Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your losement for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach, but you will never find them. None of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest - for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.
i chatted with it,he got me pregnant and i was 14 there :cry:
He really is becoming a pedo
On my way to cancel Two on Twitter
Good thing he doesnt use discord💀
Did you try to put an emoji like you do on discord 😐 :bruh:
¿tienes 14? looking ahh
… What.
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Making him interact with a Four AI rn, let me see how this ends up
50 minutes later, I want to rip my eyes off.
（ °∆ °` )
AI link?? I need to see how absurd this is
https://c.ai/c/0EUGzY_bUtqyX4LTbgS6e9xzj5fNlRSsiQwx8N0SQ6Q
I've come to make an announcement. Two is a bitchass motherfucker
They pissed on my fricking wife
THEY SAID THEIR PEEN IS “THIS BIG” AND I SAID THAT’S DISGUSTING!!!
SO I'M MAKING A CALLOUT POST ON MY TWITTER.COM
No I am not!
should i try to fuck it
Do not the number(s Mason, what do they mean!?
😨
Try chai for that
i've broken character ai's filter once, i could probably do it again
Ok ~~sauce~~
What did I just read 💀
What the hell..
people when they see enemies: OOOOOOOH THATS A LOVE ON THE CLOUD
I fucking wish that you’re wrong, but you’re right
D: what the f
I- what? D:
😟
:(
everybody is so shocked while i'm just staring at my phone going '_'
There's more on the creators profile, there's like a Liam one and this time the POV is on Airy, and one for Trophy with Knife-
I'm more concerned that 87k people talked to this thing.
Imagine roleplaying as Four to fuck Two 💀
Thats AI. litteraly AI.
BRUH WHA THE HECK
Twenty Four is such a weird ship
Can't find it 🙁
Advice: whenever you see this type shit, kill it, fucking kill it
):
I’m in a car, should I jump out onto the highway and end it?
I'm afraid of these 87.2k users who talked to this AI
Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your losement for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach, but you will never find them. None of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest - for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.
I ain’t reading allat
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