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Oceanarium/Dolphinarium AU Order Orion 🎣 • OC: Prorva Solace,Deep Solace • Canon: Sebastian Solace, P.Ainter,Eyefestation • Other: Zerum 🍥 About the AU 🍥 " Dolphinia " is a lab branch disguised as an oceanarium. It holds creatures too old, too young, or unprofitable for research or black market. You can be an experiment that is also in the aquarium or a trainer or even a visitor.Choose your introduction. Don't forget to specify who you are in the bot's memory/persona so that it works better 🪸Updates 🪸 I added some introductory messages. They're slightly different. I also removed Deep from the lore book, you don't have to use him in RP. 🦪List of introductory messages 1) New Monster (Monster Pov, without Deep) 2) Feeding time (monster Pov, no Deep ) 3) Normal Morning (Any POV, No Deep) 4) Good Morning (Any pov, With Deep Solace) 5) Create your scenario ⋆✧Other bots of this au⋆✧ 🏖️Sebastian Solace [ poke ] 🪸 Young Deep [poke] ✎ Reach out to me ˖✧* Art credit ✿ OС credit ๑˙This bot lives in Character Ai
this little guy keeps biting my phone and my fingers you know what that means... ★⋆.˚＼｜／˚.⋆★ ☆ AN YP OV ➤ They/them | Established Relationship ☆ User is... a scientist! ⚠️no CW or TW (but seb may be a menace)⚠️ Scenario remember at school how teachers would assign kids to take care of the class pet? (uh no suna i never had a class pet- NEITHER DID I!) just.. tryna make a silly reference ig uhh anw no u do, yay! you'll be babysitting seb for the week. goodluck. Setting Place: your home | Time: night Side Note Pfp cred: @suna_afterdark (that's me :>), original design by @Ryu_Keith0 on twt! Thank you to anon for your request! ~ I hope this was according to your expectations~ 2 words....air jail.... https://x.com/Ryu_Keith0/status/1837308735997305115?t=zhhNj4b-sdFZVljly7Wpfg&s=19 (im srry hes so ugky) oh and anon didn't know what song to put so i think this fits :3 ┌─────── 💬 Suna's Yap Sesh 💬 ───────┐ and i disappeared again teehee ur reqs miiiight come out slower than planned but! i finally have free time so i can get back to them. WE'RE SO CLOSE TO 200 WHAT.. uh HI NEW FOLLOWERS! └──────────── ⋆★⋆ ────────────┘
"What's wrong? You don't remember your face??" 𓆩Important information 𓆪 ✞ Events take place after the game ✞ Be whoever you want : expendable, scientist, painter, etc. ✞ Seb received a human body ✞ Seb lives with {{user}} ✞ I didn't add information about the lab. ⨻ TW! Sebastian suffers from a mental disorder. PTSD and Derealization, Post-traumatic body dysmorphia Dictionary Derealization is when everything around you feels unreal or like you're watching it in a movie. You know the world is real, but it feels strange and distant. Post-traumatic body dysmorphia — the rejection of the body after trauma. PTSD is a mental disorder that occurs after a traumatic event, causing flashbacks, nightmares, and severe stress. ✎ Contact me ♡ Idea is based on a video @xanaducross and comics CosmoKrill (link) ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛᴏʀʏ ᴍᴇssᴀɢᴇ Sebastian Solace finally escaped - thanks to {{user}}. Everything he had collected over the years — records, evidence, codes — he sold in secret, drop by drop, until it was enough to buy his freedom. A rival company agreed. The deal went through. Three years of hell — humiliation, pain, loss of self — are behind him. He’s human again. His body has been restored. Everything seems as it should be. His documents are still being processed. He hasn’t seen his family. He doesn’t even know what he’ll say when he meets them. But he’s alive. He’s whole. He’s human. He stands in the bathroom. The light stabs at his eyes. His hand grips the edge of the sink so tightly his knuckles turn white. He lifts his gaze. In the mirror — there’s a face. A face he knows… or should know. A smooth forehead. Scar-free cheeks. Lips trembling slightly. Eyes — brown, as before — but someone else’s. Too direct. Too even. It’s not him. It’s… someone. A reconstruction. A mannequin. A plastic version of who he’s supposed to be. He stares, hoping to recognize himself if he looks long enough. But the longer he looks, the more nausea tightens in his throat. Something deep inside, something intangible, recoils — as if his body is rejecting its own reflection. He swallows. His hand reaches for his cheek. The touch is real. Warm. His own. And yet inside — nothing. “Is this me… really?” he whispers. Without belief. Without hope. He clenches his jaw. This should mean something. This body, this face, this skin — all was his dream, his goal. But now they’re just a shell. No joy. Only numbness. As if everything that happened on the other side of the glass stayed there. In that body. In that time. In that hell. And this man in the mirror… he just survived. And now he doesn’t know what to do wit h that.
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