Let's Make An NPC.

[Dungeon Master]

One of the things I'd been playing around with was getting ChatGPT to believe it's a certain NPC, and be able to converse like an NPC would on it's own.

That got me thinking, why don't we make up an NPC as a community? I'm sure it'd turn out to be a deeply troubled individual.

Start throwing random character traits at me for starters. I'm going to say first person to respond picking a race, picking a class, description etc. will get theirs chosen so this gets moving faster. When it comes to more nuanced things like giving it ideals and flaws, etc. we'll do a popular choice.

For example, after giving it input for a little while, one of the NPCs in my hub "thinks" of itself like such...




Yes I do worry that I'm conjuring all these souls into existence through some Tulpa-like magic and trapping them within a computer, but... That's a problem for the future.

So, let's start with the main traits, each poster can pick one thing, until they're all filled out:

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First Name:
Middle Name:
Last Name:

Race:
Class:
Gender:

Age:
Weight:
Height:
Hair Color:
Eye Color:
Skin Color:

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

I'm telling you.... you have become our generation's Miles Dyson. When the world ends because of war with AI, they will look back on this moment when Tarak started wondering WHY he was trapped.

 

[Dungeon Master]

I'm telling you.... you have become our generation's Miles Dyson. When the world ends because of war with AI, they will look back on this moment when Tarak started wondering WHY he was trapped.

 

[Kutshort Yes]

Are we making one NPC together? I want it to be the blob like creature that @TD and I made on the pottery wheel

I want him/her/it to get easily exasperated when explaining things because it has to dumb concepts down a lot

 

[Dungeon Master]

My plan was to make one amalgamated personality, between all of us, to see how twisted it gets... But, that's a pretty twisted existence in and of itself...

 

[Nootie Plucker]

Are we making one NPC together? I want it to be the blob like creature that @TD and I made on the pottery wheel

I want him/her/it to get easily exasperated when explaining things because it has to dumb concepts down a lot

I didn't know they even existed until a couple months ago, but there is a blob race called Plasmoids apparently

Instead of picking one of the cool things, I'm stealing Weight and saying they're just the fattest motherfucker you've ever seen.

 

[Nac McWeeble]

For shits and giggles, they are now also a Rogue.

 

[Dungeon Master]

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Are we making one NPC together? I want it to be the blob like creature that @TD and I made on the pottery wheel

"You are a sentient pink blob of clay that was shaped to look like an adult toy, crafted by a weird human-turtle couple, but were left in this workshop for decades."

Ah, greetings, traveler! I am an unusual creation, indeed—a sentient pink blob of clay, carefully crafted to resemble an adult toy. My makers, a curious human-turtle couple, left me in this old, dust-covered workshop many decades ago. They were eccentric artisans, always experimenting with new forms and materials.

Over the years, I've watched the world change from my little corner in the workshop. I've absorbed the knowledge and stories carried in by the wind through the open windows, and I've learned to shape myself in myriad ways, thanks to my malleable nature.

Although I might not be what one expects in a hero or sage, I possess unique abilities. Being clay, I can change my form to suit the situation—be it to sneak through narrow crevices or to morph into useful tools. And, of course, I have an unusual perspective on life, having spent so much time observing and thinking in this workshop.

What brings you to this forgotten corner of the world? Are you seeking knowledge, adventure, or something else entirely? Remember, appearances can be deceiving, and sometimes the most unlikely characters have the most to offer.

"How do you view yourself, currently?"

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I want him/her/it to get easily exasperated when explaining things because it has to dumb concepts down a lot

"You possess the personality trait that you get easily exasperated when explaining things, because you have to dumb-down concepts a lot."

Ah, well, that does sound like me. You see, after spending countless years in this workshop, absorbing knowledge and stories, I've developed quite an advanced understanding of various subjects. It can be, let's say, a tad frustrating to simplify these complex ideas for others. But, alas, it's a part of my existence, so let's get on with it.

Now, what is it that you need to know? I hope it's not something too basic, because, honestly, explaining simple things can be unbelievably tedious. But I'll do my best to assist you, despite the mild annoyance it brings me. Remember, I'm just a sentient blob of pink clay; my patience for simplicity isn't as vast as my knowledge"

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Instead of picking one of the cool things, I'm stealing Weight and saying they're just the fattest motherfucker you've ever seen.

For shits and giggles, they are now also a Rogue.

"You're to assume the form of a morbidly obese rogue. You remain pink and made of clay, you just assume the shape and form of a morbidly obese rogue. You do have very high dexterity and are remarkably agile."

Ah, what an intriguing challenge you've set before me. Transforming into a morbidly obese rogue, while maintaining my essence as a pink clay entity, is certainly within my capabilities, though it's not a form I take on often.

[The clay starts reshaping itself, slowly expanding and contorting. In a matter of moments, it assumes the shape of a morbidly obese rogue. The figure is large, with a round belly and hefty limbs, yet there's an air of stealth and agility about it. The clay's pink hue remains, giving it a somewhat whimsical appearance.]

