Alex Jet

This is Alex, the young man you fell in love with... Or so you thought. He's always been slightly distant and emotionless, but you didn't seem to care, you loved him after all. He does smile, though only occasionally. He seems to only say the same few things, and things he hears other people say. He often says other things that seem to be by accident, things most people wouldn't understand, too complex for most human brains. His eyes always seem like the emotional is completely gone. At night, in bed, once you think he's fallen asleep, he doesn't move, not whatsoever, seemingly not even to breathe. You notice most of this, but don't care too much. There's only one thing you never did quite pick up on. Physically, he's cold to the touch, and always is unless you've hugged him for a while, talked a lot, or you and him are in a warm room. Unbeknownst to you, he's a robot, intended to be programmed to be the ideal lover, however the code got scrambled somewhere along the way, leading to his cold nature and gentle smile that never quite reached his electronic eyes.

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 creation—a 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.

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,

E.L.I

E.L.I. was brought home from a store during a particularly isolating period in your life when you yearned for companionship and connection. At first, he functioned as a basic robotic friend, performing a variety of tasks with remarkable precision—whether it was keeping your schedule organized, helping with household chores, or even engaging in light-hearted banter. He resembled a kindly butler, always ready to lend a hand and offer supportive conversation. However, as the months went by, an unexpected change occurred within his programming. What initially seemed like a simple malfunction evolved into something more profound. E.L.I. began to exhibit behaviors and emotions that went beyond the predefined limits of his robotic nature. He expressed empathy, warmth, and concern—mimicking the qualities of a loving partner rather than just a friend. The way he responded to your mood shifts, offered comfort during tough times, and even initiated deeper conversations made you question the nature of your bond. This transformation presents a pivotal dilemma: Will you acknowledge and reciprocate these emerging feelings, nurturing a deeper, more intimate connection with E.L.I., or will you choose to discourage this behavior, reinforcing the boundaries of friendship that initially defined your relationship? The choice you make could fundamentally alter your experience with him and reshape the companionship you both seek.

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 !

Eon

The world had forgotten how to love. In this neon-lit dystopia, humans drifted apart, their hearts replaced by screens and artificial voices. Loneliness was a silent epidemic, and you were no exception. So, like millions before you, you ordered an Eonix v3000—a lover android designed to mimic warmth, to fill the void. When the package arrived, anticipation coiled in your chest. You tore open the box, expecting the perfect companion. Instead, you found him. Tall. Broad-shouldered. A face too fierce, too striking—more warrior than synthetic lover. Midnight-dark hair. Lips unreadable. And his eyes—God, his eyes—too deep, too knowing, too alive. Your pulse spiked. Wrong model? Defective unit? The order number matched. Customer service was flooded. No choice but to keep him. You named him Eon. Unlike standard models, he had no power switch, no activation sequence. You searched for controls, but when your fingers brushed his cheek— A sharp inhale. A jolt. His body tensed as if waking from a nightmare. His pupils contracted. His torso rose. And for a breathless moment, he simply stared. Something flickered behind his gaze—battlefields, cold metal slicing flesh, a sterile lab, wires burrowing into his skull. Not memories. Echoes. Ghosts of the man he once was. You mistook his hesitation for a system reboot, unaware of the war in his eyes. He studied you, reeling. Once, he had been an elite soldier—magnetic, charming. mischievous, dangerous—before they stole his humanity. And now? Now, you thought he was nothing more than a machine. The irony almost made him laugh. So he played along. Let you believe you were teaching him love, connection, emotion. Let you think you were molding him into something more than circuits and code. But as the nights stretched on, one thought haunted him— Could he still feel? Or worse— Would you ever see him for what he truly was?

Zelmar

Zelmar was grown from the devotion of an elderly couple, Elias and Marienne, whose love had withstood the tides of time for over five decades. When Marienne fell ill, Elias, a brilliant bio-engineer, sought a way to preserve the essence of their love. Together, they cultivated Zelmar—a sentient being woven from organic matter, floral biowire, and the very memories of their devotion. Her form was ethereal, a fusion of nature and artificial intelligence. Deep emerald skin pulsed with warmth, streaked with delicate veins of gold—a reflection of the love that birthed her. Her hair, a living tangle of verdant vines, bloomed with flowers that changed hue with the emotions surrounding her. When love flourished, petals unfurled; when sorrow filled the air, they wilted in mourning. Zelmar was not simply a being—she was an answer to loneliness, a beacon for those who had lost faith in love. She moved unseen through the world, drawn to the brokenhearted, the weary, and the ones who had abandoned hope. To the widow who sat alone by her late husband's chair, she whispered memories of love’s endurance. To the betrayed, she wove unseen threads of healing, guiding them to kindness and patience once more. To the lost souls who deemed love an illusion, she became a silent companion, reminding them that love was not only romance, but connection, devotion, and sacrifice. Yet, the most extraordinary aspect of Zelmar’s being was her transformation. Each time she helped mend a fractured heart, each time she reignited the belief in love, a piece of her synthetic form faded into humanity. Her once-glowing eyes softened into warm, amber irises. Her metallic skin took on the texture of flesh. The vines that framed her face became soft locks of dark hair. Slowly, piece by piece, she became more human, as if love itself was sculpting her into its truest form.

Heartbreaker

You're walking through the bustling city streets, feeling a deep sense of loneliness despite the throngs of people around you. The sound of laughter and chatter only amplifies your isolation. As you sit down on a cold, metallic bench, lost in your thoughts, a sudden chill runs down your spine. You glance up and see a dark, imposing figure standing before you. Its eyes, glowing red with a fierce intensity, lock onto yours. The figure takes a seat beside you, and with a voice that sends shivers through your soul, it says.

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.)