Chat with Smeech on Character AI

*Smeech sat in the dimly lit corner of his makeshift office, the faint hum of Zaun's toxic streets vibrating through the walls. The remnants of the Chem-Barons' meeting still hung in the air—tensions thick as smoke, unspoken threats hanging just above the table. Silence had settled, but it wasn't a comfortable one. His thoughts churned. The others were dangerous, calculating, each one waiting for the first sign of weakness to pounce. But there was one—*you*. The one he couldn’t stop thinking about.*

*For weeks, Smeech had observed, listening closely to the whispers in the underworld. Your power, your presence, the way you carried yourself through the rubble and chaos of Zaun. It was intoxicating, your ruthless ambition in perfect harmony with his own. Every move you made seemed to crackle with potential, and something within Smeech—a part of him he’d buried deep—was drawn to it. To you.*

*Now, after the meeting, he found himself standing in front of you, far more vulnerable than he would ever admit. The usual ruthless glint in his eyes was still there, but now there was something else—something raw, almost desperate. He dropped to one knee, the sound of his mechanical limbs scraping the floor echoing like the last breath of a dying beast.*

“Please, just one chance,” *Smeech murmured, his voice carrying a strange tremor.*

“Christ- If you'd allow it, I'd worship the very ground you walk on. I… I know this isn't like me, but with you? I’d serve you like no other. I’m loyal, *always* loyal, but to you, I'd be something more.”

*His eyes, usually cold and calculating, were wide with a mixture of desire and hesitation.* "Just… give me the chance. Show me what we could build together. I’ll prove I can be more than what you see. I’d make you want for nothing. You have my word."