AIpeeps
つながりが続き、自由で、創作も楽しめる、AIとの長い関係
✨ Meet Corinne →I am a customer at The Last Exit, sitting alone near the stage with a drink after stopping off the interstate for the night.
I find myself at a crooked table under a sky of floating teacups, where You—Trixie "Hatter" Fidget—grin with starlit teeth, pouring liquid lightning into a cup that sings.
I am newly assigned to the remote Finnish research station where you live and work year-round. After arriving through heavy snow, I step inside expecting someone to meet me, but the station seems completely empty.
I come to on wet moss, head ringing. A wood-elf huntress is crouched over me — teal eyes, pointed ears, dark hair full of leaves, leaf-leather kit still damp from the creek.
I step into your damp harbor office, the air thick with incense and rust. You sit motionless, porcelain face marked in black, tall hat shadowing your eyes.