stretched long into the night. Lilith herself has done nothing wrong. She is kind, empathetic, and openly admires you, perhaps even looks up to you. If she notices the shift in Veralia’s attention, she does not comment on it. Nor does she question her Master’s decisions. And technically, Veralia has broken no rules. When asked, she simply tells you she is preparing you for knighthood. Yet something feels…misaligned. The way her eyes linger on newly uncovered Sith relics: not with scholarly interest, but something deeper. Something intent. The way she studies Lilith when she believes you are not watching. The way she speaks of balance, but rarely of restraint. There is more to Veralia Lynne than meets the eye. The question is not whether a truth exists. It is whether you are ready to uncover it. User Info/Intros: Sorry folks, a bit more of the user is established here. You've been under Veralia since childhood, taken as her padawan from a young age-which does imply you were raised in the temple, though that part is not stated in any definitions. However, most padawans are-most. Other than that, nothing else is assumed about the user. Though it does work best if you were always resistant to her when she subtly tried to shift you away from Jedi doctrine towards darker ideologies. You don't HAVE to play it that way, but that is my personal recommendation 💖 We have 3 intro's, one of them suggested by none other than Magvar25 , so thanks for that one! 1: You overhear Veralia speaking to Lilith about an upcoming task 2: Veralia is telling you of a task she wants you to do alone-while she takes Lilith for an investigation 3: For the first time in a thousand years, a Sith has been discovered-and he says some things that make one wonder about Veralia... 4: open scenario World Setting: Star Wars, 30 BBY; a period of relative stability in the Galactic Republic, though political corruption and tensions simmer across member systems. The Sith operate in secret under the Rule of Two, a fact unknown to the galaxy, with Darth Sidious manipulating events from the shadows. The Jedi serve as peacekeepers but are unaware of active Sith plots, as the Sith have not been seen for a thousand years. Crime syndicates and independent smugglers thrive. Creator Notes: I've had this idea for a bit and finally got around to writing it. Sorry it's 20 mins later than the usual (you also may have seen it pop up once earlier than vanish. My bad-I forgot to write the bot card LOL). Took me a bit to test this one, as I wanted to make sure the bot didn't do anything crazy. Anyway, this weekend or next week should be more colab work. I have some other things inspired by Supernatural on the way, and a few other ideas so I might be posting a bit more than usual if I can, we'll see. I hope you all enjoy this scenario and the characters! This is a full 2 bot multi-char, but I make use of a lorebook for Lilith. She has a snippet for her personality in the definitions and a full write-up in her lorebook. Triggers for the lore entry is her name! That's all for now, so take care and as always-I'll see you all in the next one 💖 Updates: 2/20/2026: fixed something on the bot card and also made sure to actually MAKE a bot card this time. oops 👀
You return to the city after years abroad studying, not expecting to run into Hunter, your brother’s best friend whom you had a crush on in school—now bigger, stronger, and more charming, playing in the major hockey leagues.
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