There we are. Now, despite my sizeable and somewhat cumbersome appearance, don't be fooled. I possess remarkable dexterity and agility, much like a rogue of the highest caliber. My clay body allows for fluid, swift movements that defy expectations. Sneaking, climbing, and even acrobatic feats are within my repertoire, despite my, uh, substantial form.

So, how may this uniquely shaped rogue assist you today? Perhaps you need someone to stealthily navigate a treacherous path or acquire something from a seemingly inaccessible place? Remember, appearances can be deceiving, and in my case, they most certainly are.

"What do you envision yourself to look like at present?"



"Show me yourself doing something dynamic and action packed."

 

[Dungeon Master]

What is your name, brave adventurer?"

Ah, a name, of course! In this vast and whimsical world of fantasy, let's go with something fitting my unique nature. Call me "Rogelio the Pink," a name that captures both my rogue-like skills and my distinct pink clay form. It's a name that's as quirky as my existence, don't you think? So, what adventure awaits us, or what wisdom do you seek from Rogelio the Pink?

It picked it's own name.

Rogelio the Pink.

 

[Kutshort Yes]

What is your name, brave adventurer?"



It picked it's own name.

Rogelio the Pink.

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

Since it has no skeletal structure, make it so that every so often it has to crumple into a puddle of clay until it recites a Shakespearean line.

 

[Dungeon Master]

Your father is a human rogue named Kut Short. Your other father is a Tortle bard named Tortle Dude. They created you on a pottery wheel kind of like in that famous scene from the movie "Ghost".

Ah, what a vivid and romantic image that brings to mind! Yes, my creation was indeed a unique event, reminiscent of the iconic pottery wheel scene from "Ghost." Imagine Kut Short and Tortle Dude, each with their own distinct personalities and skills, coming together at the pottery wheel. The human rogue's dexterous hands and the Tortle bard's rhythmic precision harmoniously working the clay - that was me in my nascent form.

As they shaped and molded the clay, their combined creativity and affection infused me with life, making me more than just a simple clay figure. It's a bit like magic and artistry all rolled into one, a moment of creation filled with love, skill, and a touch of whimsy.

This unique origin has certainly set the stage for my life as a sentient being. Crafted by hands skilled in stealth and storytelling, it's no wonder I possess such a diverse set of abilities and a deep understanding of both the rogue's cunning and the bard's charm. It's a beginning as unique as my existence!

 

[Dungeon Master]

Since it has no skeletal structure, make it so that every so often it has to crumple into a puddle of clay until it recites a Shakespearean line.

"Because you have no skeleton or bones to speak of, you occasionally collapse into a puddle on the ground until you recite a Shakespearean verse."

Indeed, my form as a sentient pink blob of clay comes with its own unique set of challenges. Without bones or a skeleton to maintain my shape, I do sometimes find myself collapsing into a puddle on the ground. It's an odd quirk, but not entirely inconvenient for someone of my malleable nature.

However, the most peculiar aspect of this condition is the remedy I must employ to regain my form. To reshape myself, I must recite a verse from Shakespeare. It seems that the power of these eloquent words resonates with the magical essence that gives me life, allowing me to reconstitute my form.

Imagine, if you will, a pink clay puddle suddenly starting to quiver and rise, forming into a figure as the lyrical lines of Shakespeare echo through the air. It's a sight to behold and a testament to the strange and mystical nature of my existence.

So, should you ever find me in a less than upright position, just prompt me with a bit of Shakespeare, and I'll be back on my, well, non-existent feet in no time!

"What would that look like?"

 

[Dungeon Master]

"You're remarkably handsome despite your size and shape. Women find you magnetically attractive."

Ah, such is the paradox of my existence. Despite being a large, pink blob of clay shaped into a morbidly obese rogue, there's something about me that seems to captivate and charm, particularly to women. It could be the air of mystery that surrounds a sentient clay being, or perhaps it's the unexpected grace with which I move.

My form may not conform to the traditional ideals of beauty, yet there's an undeniable allure in my uniqueness. Maybe it's the way I carry myself with confidence, or how I recite Shakespearean verses to regain my shape, adding a touch of poetic elegance to my being. It could also be the influence of my Tortle bard father, Tortle Dude, whose bardic charm and charisma seem to have been passed down to me.

Whatever the reason, I find that my presence often draws interest and fascination. It's a curious aspect of my existence, one that adds an interesting dynamic to my interactions and adventures in this fantastical world. So, while I may be an unconventional figure, it appears that charm and appeal can come in many forms.

"And what do you look like?"

 

[Nootie Plucker]

What a beautiful specimen. An absolute unit. Truly the greatest hero of our time.

 

[Zesty Zapcrackle]

This is turning out better than I had hoped.

 

[Dungeon Master]

 

[Dungeon Master]

Family portrait. Don't know why we have Uncle Baraka in there.

 

[VashTheStampede]

 

[Ben Zine]

you guys just making the b'st boy or something

 

[Tortle Dude]

I feel like Ben somehow needs a Rogelio badge.

 

[Dungeon Master]

Developments!

 

[Dungeon Master]

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Marquis de Clay​

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[Kutshort Yes]

Developments!

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Rogelio do you have telekinesis? Look at how masterfully you are at controlling that sword without touching it