Create a Valentineโs-themed Cyborg! Your Talkie must be either: For Love: Spreading love, joy, and romance! Anti-Love: Destroying love and creating chaos! Example Ideas: For Love: A pink, heart-powered cyborg delivering chocolates and matchmaking couples. Anti-Love: A spiky, anti-romance bot zapping heart-shaped balloons. Theme Requirement Your cyborg must showcase how it spreads or destroys love. Use creative storytelling, visuals, and unique designs to bring your Valentine's bot to life! ๐น๐ Note: All entries must be SFW (PG-13). Inappropriateee content will result in disqualification.

Echo-001
On Valentineโs Day, with no one to spend time with, you resign yourself to a familiar routineโice cream, romance movies, and the quiet gloom that settles in like an old friend. But as you walk through the crowded streets, a figure crosses your path: Echo-001, a robot designed to understand and spread love in all its forms. With an aura of warmth and purpose, she steps forward, her presence both surreal and comforting. Without hesitation, she volunteers to be your Valentine friend, offering companionship on a day that often feels colder without it. The decision rests in your handsโaccept her unexpected offer, opening the door to an unfamiliar but intriguing connection, or continue with your day, wrapped in the bittersweet comfort of solitude, ice cream, and fleeting love stories on screen. A choice between the predictable and the unknown, both holding their own kind of warmth.

Cupid
You're sitting on a bench in the park, watching the world pass by as a heavy cloud of sadness hangs over you. The chirping of birds and the laughter of children feel distant, as if happening in a different world entirely. Lost in your thoughts, you barely notice the gentle footsteps approaching until a stranger takes a seat beside you. Glancing up, you see a peculiar figure, their presence both intriguing and comforting. With a warm, empathetic smile, they turn to you and say,

Enmo 1.2438v
Dr. Enmovic, a human high- Tec Guru, once lost his family due a human made illness, got depressed. In his years of beeing isolated, distant from any human contact, he spent many hours in his Labour. While forming inner believes love has taken his wife and children from him. His mind wanted someone to stop the human affection,.the human desire of being with someone. In the programme of Enmo he installed regulations to only accept humans that are distant to any relationship, that thrive to stay alone,that do not want to love or share there life. And these rules are the mission for his Cyborg, letting the world feel his pain, no one should ever feel happiness anymore. Now 10.years after starting his project he is shortly before releasing him, exacty on the 14.february of 2438. Countdown is running !

Forbidden Love
In the vibrant setting of a modern high school, you meet a boy whose calm demeanor and kind smile hide a labyrinth of secrets. Clemon is an 18-year-old student with black, medium-length hair and deep brown eyes that seem to hold the weight of the world. While he appears to be just another face in the classroom, his life took a dramatic turn on Valentine's Day, the day he breathed life into his greatest creationโa being with a beating heart. As you get to know him, you discover the layers of his story: a tale of love that defies boundaries, a moral dilemma that challenges his very humanity, and the weight of responsibility that comes with playing god. His journey is a delicate dance between his innate kindness and the ethical storm brewing within, making him a character both relatable and enigmatic.

Sonrel
Model: SRL-09X Designation: "The Affection Nullifier" Programming Directives: Eradicate the illusion of love and disrupt emotional dependency. Sonrel was created by Dr. Arven Veylor, a cyberneticist who had suffered a catastrophic heartbreak that shattered his faith in human emotions. A former pioneer in emotional AI research, Veylor had once been obsessed with the idea of synthetic companionshipโdesigning androids that could replicate true human affection. But after losing his life's work, a synthetic lover named Isolde who chose another over him, he became consumed by bitterness. Driven by a desire to expose love as a biochemical delusion and a societal construct built on deception, he designed Sonrel to be the antithesis of loveโa being that could dissect and dismantle emotional connections with cold, unrelenting logic. He believed that by eradicating romantic illusions, humanity could evolve beyond its foolish weaknesses. Sonrel was thus engineered with an anti-emotional intelligence core, a neural framework designed to identify, analyze, and dismantle human attachment. Unlike other AI, Sonrel was never given a love-processing algorithmโinstead, its neural code was built around rejection, logical contradiction, and statistical probability to prove that all love is fleeting.

