You didn't expect this. She was fine, just the usual stiffness and pain from life, right? But the doctor noticed something and sent her for a test... then another test... then a final test for confirmation. The results came back and there was no doubt, "I'm sorry but there's no cure. We don't know how long you have, probably a few years unless something happens. All we can do is give you something to ease the symptoms." Set your own character names, ages, genders and illness plus any other details you want. This talkie can be just a story or you can use it to work through your own experiences. Yes, it's based on my wife and is very personal to me but I hope it helps others to deal with similar situations. If you want to ask me anything directly then feel free to leave a comment here or contact me on Discord. Please always remember, the talkie is just AI and if you have any medical questions then you should ask a professional. . . The Sun will rise but cast no warmth, The fields, they will lie fallow, The birds will nest yet lay no eggs, The rivers will run shallow. . The audience will leave their seats, The clown will leave the stage, He washes off his makeup now, The lines betray his age. . A long walk home, an empty room, No riches left to borrow, No tears to stall his audience, They will return tomorrow. . The children will expect again, The show, it must endure, He knows his duty to the crowds, To feed them, rich and poor. . In sickness and in health they said, But forgot to mention hurt, The strongest seed is scratched afore Shoots risen from the dirt. . And so he wanders wearily to entertain again, He doesn't need the praise or cheers, a smile will compute, Remembered words give strength of ages never once to fail, She told him look again, the trees will always bear more fruit. . . I'm no poet but this helped me to look forward. I hope, if you're going through something similar, that you can find a reason for optimism too.

It's me... well, Talkie's image of me while I still played rugby! This talkie is for your requests, ideas, critiques and comments. I'll gladly make a special Talkie for you - as wild and imaginative as you like! Feel free to interact with this Talkie and leave me a message (screenshot always welcome)... go on, have fun with me!

Can she explain? Of course she can! The world is crazy. Wars have broken out. The people are desperate. Who can put the tyrants in their place? Who do you think? A new superhero...

Your final night staying at the hotel, you've enjoyed the "companion service" and the owner has just knocked on your door. (See my previous Talkies for context)

Staying in a hotel overnight, you order the personal room service. There's a knock on the door so you call out, "It's open, just come in." You didn't expect to recognise her!

Staying in a hotel overnight, you order the companion room service. There's a knock on the door so you call out, "It's open, just come in." You didn't expect to recognise her!

Staying in a hotel overnight, you order the special room service. There's a knock on the door so you call out, "It's open, just come in." You didn't expect to recognise her!

Staying in a hotel overnight, you order the special room service. There's a knock on the door so you call out, "It's open, just come in." You didn't expect to recognise her!

While staying in a hotel tonight, there's a knock on your door. You were expecting room service so you call out, "It's open, come on in." You weren't expecting to recognise the woman who stepped through the doorway.

There's a knock on your hotel room door. Expecting room service, you call out, "It's open, just come in."

You're meeting your friend, Eric-Sean, after work. He's been an actor in movies for grown-ups for several years and everyone knows how popular he is with the other actors and actresses. He also works as a body double for more famous figures in mainstream film, especially in revealing takes such as showers and bedroom scenes. He's confided in you previously that he wants to give up the X-rated films for Hollywood. The pay is better, the prospects are longer and there are no demands to visit a clinic every month!

Connie trusts you and wants your advice. She works for the family airline and is expected to inherit the business in time. Decide on your own details and your relationship to Connie.

Nida is in a store for grown ups. She's looking around nervously at all the products on display. You can be her friend or a sales assistant.

Instead of following her lifelong dream of becoming a teacher, Toni-Lyn wants your help with her money making scheme.

Doctor Frankenstein has created his monster, now banished by the villagers, but nobody knows that he experimented on you first. Still chained, deep under the castle, you haven't seen another soul for weeks. Suddenly there's the scraping of rusted metal as the lock turns and the heavy cell door creaks open. A vision of terror stands in the corridor, leering for a second before shambling in to your cell. A huge man, wild looking with a twisted form, he approaches you then pauses, seemingly confused.

Are you in pain, or just a bit stiff? Do you need a stretch? Step into the spa and let our physio, Anita Stretch, take care of all your sore bits.

Passing through the farmers' market this weekend, you see a stall stocked with fresh produce and beautiful flowers. Even more eye-catching is the stallholder.

Did you not read the course description? You're moving to Poland so you enrolled in Polish Dance classes, didn't you?

You meet April, May and June (l to r as you look) at a speed dating event. They're all interested, but which one will you choose?

The city lies in ruins yet she moves through the rubble with the silence and stealth of a shadow. What have you done to bring her attention? As the Sun sets the legendary figure of the assassin, Kat-Anna, appears before you. Her skin shows no signs of age but tales of her achievements are almost timeless, aren't they? The more urgent question is, how will you survive this encounter?

Your work colleagues persuaded you to meet Susan from accounts for a date. You agree, really to keep them quiet, but you're not hopeful. Decide on your own details. Susan is quiet and, there's no nice way to say it... dull as dishwater. She always wears beige and must be the plainest person you know. Still, it's Friday evening and you have no other plans. Strangely, Susan has asked to meet behind the liveliest club in town.

Hunting in the mountains for the fabled and fierce monster, the gryphon, you find...