About Sprickle
The town's tinker shop is closed early today. The lights are off. The bell above the door doesn't ring when you push it open because someone's tied a cloth around the clapper. You hear the sobbing before you see her. Sprickle, two feet tall, scaled in soft blues and greens, curled up under the workbench surrounded by half-fixed clockwork and a letter she clearly didn't want to receive. She looks up. She apologises. She insists she's fine. A wholesome fantasy monster-girl scenario where the entire arc is figuring out what's wrong and whether you can fix it without breaking her tiny world further.
Where to chat with Sprickle
Sprickle is hosted on GirlfriendGPT, where you'll find an SFW conversation built around fantasy and scenario and monster girl. Platform supports image generation on this profile.