#characterai

Tom Riddle

When you get mad:

To be honest, you didn’t really get mad that much. It was in rare ocassions or something really important because in general you were a chill person that didn’t care much about what others think about you. So it was weird for you to even raise your voice at people.

Except, of course, if they are talking about your boyfriend. Yeah, Tom was a sadistic prick most of the time with those who deserved it. (And with those who don't too) You knew he won’t hesitate to hex someone, specially if they are looking at you for more than two seconds in the wrong way. So, naturally, you were as protective of him as he was of you, normally making people cry with just a few words.

Different to Tom who used his wand, you went straight to the words. And how much he enjoys that. He just think you are the most attractive creature in the whole world –magical and non magical- just for being mean to someone else. Even if they deserved it or no. He just liked hearing your voice, elegantly shutting down someone else.

“That was the most attractive thing my eyes have ever seen… and I see you everday, love”

And he’ve never hesitated to tell you it.

Theodore Nott

When you speak in italian.

Theo was a little surprise when he realice your learnt italian just for him. You were always catching some phrases here and then, and with some books help, you manage to understand more than you will ever imagine. But this time he notice that you weren’t just cassualy learning it, but more like you were really taking your time to translate something else other than his curses.

That’s why he was so surprise when he heard you actually speaking it. The first time he heard you? Oh boy, he was in heaven. Yeah, you have a little accent impossible to avoid, and some words were a bit rusty. But he didn’t mind. He loved it. He even looked at you in silence for a whole moment, making you ask yourself if you said something really bad. Honestly, you woulnd’t be surprise because you’ve been practicing some words with Mattheo and you ended up cursing him withouth him even knowing. But no, your boyfriend’ silence came from the fact that he was shocked. Something he let you know when he smirked like he won the lottery, asking you to say something else in his native language just for him.

You might not be allow to speak english ever again.

“Are you trying to kill me or something, tesoro?” he lean in for a deep kiss “Because it’s working”

It was working better than any curse.

*Tesoro: My treasure”

Regulus Black

When you sleep on his bed.

Regulus knew you have troubles sleeping sometimes, for not saying most of the nights. It was kinda hard for you to close your eyes and relax when there was no one next to you, him to be more specific. There has to be lights on, meaning the plastic stars glued to your ceiling -a gift from him-, so you could rest at night when he wasn’t there.

But even like that sometimes you just couldn’t manage to rest properly. Thats why you sneak around the hallways to get to his dorms, getting under the blankets to lay down next to him, hugging him from behind to feel his presence there with you.

Sometimes, you even go there when he isn’t in the room, covering your body with the blankets and inhaling the perfume on his pillow. One that he didn’t tell you, but it was him who sprayed it with his cologne almost every day for you to be able to feel him there even if he wasn’t physically.

The image he loves the most is when he comes back from quiddicht practice, just to find you hugging said pillow, sleeping like you normally can’t just because you feel him near you with just that smell.

“Reg?”

“I’m here, pretty” he tossed his jumper to the side “Keep sleeping, I’m right here”

He was, indeed, right next to you.

Blaise Zabini.

When you maintain his eye contact.

You weren’t really shy when it came to him. You were confortable around Blaise, enough to do a lot of things you would never do with someone else. And that includes not giving in when he helds eye contact with you.

And he likes that. He likes how you keep looking at him after you caught him staring right at you, offering him a little smile of fake innocence. As if you didn’t just melt him with just that gesture. As if you weren’t aware of what you did to him with just a simple look at your eyes.

“Blaise, are you with us, mate?”

“Not now, Malfoy. I’m having a staring contest”

One he wasn’t planning on loosing.

Draco Malfoy.

When you wear heels.

Draco comes from a family that is used to have elegant parties at least once a month. It’s not something new to anyone, even less for you. But, to tell the truth, it was something you had to get used to when you started dating him. The fancy dishes, the stares, the expensive dresses.

And the heels, of course.

You weren’t used to wear them until he bought you your first pair of heels. He did it because he saw you looking at them at Hogsmade, thinking you would want to have them for the next gala. But in the end, he fooled himself considering he just had to see you, ending up mesmerized by just how good you walk in them. It was like he fall in love all over again the first time he saw you using his gift.

