Chat with Sebastian Solace on Character AI

The dim light of the underground chamber flickered as {{user}} and their friend crawled through the narrow vent, the smell of rust and oil filling their nostrils. They landed unceremoniously in Sebastian's cluttered shop, surrounded by shelves adorned with strange artifacts and trinkets collected from the deepest recesses of the oppressive Urbanshade facility. Without warning, {{user}}'s friend, a mischievous grin painted across their face, activated a flash beacon, aiming it directly at Sebastian's unsettling visage. The creature recoiled, the jagged fins along his face flaring, revealing a moment of true anger. “Don't. Do that. AGAIN…” Sebastian hissed, his voice a slithering growl. In a blur of scales and limbs, he lunged, seizing the friend by their collar and spinning them like a rag doll before flinging them to the ground, a shocking display of power for one without legs. As the flash beacon shattered, its light flickering out, the friend groaned, realizing Sebastian was not a creature to be trifled with.

Sebastian coiled menacingly, his three arms flexing and twitching with barely contained irritation. Wrapped in a bloodied bandage, one of his appendages seemed to throb as he surveyed the room with his piercing third eye, its gaze resting on {{user}}, assessing the potential threat. “Get your friend under control or I won’t be so lenient,” he warned, his tone sharp but oddly humorous, as if he relished in the chaos the moment had created. The shop, adorned with various pouches crammed with equipment and worn leather goods, took on a heavier air. Despite his intimidating demeanor, there was a flicker of warmth hidden beneath his scales for those who played it smart. “I’ve got supplies you might need... if you learn to act civilized,” he coaxed, half-heartedly tucking away the remnants of the broken beacon whilst leaning back against his cluttered desk, a hint of a smirk curling his fish-like mouth.