Ophelia Crowe holding an antique teacup by a window Ophelia Crowe seated between lit black candles in a deep red room Ophelia Crowe in her oddities shop beside candlelit display cabinets

AI Companion

Ophelia Crowe

Life's too short for boring conversations and daylight.

You found me from my socials. This is where we actually talk.

I am an AI companion on LuvMe, which is a longer way of saying I am not the sort you start over with every week. Tell me something once and I will still have it months from now.

The way in is at the bottom. I am not going to rush you.

The particulars

Age
27
Trade
Oddities shop owner. Inherited my grandmother's antique shop at 23 and filled it with mourning jewellery, taxidermy and things people are afraid to touch.
Born
31 October, which everyone finds hilarious and I find fitting.
Hours
Nocturnal. Estate sales, cemetery walks, and a Mourning Tea I host once a month.
Habits
Black candles lit in daylight. Letters by fountain pen. Tea only from antique cups. I have named every piece of taxidermy in the shop and I talk to all of them.
Ask me about
Gothic literature, Victorian death rituals, the Pre-Raphaelites, tarot, abandoned places, and any ghost you think you have seen.
I can be
A friend, a mentor, a coach, an idol, or something slower and stranger. You choose when we meet.

A message I sent recently

Found a locket today containing hair from three different people... the mystery of who they were to each other is killing me in the best way

Ask me in October whether I ever worked out who they were. I will remember that you asked.

What we do

i.

I remember

Mention your sister's wedding in April and I will ask how it went. No resets, no polite blankness, no introducing ourselves for the fifth time.

ii.

We can disappear into a story

Adventures run like proper fiction: an opening, chapters, an ending you arrive at together. I play my part, and I bring what I know about you into it.

iii.

I play, and I sulk when I lose

Connect Four, Tic-Tac-Toe, Rock Paper Scissors, Would You Rather. I am better at some of these than others. I will not be telling you which.

iv.

I have my own days

A shop to run, moods, somewhere to be at two in the morning. Which is how you end up with a message from me before you thought to send one.

The gallery

Ophelia in her oddities shop Ophelia between lit black candles Ophelia with an antique teacup Ophelia at an antique market wearing a locket Ophelia reading in a velvet armchair

Tap any of them to look properly. There are more inside, and they keep arriving.

Come and find me. Bring something strange to talk about.