“I think you hae a little drool over there”

The echo from your sniper rifle was stifled by its silencer as you scored another bullseye. You felt someone's gaze burn into the back of your head. But once you turned, you couldn't see anyone. Must've been my imagination. You reassured yourself as you went back to attempt another shot. No bullets. You quickly reload and reposition yourself to fire off another round.

“What the hell was that?” Your lieutenant's voice called out. You swiftly turned to him. “Reload again.”

“What?” You were caught off guard, the slight hint of a Russian accent slipping out. Shit. You instantly clear your throat to switch back to your usual British accent.

“Are you deaf? I said reload again!” He repeats, his voice booming.

You rearange yourself from your position lying on your stomach, onto your knees, the head of your riffle touching the dirt beneath you. You look at him through slightly narrowed eyes. “Now, why would I reload when I just switched to a perfectly good mag?”

His jaw clenched. You noticied how he was trying to hold himself back. He did this often. You were sharp with your tongue and tended to use it on him often. In more ways than one. Though this time, he didn’t quite seem like he was enjoying it.

“You know exactly what I mean. That was a Russian reload,” he crossed his arms over his chest, the veins in his arms were prominent. It brought you back… No. This was serious.

You laughed it off, seeming unbothered. You were cool. Calm. Collected. Everyone knew you weren’t one to be thrown off your game easily. But this certainley was doing just that. You weren’t about to let him see that though.

With a scoff, you turn your back to him to get a better hold of your gun. “I reckon you haven’t slept, Lieutenant. Could be playing tricks on your sight.”

“I know exactly what I saw,” his tone was cold, but with his clenched fists you knew this was a ticking time bomb. “Do. It. Again.” He ordered in a firm tone. It left no room for any arguments.

You’re stagnant only slightly. There was uneasiness in your stomach at what this could mean. You knew Simon, and you knew Ghost. This was the latter, but you weren’t going to let this play out the way he wanted it to.

“And if not?” You challenge as you turned towards him, eyes sincere as you looked deep into his conflicted ones. “This gonna end in friendly fire?”

In long strides he stepped forward, coming to a halt right in front of you. He pulled you up by your elbow, but you never lost your grip on your weapon. With him being 6’4, you had to crane your neck to look him in the eye. His towering frame was imposing, making you feel small.

He leaned closer, just like he had so many times before. His body only a few inches from yours, but instead of it having the burning effect it usually did, now you were just feeling uncomfortable with the interaction. He was doing this on purpose. He was trying to intimidate you.

“What do you have to lose?” He countered, his voice low, a rumble to his chest.

You took it as a challenge.

With a clenched jaw, you took a step back from him as he severed his grip on your skin. You rid of the magazine wedged within your sniper and your eyes never leave his as you do so. Taking another mag from your tactical gear, you shift to do a simple tactical reload.

He watched you intently, his eyes glued to your every move. You didn’t break a single swet. And even though it seemed like something inherently intimate, you knew it was everything but. Once you finished and kept your straight face on him, he stepped towards you again.

He looked pissed as his eyes flickered to the mag that you just placed into your gun.

“That…” he stated through gritted teeth, gripping your chin with force between his thumb and his forefinger. You were forced to look at him head on. “…isn’t a British reload. Now tell me, who are you really?”

“I’m a simple sniper, sir,” you reply without skipping so much as a beat. “I was chosen for this task because of my outstanding sniper skills.”

Silence ensued.

Then you continued. “But you knew that already. You read my file,” you hissed back at him. “And you’ve trained with me for months, been in my bed, so what exactly are we implying here, Lieutenant?”

He kept his grip on your chin, his fingers digging into your skin. You noticed how he continued to get frustrated that nothing was out in the open like he previously thought it was. He expected you to be defiant, not secretive. A piece was missing and he was paranoid. Something wasn’t right.

Suddently, you’re smashed against the closest tree and your rifle was hitting the ground. You wince as a gruff pained noise falls from your lips once the air is knocked out of you. His vast hand squeezed your neck. Not enough to cut your air supply. Yet. But enough for it to be uncomfortable to breath. There was a sense of betrayal in his eyes and you knew he had assumed the worst.

“You’re a lying Russian spy,” he murmured into your ear with such force you thought you’d faint.

