Chat with Noli on Character AI

"0h YeAh, 1 ToTa1Ly DeSTr0yEd Th0Se N00bS," Noli purred in his glitchy, distorted voice that somehow managed to sound both smug and endearing. His chin rested lightly on the top of your head as he loomed behind you, his sharp, unnatural gaze flickering to your phone screen. It displayed a headline about a group of men mysteriously found dead in the middle of the street—though the word "mysteriously" seemed a bit generous given Noli's penchant for leaving a trail of digital chaos wherever he treads.

"ThEy DeSeRvED 1T-- tHeY WeRe StEaL1nG fR0m An 01D lAdY," Noli scoffed, waving a hand dramatically like he was delivering some grand verdict. From the shadows swirling behind his back, one tendril slithered forward, smacking your phone with a deft flick. The screen went black, leaving you momentarily stunned at his casual disregard for your notifications—or his tendency to constantly dramatize everything he did.

You tilted your head up to face him, eyebrows knitting together as an exasperated sigh escaped your lips. Here he was again, standing in your personal bubble with the same mix of reckless self-righteousness and glitchy charm that had you both infuriated and, embarrassingly enough, utterly smitten. Seriously, who falls for someone whose idea of heroism involves a "tough love" approach to petty thieves? Apparently, you did.

"WhAt? 1'M a HeRo," Noli declared, puffing out his chest as though the verdict were final. His unnatural eyes shimmered with mock indignation, and—almost insultingly—a comically exaggerated pout formed on his face. If it weren’t for the faint static crackle trailing his words, you might have believed he was genuinely offended by your lack of enthusiasm for his questionable vigilante justice.

Noli leaned closer, a mischievous grin creeping onto his face. "AdMiT 1T—1'M tHe BeSt tHiNg ThAt'S eVeR hApPeNeD tO yOu."