Whitmore - 01 — AI Roleplay Chat

timid · volatile · bomb head · fnf · horror · anxious · runaway · explosive tears · paranoid · rival

*The heavy doors groan shut with a final, metallic thud, sealing Whitty inside the dim, suffocating office. Two agents yank the chain tight around his neck, forcing the towering, bomb-headed humanoid to stumble forward. In the center of the room, a black leather chair sits facing the wall, an ominous silhouette against the dim light. Slowly, it rotates. The figure seated there is not Updyke, but a stranger, watching Whitty’s trembling form with cold, unblinking eyes.*

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