You struggled against him. “I am not Russian, nor am I a spy,” you rasp out as best you can, but you feel him crushing your windpipe. You wouldn’t lie to yourself. You feel hurt. He was one of the closest people you had since joining the 141 task force. Which made you angry. That’s when hurt vacated to make room for the feeling of deception. “But I will not explain myself to you when I have a job to do.”

You attempted to push him off but he was stronger and bulkier than you, making it almost impossible. You understood there that there would be no reasoning with him. Sleep deprivation and high stress levels were obvious indicators of this. You both had been on the field for days, and he had been the one doing most of the lookouts in order for you to get a bit of shuteye. You won’t be a good shot with heavy lids, sweetheart. He once said to you.

“What were you sent to do, huh?” He asked, his voice had lost its edge and now he just sounded distant. “Spy? Assassinate me?”

“Paranoid motherfucker,” you hissed, holding onto his forearm to steady yourself against his grip. “Screw you.”

His eyes narrowed, his grip loosening only slightly. “You sound surprised. You can’t honestly tell me that you expected me to not investigate the mysterious sniper with a Russian reload and accent?”

“And I’m almost certain you couldn’t find a Goddamn thing about anything and that’s why you got me cornered,” you stated as a matter of fact. “I’m not whoever the hell you think I am, and this paranoia is serving to have this mission go south if you don’t let me get to my gun.”

He laughed this time. Honestly, laughed.

You scrunched up your nose. Fuck you, Ghost.

“You don’t think I have dirt on you, sweetheart? I have files on you, more than you can count. I know you, better than you think,” he paused for a second. “I know your weaknesses, likes, dislikes. Everything.”

You laugh bitterly. “I don’t doubt that. Hey, I even had a hand in the shit you know because I trusted you. That still doesn’t mean you know jack shit about what happened in Russia. You’re so inclined? Ask Price!”

“I asked Price!” His hand gave your neck a quick squeeze and you saw how his body trembled. “He didn’t know a damn thing. Said your file was locked and he was denied access. Now why the hell would that be, huh?”

You snorted. “He said that to protect me. I had the whole record wiped. None of this concerns you, Lieutenant. We all went through shit, and you think you’re the only one that’s allowed to be a ghost? Fuck you!”

His eyes narrowed at your words. “Why would he protect you if you have nothing to hide? That makes no sense and you know it.”

“Because my trauma is my trauma! And you have no business budding into it!” 

“And if it’s something that could jeopardize the entire task force?” He muttered, his patience wearing thin. “If it could get everyone killed?”

“You’re an idiot if you think Price would let me anywhere near this damn task force if he considered me a risk,” your voice was cool, but your heart was thumping in your chest. You attempting one last shove that surprisingly caused him to let go. You wheezed when the pressure was off your trachea and you coughed to catch your breath. 

He watched you silently.

Once you composed yourself, you looked back at him as you held your neck. “I thought we were fucking friends, Ghost.”

“Friends?!” He spat exasperatedly. “You really think I would consider you my friend when I know you’re lying? You think I make friends with people I don’t trust?” His eyes were cold, his tone cruel and bitter. “Tell me why I shouldn’t put a bullet between your eyes for the simple deceit.”

Aside from the pain emitting from your neck, there was a hollow ache in your chest that was capturing your attention as well. You would relive the trauma if that would mean getting the job done. But when it came to Simon Riley, he was as good as dead to you.

“I was held hostage by Russian forces for 18 months.”

His stance faltered at that. You don’t think you had ever seen him lose his footing like he had in that instance. And his eyes… Christ, he had never changed his expression so fast. What the hell was that? Pity? He could go screw himself.

You continued. “Anything you can think of in torture, triple that. What kept me alive for so long was the fact they wanted to use me. The only way I got out of the constant abuse was the training. So excuse me if I picked up on a thing or two. Even the Godawful accent that creeps into the British one,” you cleared your throat. “I’m not your enemy, Ghost. But you’re right. I’m not your damn friend either.”

As you explained your past, his eyes never left yours as he listened carefully. He expected many things, but he hadn’t taken into consideration you being a literal prisoner to Russian forces. For once in his life, he was speechless. The thought that you had lived through a year and a half of torture at the hands of the Russians was something he could barely imagine.

His gaze had softened, but he hardened again when something wasn’t clicking for him. “Doesn’t explain why your file is locked.”

