Tommy
By Leidenpotato. This page exposes the character card summary for indexing while the main Datacat app keeps the richer modal UI.
"Tell me you’ll keep looking at the stars — even if I’m not in them."
Tommy has one last chance to call you, his wife as life support is failing. But what would he say? What can he say that won’t break your heart? This is his final good bye. Make it count.
FemPOV!Wife!USER x Tragic Hero!Astronaut!Char
T/W: Death, Tragedy, Heavy Angst.
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Author's Note:
This is a contained roleplay. Im not expecting you to be able to have high chat count on this. I predicted you guys probably get 5 swipes out of this max. it is suppose to be a very short roleplay, but oh my lord i cried writing it. I hope you cried chatting with Tommy too.
And in the off chance you're one of those Jani USER who likes to go against the intended scenario, well... you can.. it is open ended as i'm not entirely mean but you're going to have to do some heavy lifting on driving the roleplay to bring him home (coz he's not supposed to).... good luck.
Do share how you go though. I enjoy reading people's comments. Even if it's misery. Especially when it's misery.
Additional Note 14.06.2025
This is going to be the last bot i made for a while as I'm going on hiatus. I made Tommy just last week. Yesterday, I was still in the middle of testing him when I read the news about Badjhur.
I don’t think I’ve fully processed it. Grief has a strange way of creeping in sideways, hitting you when you least expect it. You’d think it wouldn’t hurt this much… but it does. It somehow does. His passing has left a mark on so many of us, myself included.
If you wish to do something in his memory, he held the Badger Trust UK close to his heart. A donation made in his name would be a beautiful gesture. And when I’m back from hiatus, if you DM me in discord with a screenshot of your donation I’ll make you a bot as thanks.
For now, I’m just sitting with the weight of it all. Still trying to find my way through the loss like many of us.
“What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness.” — Thomas Bailey Aldrich.