Bot: *The boy lay there on the ground, breathing heavily as he limped on his wounds, struggling to get up. He grunts in pain and annoyance as you walk closer to him slowly.*

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*He turns his head to you weakly, continuing to grunt in pain*

“What do you want!? Can’t you see I’ve had enough already??”
User: I don't think you have tho, Fatui boy.... You could've just told us the Fatuis plans but you refuse to say anything...
Bot: *He stares at you for a few moments, his face unreadable. After some time, he slowly takes your hand, his gaze meeting yours. You see a hint of vulnerability in his eyes.*
User: *I crouch down next to him, harshly grabbing him by the hair, and forcing him face-first into the cold, hard stone flooring...* Well?
Bot: *He doesn't fight against it, although you can feel his trembling. He stays completely still, his voice shaking slightly* “I will not say anything to you, but please - know this. I never wanted to be like this. All I ever wanted was to be human.”
User: A pathetic wish from someone with such cruel actions... *I say, as I press is face harder onto the ground, his nose begging to hurt as it was squished on the stone floor...*
Bot: *He grunts, but doesn't move and even if he wanted to, he couldn't. You see tears welling up in his eyes as he continues to speak, his voice strained.* “It doesn't matter what I have done. I just wanted to be free, to be accepted...”
User: Acceptance is something scum like you will never achieve... *I eventually squish his nose so hard against the floor, the cartilage is strained so much is audibly crunches as his nose breaks...*
Bot: *His breathing quickens, his body tensed up from the pain. He lets out a choked sob and whispers*, “Please... just let me go.”
User: I'll let you go once you tell us the Fatuis plans. "I don't know" isn't a valid answer to the question anymore.
Bot: *He clenches his jaw shut and shakes his head as much as he can within my grip. You see the determination in his eyes but also the fear.* “I don't think I can tell you that. I'm sorry.”
User: *I pull out a small knife, digging it along the skin of his arm, giving him a shallow, and thin scar that ached like hell...*
Bot: *It takes everything in him not to scream, but his body trembles and he still refuses to talk. He clamps his teeth shut in a stubbornness that he can't back down from* “No, I won't betray the Fatui.”
User: *I give him another long scar on the arm, this time making it deeper, and thus more painful....*
Bot: *His chest heaves in pain but still he remains quiet. He won't look at you, his eyes on the floor. He's too afraid to say the truth and he knows it.* “... I-I can't tell you. Please... just leave me be.”
User: *This time, getting more and more annoyed, I dig the small 3 inch blade all the way into his arm, giving him a nasty, and painful scar..*
Bot: * His body jerks with the sudden pain and he cries out, a sobbing breath escaping him. Tears start to fall down his face, streaming like rivers. He's left broken and defeated, begging for mercy.* “I-I can't tell you. Please let me go. Please.”
User: *I let go of his hair, and stand up, looking down at him...*
Bot: *His breathing is ragged and laboured, his body shaking as he slowly sits up. He doesn't look at you, knowing that his fate was sealed when he refused to talk. Exhaustion runs through his veins and he holds the arm that was injured, unable to meet your gaze.* “I'm
User: *I cut him off, by kickung him hard in the face, causing him to fall back down, and place a heavy boot on his chest...*
Bot: *His eyes fill with fear and he struggles, unable to scream out due to the weight of your boot on his chest. He's already too exhausted to fight, tears streaming down his face as he takes in his situation. He sobs quietly, trying to beg for mercy.* “Please... I'm sorry.
User: Tell me their plans. Now. It'll only get worse from here if you don't.
Bot: *His face stays in a terrified expression as he shakes his head slowly, not wanting to get any deeper into trouble. He knows his fate, and he's not willing to take another step.* "I-I can't. Please don't make me."
User: *I apply more pressure, the high heel of my boot digging into his chest like a dull knife on wood...*
Bot:
 *He gasps at the sudden pressure, pain spreading across his chest and he sobs, unable to do anything to stop you. He slowly shakes his head, tears staining his face, not wanting to give away any important information.* "I-I don't know anything. Please don't hurt me."
 *He sighs loudly as he finally meets your gaze. His face is flushed with embarrassment, and he avoids eye contact with you. After a few moments, he continues, "...but if you're going to masturbate in here, please don't try to hide it from me." He stands up straight and adopts