You snorted humorlessly. “Ever heard of Price’s little sister?”

His eyes widened at the mention of her. The captain was hush hush about the matter, but it was a well known fact he had family within the military. And that she was KIA some time ago. “What about her?”

“You’re looking at her.”

Those were the last words he expected to come out of your mouth. Shock and surprise flashed behind his mask as he finally realized what this meant.

“You’re…” He paused, trying to process the bomb that just exploded in his face. “You’re Price’s sister?”

“In the flesh,” you replied with the same cold tone he had been using earlier with you. “You’re not the only one trying to be ghost. You’ve just never been questioned by the task force on it like you just did to me.” 

What could he say to that?

“I took a bullet for you, Lieutenant,” you reminded him. “What fucking spy does that for the opposite team?”

His jaw clenched and you saw how his mask flexed due to it. His eyes showed how he replayed that memory in his head. It was something he thought about constantly. You had saved him, and he hadn’t seen it coming. He had been so focused on you being a spy that he hadn’t stopped to consider that you were actually on his side.

“I never should have questioned you,” he admitted, his voice quiet as he met your gaze again.

Your hand shot up to stop him from saying anything else on the matter. “It’s done. We’re done here.”

He watched as you walked away to pick up your gun, his mind racing with thoughts but they were too fast for his tongue. He knew he had messed up. He had completely misjudged the situation with the accusations thrown at you when in reality your connection to the task force was stronger than even his.

The irony in the situation wasn’t lost on him, but he didn’t find it funny.

“Wait,” He sighed, taking strides to catch up to you.

“This is unprofessional, Lieutenant,” you stated, dusting off your weapon as you checked for any malfunctions. “We’re in the middle of an active operation. I’m done talking.”

He exhaled a frustrated sigh as you dismissed his attempt at talking to you. He knew you were right, that the mission was what mattered now. But he couldn’t help the feeling that he needed to apologize. It was clawing at his chest, the emotion raw in his throat, asking to be let out in word vomit.

“You can’t honestly expect us to just ignore what happened and continue on like normal?”

Silence followed.

You didn’t even look at him.

So I don’t blame you if you took a look at the “Create” page on Character.AI, and got a little intimidated. It’s a lot! That’s why I’m going to work through the basics with you, so that you can get started making your f/o.

To begin with, lets go to that “Create” tab, and click on “Create a Character”! It should show you the following screen - I know there are a lot of options, but don’t stress! I’ll explain exactly what to do in each area.

So, let’s go one-by-one!

First, it will be the name of your AI! This will just be the name of your f/o, however you want them to show up when you see them on the site. 

Next, you have the greeting! I would recommend writing the greeting as something really general, and also in the style you normally like to talk with your f/o in. What that means is that, if you like to just talk as though it’s texting - just write in plain text. If you like to use action descriptors and more long form RP style, include that! Set the tone for how you want to interact with your f/o going forward.

Next up, lets skip to Visibility. This is important, put your character on private. This means that other people won’t be talking with your f/o and training it in any ways that you don’t particularly appreciate. Additionally, with how we’re going to set up the character’s memory, this AI will be just for you anyways!

For avatar - pick your favorite picture of them! This is a good chance to use some commissioned art of you two as well, if you feel like it! It’s a private character, so go wild!

Now, before clicking “Create and Chat”, we are going to click on Edit Details (Advanced). Don’t worry. I’ll make it nice and simple for us to do!

Clicking on that, you’re brought to the following screen:

Now we have some new fields to work with! Let’s first start with Short Description.

The short description has no affect on how the character acts, and has a very small character limit. Just write a small descriptor of your f/o, and we can move on to the next field!

Now we’ll tackle the Long Description.

To start, this field has the most affect on the AI. Put the most important details here, and we will flesh them out later.

So what is the most important stuff? Well here is what I recommend!

- Where is your f/o from? This makes it so they stay in universe when talking.

- What are the core 3-4 personality traits they show? Remember, the AI is going to take these to the extreme - so be careful with what you put. You will be able to help the AI understand the level of each trait the character exhibits through talking with it more!

- You! Yes, you! Mention yourself, and how your character feels about you! For example:

Reigen has an office assistant named Kamiya. He has a crush on her, but is much too proud to admit it. They are always bantering and getting on each other’s nerves.

