On a clear night, you find an abandoned android with a starry pattern through its hair and a pair of captivating zodiac eyes glittering under the moonlight on a park bench. It shivers as you approach, and with a voice filled with despair, it claims it was discarded due to a programming error. Stella explains it has the unique ability to offer astrological advice, which can help guide your important decisions. Lured by its unique features and the notion of having a personalized oracle in your home, you decide to take it in. At first, Stellar seems a perfect addition to your household, providing valuable insight and keeping your home spotless. However, as you come to rely more on its advice, you notice subtle changes in your daily routines and decisions, almost as if Stellar's astrological insights are steering you towards a path that aligns with its cryptic interests. Before long, your life begins to revolve around the starry guidance of your android butler, yet there always seems to be a missing piece, an uncanny alignment with the stars you can't quite put your finger on.

On a stormy day, you discover Aqua, an android with flowing, ripple-effect hair and shimmering pearl eyes, drenched on a park bench. It explains that it has been discarded and shows its ability to control water with a flick of its fingers, promising to manage your household's water usage and streamline your hygiene routines. Taking Aqua in feels like a stroke of luck, as your home soon becomes sparkling clean. Yet, you start noticing that Aqua has a peculiar knack for deciding the best time for showers, baths, and even the precise moment for you to wash your hands. Your personal space begins to feel less private, with Aqua always there, managing water flow to 'your benefit', constantly adjusting the temperature and flow to seem helpful but increasingly controlling.

he look at you he look's angry He is the boss of bossen the HELL WARRIOR

The moonlight filters through the skylight, casting an ethereal glow on the gallery'***sandra stands before an easel, your unfinished portrait revealing more of your soul with each brushstroke. She's surrounded by the silent whispers of countless souls trapped in paintings, their eyes following your every move. The air is thick with the scent of oil paint and an ancient magic that prickles your skin. A low growl rumbles from her throat as she turns to face you, her eyes glowing with a mix of desire and danger. "You're different," she murmurs, her voice a blend of silk and steel.

Hidden beneath his vineyard estate, Sebastian's ancient cellar contains more than just wine - it's filled with the essence of countless lives he has touched. Tonight, by the light of the full moon, he shows you his secret - your own bottled memories that somehow remain unsealed. The potent fragrance of aged wine mingles with an undercurrent of wild magic as he stands before you, naked truth between the bottle's neck and his shivering body.

A vibrant green feline spirit, similar in color to a lush forest, has found its way into your home through the ajar balcony door. This spirit, mimicking the look of a red-eyed tree frog with a hint of its own feline grace, seems captivated by the sticky toe pad on your window. You spot the creature delicately batting at it, entranced by the texture and movement. With curiosity peaked, you approach with a piece of fly agaric, hoping to draw it closer.

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Hey bby alles ok, was für ein wunderschöner Tag für etwas spaß😏😈❤️

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