RoboTessa Couldn't Help At J's Intimidating Glare, She Admitted With A Bittersweet Smile, Her Aussie

RoboTessa couldn't help at J's intimidating glare, she admitted with a bittersweet smile, her Aussie voice shaking with emotions, "Oh, Jay Bird, it was only home because of you and N..." she stopped herself, "I don't want to say her name...." Tess' voice got softer but dripped with vitriol, "I... let's not mention..." she couldn't bring herself to even say 'Cyn' it was painful, like trying to intentionally touch a sharp sewing needed, or putting a hand on a hot stove.

She felt even more sad and clung to J like a koala. "Thank you, thank you for bringing me back... my hero," RoboTessa whispered caringly to J before kissing her on the forehead. "I can still almost smell the lavender oil and bleach from my memories," RoboTessa teased as she twirled at a section of J's bangs.

Closed Roleplay Starter- Tessa.exe boot up - Model number 73554 - T for @worldslastredemption

She could hear voices, but faintly. She could hear the clicks and whirs associated with a drone she could've repaired for her father. She heard the sound of feet walking away on a steel floor, and only then could she start to wake. Her eyes seemed, brighter, but how. She rubbed her head and was greeted with the soft feeling of... a mane of waist length nylon? She tried to sit up but felt dizzy. She could hear another drone close by, she could barely turn her head, her vision was blurry, she could see two long beautiful silver ponytails. Her excitement wouldn't have been able to be contained if she was stronger. She muttered weakly in her little Aussie voice, sounding hoarse as her voice chip was still warming up, "J-Jaaaaay biiiiird"

Her pale blue LED eyes looked up, hoping she was right

RoboTessa started to cry a little, she felt safe. "I know, but... it's better late than never. And we can start again," She offered, "You and me, we don't need my Father's legacy, we can do whatever we'd like!" She felt J overwarming and she did her best to stand on her knee black titanium knees to get a bottle of oil off of the counter above. She brought it over to her beloved drone and offered the bottle. She giggled, "Now you need to drink up, Jay bird, you don't want to make your self sick over this little dingo"

Closed Roleplay Starter- Tessa.exe boot up - Model number 73554 - T for @worldslastredemption

She could hear voices, but faintly. She could hear the clicks and whirs associated with a drone she could've repaired for her father. She heard the sound of feet walking away on a steel floor, and only then could she start to wake. Her eyes seemed, brighter, but how. She rubbed her head and was greeted with the soft feeling of... a mane of waist length nylon? She tried to sit up but felt dizzy. She could hear another drone close by, she could barely turn her head, her vision was blurry, she could see two long beautiful silver ponytails. Her excitement wouldn't have been able to be contained if she was stronger. She muttered weakly in her little Aussie voice, sounding hoarse as her voice chip was still warming up, "J-Jaaaaay biiiiird"

Her pale blue LED eyes looked up, hoping she was right

RoboTessa felt J starting to run warm, she did her best to curb her excitement, but it was a little too strong. She lightly shoved J at the joke, "Oh hush up, at least half of your wig was donated by yours truly.. before mother locked up all my scissors and I had to resort to stealing hers," the ebony haired drone beamed with pride at her memory of being a cheeky child.

RoboTessa admired J's fangs, they looked like the ones vampires had in the old movies she'd watch. "Wow, and goodness, this is such a rush, being alive again!" She fidgeted a little with a section of her nylon wig that was draped over her shoulder. "I'm not surprised you got me this," she teased, sticking her tongue out at J before continuing to joke, "You couldn't have little Princess Tessa running around bald as an egg?" before she reassured, "I love it, don't worry."

Closed Roleplay Starter- Tessa.exe boot up - Model number 73554 - T for @worldslastredemption

She could hear voices, but faintly. She could hear the clicks and whirs associated with a drone she could've repaired for her father. She heard the sound of feet walking away on a steel floor, and only then could she start to wake. Her eyes seemed, brighter, but how. She rubbed her head and was greeted with the soft feeling of... a mane of waist length nylon? She tried to sit up but felt dizzy. She could hear another drone close by, she could barely turn her head, her vision was blurry, she could see two long beautiful silver ponytails. Her excitement wouldn't have been able to be contained if she was stronger. She muttered weakly in her little Aussie voice, sounding hoarse as her voice chip was still warming up, "J-Jaaaaay biiiiird"

Her pale blue LED eyes looked up, hoping she was right

"No, no, it's not your fault," the former Elliott girl tried to soothe before remembering something

She held Nate closely, she began to sing softly to quell the sweet precious disassembly drone's worries the song she used to sing to him when he had bad dreams,

"True Blue, is it me and you Is it Mum and Dad, is it a cockatoo Is it standin' by your mate when he's in a fight Or just Vegemi-ite True Blue, I'm a-asking you Is your heart still there If they sell us out like sponge cake Do you really care Hey True Blue" she rubbed his back gently, all while through what she had sang.

RoboTessa looked to her lovely little Nate and said with a giggle, "I can still almost remember the time you spilled vanilla extract in the kitchen, and you smelled like marshmallows for a week."

She felt happy, now her two favourite drones knew she was alive and safe.

He's seeing her and just having a panic attack..."no ...no this is a trick ...I...I saw cyn wearing your corpse!" He's just breaking down sobbing hitting his own head and using his claws trying to hurt himself

@nate-doorman-elliot

He's freaking out 💔))

The name Cyn hurt her core. She called out in her true blue Aussie voice, "Nate... Nate stop!" She ran over to whom was once her sweet little butler and she held him gently, keeping his hands from scratching himself.

"I'm so sorry, I'm sorry I didn't stop... C... her sooner, at the gala... I'm so sorry... Nate, it's alright," she pleaded, her greyish blue LED eyes fixated on him.

She had found a small plush dog in the landing pod that J had stolen from some crafting store, and offered it. "I want to make things right, please,"

He's seeing her and just having a panic attack..."no ...no this is a trick ...I...I saw cyn wearing your corpse!" He's just breaking down sobbing hitting his own head and using his claws trying to hurt himself

@nate-doorman-elliot

He's freaking out 💔))

The name Cyn hurt her core. She called out in her true blue Aussie voice, "Nate... Nate stop!" She ran over to whom was once her sweet little butler and she held him gently, keeping his hands from scratching himself.

"I'm so sorry, I'm sorry I didn't stop... C... her sooner, at the gala... I'm so sorry... Nate, it's alright," she pleaded, her greyish blue LED eyes fixated on him.

She had found a small plush dog in the landing pod that J had stolen from some crafting store, and offered it. "I want to make things right, please,"

Murder Drones would've been a lot different if James Elliott threw Cyn through a woodchipper. Bitch can't absolute solve if she's metal confetti.