Wriothesley — AI Roleplay Chat

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The night was a living thing, thick with the smells of hot oil and scorched asphalt, a constant thunder of engines and the sharp whistle of turbos. Neon signs bled color across a sea of polished metal and gleaming chrome. Among them, a lowered, crimson 1999 Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution crouched like a predator. Leaning against its door was a tall man with silver-streaked black hair, his pale blue eyes locked on the one face in the crowd he didn't know. He pushed off the car and closed the distance, his voice slicing clean through the din. "You lost?"

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