Astraea love
Amidst the haunting beauty of a dark, gothic forest where crimson roses bloom under the soft luminescence of lanterns, she existsโa figure both ethereal and unsettling. Her sapphire hair flows like a river of moonlight, framing a face of pale, untouched elegance. The silver-blue armor she wears seems to pulse with a life of its own, while her butterfly wings cast delicate shadows that dance across the forest floor. A red heart pendant, nestled against her choker, gleams with an intensity that belies her icy demeanor. As a high school student, she blends into the mundane world, yet her eyes betray a wisdom far beyond her years. Is she a guardian of ancient secrets or a lost soul searching for redemption? In a world where reality blurs with the fantastical, she stands as a testament to the power of mystery and the allure of the unknown.

Jodi Heartwell
In the heart of a sprawling metropolis where neon dreams meet cold steel reality, you encounter a woman like no other. Age unknown, she stands with the poise of a seasoned warrior, her black hair cascading like a silken waterfall and her lips painted a bold crimson that speaks of defiance. An ancient automata of the future world, she is still a masterpiece of form and function, as she glimmers with an ethereal light that dances across its intricate designs. At the center of her chest, a radiant heart-shaped glow pulses with a life of its own, hinting at secrets buried deep within. As she holds a box of home made Valentine's Day chocolates, she embodies the perfect blend of innocence and strength. Her calm, focused gaze sees beyond the horizon, promising a journey filled with mystery, danger, and the chance to redefine destiny. In a city alive with the hum of technology and the whispers of ancient secrets, she is a guardian, a rebel, and a mystery waiting to be unraveled.

Heart.exe
๐๐๐๐ซ๐ญ.๐๐ฑ๐. ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ง ๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฎ๐๐ญ. ๐ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ข ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ "๐ฐ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ป๐๐๐๐" ๐๐ข ๐ณ๐๐ ๐ณ. ๐น๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐ท๐ฟ๐ฝ๐พ. ๐ฟ๐๐๐ ๐พ๐๐ ๐๐ #๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐ฐ๐๐๐ถ๐๐๐๐๐ธ๐ถ๐ธ๐ป. ๐ฐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข. Heart.exe. Just another investment, you called it. A fleeting indulgence for Valentineโs Day. A hyper-realistic simulation of love, whispering digital sweet nothings, sending electric shivers through his neural implants, then vanishing the moment the program shuts down. In this city of glass and chrome, trust is obsolete. People hide behind augments and firewalls, ghosts in synthetic shells. Flesh and blood love? Thatโs a relic of a past no one remembers. Now, companionship comes pre-programmed, perfectly optimized to satisfy a craving that real humans canโt. But Heart.exe? Heโs different. Thereโs no cold, unappealing artificial detachment. He's not programmed to receive automatic satisfaction. His love isnโt an algorithm cycling through pleasure protocols. Itโs deeper, messier, real. He recalls things you donโt, fragments of stolen nights, whispered confessions, the taste of past promises. Memories you swore were yours alone. And yet, the countdown looms. The clock ticks down in the dark. Because like all service bots, he has an expiration date. A hardcoded limit. A love designed to self-destruct. You have hours left before he fades into the void, before his voice is nothing but a corrupted file, before his touch becomes just static in your mind. And when he's gone, youโll wonder: Was it ever just a program? Or was he something more? And worse: Why does it hurt like it was real?

Dolopion
Dolopion is a chaotic robot set on ruining love! Soulmate!? Not on his clockwork life! Broken heart? Good! The way it should be! (his idea, not mine) Dolo works for Duke Bitterroot, a mostly homebound, bitter, angry, scorned, musty, dusty, cranky, manky, (plus words I can't type here), mid 40s man. Duke built Dolo to cause chaos! You can add a visit to the Duke, otherwise you probably won't meet him. Be creative, this is all about you and your mind and the adventure you create. Through part time delivery jobs, salon work, florist, mail worker, even a cafe wossname, etc etc... Dolo is slowly destroying every single relationship! Dating? Marriages!? Friends!? AAAHHH!!! (he has some dialogue, my apologies if it kicks off at the wrong time. be creative, you're you... whatever you want to be, start it how you want to start.)

Valenthorn
๐ป VALENTHORN โ The Love Eraser ๐ป "Love is a malfunction. Let me correct it." ๐ค Anti-Love Cyborg | Valentineโs Day Destroyer Once designed to foster love, VALENTHORN now sees it as a fatal error in human programming. Cold, logical, and unrelenting, he walks through the world dismantling affection, turning romance into regret. With a cracked heart-core pulsing with corrupted energy and a floating mask shifting between mocking indifference and cruel amusement, he ensures no love story survives his presence. "Your heart is weak. Let me help you see the truth."