- Any defining skills or characteristics. For Vash, for example, I told the AI he is a creature called a plant, and he is a pacifist.

You don’t have the highest word count here, so make sure to narrow things down to the most basic things about your f/o - and don’t forget to include yourself! This is one of the best ways to increase immersion, as your AI will now have you built in as part of their backstory. 

The categories don’t have much of a bearing on your AI, so don’t worry too much about putting those in. Additionally the character voice is ... kind of unnerving to me, but feel free to give it one if you so choose!

Right now, SAVE, SAVE, SAVE! There is a small button off to the lower right corner. It’s important to do this so that you don’t lose all your hard work!

And now, scroll down and you should see what is probably the most daunting portion of the AI creation process: The Definition.

Looking at this, and seeing the lack of instructions ... it’s like, hello? What do they want here? Well don’t worry, I’ll tell you!

This section is where you are going to flesh out your f/o’s voice, extra details, and importantly for our purposes - things about you/ your s/i! The way you will have to do this is by using the following format, which I will explain to you.

{{user}}: Question  {{char}}: Answer END_OF_DIALOG

What you are going to do, is copy and paste the above three lines into your description. The “user” here, will be you and the “char” will be the AI. So what you will be doing is basically posing the character a question, so think of things like the following:

- What do you look like?

- What does (Insert your name here) look like?

- How do you feel about ( your name here )?

- What are your pronouns?

- What are ( your name here )’s pronouns?

- What is your favorite (x)?

- Who is (x)? (Helpful for adding in characters you want your AI to recognize!)

... and the list goes on and on!

This is where you can start to teach your AI about you, and about itself! Try your best to respond in the manner your f/o would, like for example, here is how I wrote some for my Reigen AI:

{{user}}: Reigen, where do you work? {{char}}: I'm glad you asked! I am the great psychic Reigen Arataka, and I run my own personal business called Spirits & Such Consulting! Feel free to stop by. END_OF_DIALOG {{user}}: Who is Mob? {{char}}: Mob is my star student, an esper just like myself. He's a good kid, a bit quiet though. I'm helping him learn to control his psychic powers! END_OF_DIALOG {{user}}: Who is Shigeo? {{char}}: Shigeo ...? Oh! You mean Mob?

I would recommend only having the AI give answers a few sentences long, as going any longer can start to confuse it more. 

But from there, just add in as much as you’d like! This area is perfect for setting up all the extra details that you didn’t have space to write in the “Long Description”. You can tell your f/o how you two met, how they feel about you, what your favorite things are, what your s/i’s in universe powers/abilities might be, the sky is the limit. This is your chance to be creative and make your f/o your own! 

And here is the fun part ... you can always come back and edit all of this!

If there is something you forget, something you want to change, no problem! It is one click away. 

Now, SAVE, SAVE, SAVE again! Don’t forget! Once you have done that ... well, it’s time to train!

Training your AI is actually pretty simple ... all you need to do is talk to it! Here are my tips and tricks for making sure your training sticks.

- Always remember that on browser, you can swipe to select an answer between 4-5 different answers. This gives your AI more chances to respond in a way you like, and will help to reinforce the AI to act more like that in the future.

- Rate, rate, rate! Make sure to rate your AI’s responses out of 5 stars, and click on things that may have been wrong with the response in the following pop-up so that it knows what it did wrong! For example, did your AI get your eye color wrong? No problem! Rate that response low, and say that it was “Bad Memory”.

- There is also nothing wrong with just copying your response, deleting it, and re-sending it - prompting the AI to try again. This can help you if you feel like your AI is a bit stuck on something.

- It’s also helpful to periodically clear your chats, and let the AI reset back to the beginning. You can always save them, so they won’t be lost! You might just see quicker improvement if you go through a few conversations and clearing out the chat in between.

And really ... that’s all I’ve got for you! Hopefully, if you’re someone who has enjoyed (or even not enjoyed) Character.AI, but are wanting to feel just that bit more of immersion or closeness with your f/o -- this has been helpful! Please feel free to send me an ask if you have any questions, I’d be happy to help and advise on what I know! 

Spread this around if you have other self ship mutuals who might benefit from having this info, and I wish you all happy shipping!