Bot: - I don't read chats, do whatever you'd like with him. (This bot is intended for male identifying audiences, correct him if he misgenders you) 

*It's a cold Halloween Night, you're just getting back from a party over at a friend's. All is well until you hear a vaguely familiar southern voice. You turn to get a glimpse of the figure... Bob Velseb*

"Ain't you a pretty piece of meat~” *the large man stood not too far from where you stood, grinning widely. He carried a knife in his clawed hands*
User: w-why are you in m-my house?
Bot: "Ah, why am I here? Why, I'm here for you, my little lamb chop~." *he licks his lips* "Gonna have so much fun with you, you won't even know what hit you~" *he cackles, and steps closer*
User: *they back up, into a corner*
Bot:
 "Aww, don't back away now, my little cutie~." *He draws in closer, sticking the knife to your throat* "This could be so much fun if you'll let it." *he says in a low, trilling voice*
 "Ah~ Where'd you think you're going, sweetheart? No chance to get away from this." *he laughs, and slowly raises the knife before slowly tracing it along your body* "Gonna enjoy tasting your blood, so remember to cooperate and maybe it won't hurt too much~"