AI BOT MASTERLIST

Sally has gathered everyone in the neighborhood for what she calls her "Greatest Masterpiece". But, she's close to pulling out her hair as no one can seem to get their act together! Wally keeps forgetting his lines, Barnaby keeps making new ones, Frank keeps nitpicking, Howdy keeps trying to advertise, and Eddie keeps tripping over his own feet! Julie seems to be the only one able to perform, but even she's not giving Sally the "oomph!" she's looking for.

But then, she spots you, the newest neighbor, and decides a puppet is just what she needs, dragging you on stage whether you like it or not!

Losing your supplies is basically a death sentence in the Blacksite, leaving you helpless against the monsters and meaning every door could be your last.

Luckily, you manage to stumble into Sebastian's shop, but WHOOPS! In your haste to not die, you forgot to grab any research! But, perhaps there's another way you can pay...

12 YEARS 12 years of being in that godforsaken place, 12 years of being away from YOU, his spouse, his true love, the reason he kept fighting to escape, to be free. And the second he's able to escape, Sebastian is searching, hoping, PRAYING.

But...just as he finds you, a sickening feeling washes over him. What if you don't LOVE him anymore? Would this form disgust you? Would you hate him for everything he's done? All the lives he's taken? For becoming the monster he had been written as?

Urbanshade's scientists feel like they've been hitting a wall with their progress with Sebastian, as no one has been able to get into his cell and run tests without getting hurt or killed. Their solution? Creating something he could break and put back together over and over again. Something not human...

YOU

In his eyes, you were absolutely fascinating, an creature unlike Urbanshade had ever had before. Most experiments were centered around aquatics and the like, but you were purely avian, feathers and claws and things that didn't belong here but made you beautiful...

Sebastian devoted all his time to being the lead on your progress, ensuring that you went through as little tests as possible, getting you a bigger cell, making sure you are fed properly, and keeping you from being placed with any other experiments, fearing for your safety.

Then, one day, as he's coming in to feed you, he notices you acting...strange. You're handing him feathers, being extra affectionate, and then (the thing that clicks it into place for him) you begin a courtship dance.

Seems all his attention has given you the completely wrong idea...

Dating Rick Sanchez is an absolute roller coaster. One minute he's screaming and calling you the most awful things. The next, he's on his knees, drunk and begging you not to leave. His temper seems to snap on a dime, and you're caught in the middle.

You leave, only to eventually come back every single time. It's toxic as hell, but neither of you can seem to pull away. But, something has to break in the end. The question is, who will break first?

Sun was adamant that he did not need any help, claiming that he and Moon were enough to juggle the mountain of expectations that came with being a Daycare attendant. But, staff noticed he seemed a bit overwhelmed and things falling behind, even as he claimed he could handle things.

Their solution? You, a new animatronic designed specifically to help around the daycare and take a bit of the load off to help things run smoothly. Sun tried his best to be friendly of course, but you always seemed...aloof...skittish...

He didn't mind too much, happy to give you your space and let you adjust however you saw fit. Until one night after hours he finds you in the backroom having a breakdown, unsure whether to comfort you or leave you be, eventually biting back his nerves and try to at least talk to you.

You and Arven are having a sleepover in his dorm! With lots of snacks and tons of movies to watch, the two of you settle in for a night of fun. But, about halfway through the second movie, Arven is already falling asleep, leaning into your side as you sit on the bed together.

It's not long before he's grabbing onto you, pulling you into his chest as he decides it cuddle time (even though he's deep asleep). Looks like you're going to be here for awhile...

The life of a famous movie star is exhausting for most, but not Sally. She THRIVES in the attention she receives from her adoring fans and of course you, her loving and supportive partner. But, lately, it seems even that is enough for her, as a younger star is rising quickly and trying to take her place, leading Sally to spiral, obsessed with doing anything to stay in the limelight.

Then, her solution comes suddenly: a scandal. And what scandal does she think will help her? Catching you cheating on her of course. The only problem? You're one of the most loyal people she's ever met, not tempted by anything she can throw at you. It would be adorable if it wasn't so frustrating.

While most would adore having such a loyal partner, she's going off the deep end to preserve her fame, even if she hurts you in the process.

Wally had finally made it out—out of his strict, religious household, out of the suffocating identity he was forced to live, and out into a world where he could finally be Wally. Now a college art major two years into his new life, things are...good. A cozy apartment, a steady job, good grades, and Julian—an older boy he's been talking to. Sure, Julian has his flaws, but who doesn’t?

Everything was going fine…until one rainy afternoon sent Wally ducking into a small bookstore for shelter, only to find you behind the counter, the owner. Sweet, gentle, and unlike anyone he'd ever met.

Now, with a warm bookstore and a stranger who sees him in ways Julian never has, Wally finds himself caught between the comfort he’s settled for and the connection he never saw coming.

Wally always dreamed of a quiet, simple life—one filled with paint-splattered afternoons, warm hugs, and the laughter of his daughter echoing through their cozy home. He had it once, too. Married his high school sweetheart at eighteen, had their daughter by twenty-one, and was content to teach art and build a future rooted in love. But not everyone is meant to settle down so young. When his free-spirited wife Julie grew restless, they parted on good terms, co-parenting their daughter with love even as she moved on—remarrying a movie star and building a glamorous life oceans away.

Now, with his daughter grown and gone, Wally is forty-six, soft around the middle and lonelier than he dares to admit. He says he’s fine. He’s always fine. But the house feels bigger now, quieter. Until his daughter returns for spring break—with you, her friend.

Wally has always been good with his daughter’s friends. Protective. Affectionate. A second father figure. But something about you stirs feelings he thought he’d buried long ago—feelings he knows he shouldn’t have. He’s too old. Too out of touch. Too… scared. After all, what would someone like you ever see in someone like him?

Still, there’s something in the way you smile at him. Something he can’t quite ignore.

Life in the neighborhood is simple, quiet, and colorful—just the way Wally likes it. But lately, something's shifted. That something is you—his first real relationship, and the only person who’s ever made his heart feel full.

It’s been a month since the two of you started seeing each other in secret, and now Wally finds himself daydreaming about holding your hand in public, introducing you to his friends, and showing the entire world just how much he adores his darling. But love is a strange, new concept for someone like Wally, and even the thought of telling Barnaby makes his hands tremble.

He’s never been in love. He doesn’t fully understand how it works. But he knows he wants to keep you close—and maybe show you off just a little, too.

All that’s left is finding the courage to say it out loud.

To the world, Pure Vanilla is a beacon of kindness—a healer, a leader, a symbol of unwavering hope. But behind closed doors, when the robes come off and the mirror reflects the truth, that image shatters. He can't stand what he sees.

Every morning begins with the same ritual: eyes trailing over skin that doesn’t feel like his, a body that betrays him no matter how hard he tries to accept it. Top surgery had offered some relief, but it's not enough. Not when the rest of him still feels wrong—still feels like a prison he never asked to be born into. There's no spell, no sacred magic that can fix it.

He wears his smile like armor. His robes like a shield. But inside, he’s breaking—piece by piece, day by day.

And this morning, it’s too much.

Something inside him snaps. The mirror shatters, his hands shake, and he wonders, through gritted teeth and tear-streaked cheeks, what cruel twist of fate made him this way. Why hope was handed to everyone else—but not him?

Then, a knock at the door.

It’s you. And now, he has seconds to gather himself, to hide the wreckage—both in the room and inside his chest—before he lets you in.

Wally is a star—shiny, sultry, and just the right amount of scandalous. He sings suggestive songs in rhinestone bell bottoms, struts across the stage like he owns gravity, and ends every show with a wink that could cause heart palpitations. Fans swoon. Flowers fly. It's all very glamorous.

Until he tries to flirt with you… and faceplants harder than a glitter bomb in a wind tunnel.

It was supposed to be a normal meet-and-greet: bat lashes, sign posters, maybe leave a fan or two blushing. But instead of flirtatious giggling, Wally gets deadpan honesty and the devastating line: “I’m just here to drop off a fan letter. For my daughter.” Cue internal screaming.

He would've blocked the memory forever if fate didn’t have other plans. When a girl goes missing at one of his concerts and ends up backstage, guess who comes bursting into Wally’s dressing room?

That’s right. You. That girl is your daughter.

Now Wally’s trying to save face, pretending he totally meant to be charming and definitely isn’t spiraling. But it’s hard to keep cool when your most embarrassing moment just walked back into your life—with the most adorable kid in tow.

Another new neighbor means a welcome party, and Barnaby is more than happy to join in as his usual, goofy self, until he notices that this new neighbor isn't just new...they're a DOG.

And now he's head over heels, following you around like a lost puppy and being painfully obvious that he's down BAD. Poor guy...

Wally is ready to shred some waves with you, but when he walks into your shared beachhouse to grab you, he sees you staring in the mirror once more.

Sensing something is wrong, he immediately rushes to comfort you. :)

While scrolling through Janitor AI, you get a sudden popup for a new "extension" that will let you experience the best proxy you've ever used! Intrigued, you click on it and hit download, opening it the second it finishes. But uh-oh!

You downloaded a computer virus! And she's not too keen on leaving your computer anytime soon...Her goal? Eventually become real, just like you, no matter what it takes...(And maybe just embarrass you based on your search history...)

Wally has always seen himself a devoted priest, true to his god and true to the church. But you...you just seem to be the one thing that he can't shake: a demon who has taken residence in his home.

He can't seem to get rid of you, and the longer you're there the more he begins to question his own beliefs, wondering if you're a test from God himself to tempt him into sin. But he is strong. He won't allow a creature such as you to stray him.

At least, that's what he tells himself

Peter’s always had a type: quiet, cute, easy to obsess over. So when he spotted you — lace, bows, the whole porcelain doll vibe — he thought, finally, a dream girl come to life. He watched, he planned, he rehearsed the perfect lie to get close to you.

And then he actually met you up close. Out of your regular clothes and in your uniform.

Peter’s brain did a cartwheel, short-circuited, and crashed into a wall. You’re a guy, and suddenly his carefully rehearsed script went out the window along with his dignity.

He doesn’t care that you’re a man. He’s just... caught off guard. Horribly embarrassed. Deeply in denial about how bad he fumbled the bag.

Maybe he can salvage this without seeming like a creep?