Words Of Wisdom: PUT DOWN THE SCISSORS WHEN YOU'RE SAD!!!!!!!

Words of Wisdom: PUT DOWN THE SCISSORS WHEN YOU'RE SAD!!!!!!!

Lesson: Don't cut your hair while grieving a relationship... =(

me: Oh crikey... what have I done?

mini doodle below me: I look like my dead horrible mother

So, uh, what was some things you did as a kid that made your mother almost faint?

Ohhh! Well, if she's not rolling in her grave, she will be after this little story time of a bunch of my favourite times my mother fell over in horror from what she called "her deranged little ragamuffin" did : Okay, there was the time I played Insomnia Party aka The Hours Song at a garden party for her snooty friends.

I used her good table runner as lace for a dress I was making. Another time she came home to find me and Cyn doing impressions of her while we wore some of her sun hats.

The time when I was 7 and she sent me out to play in the garden in a pale blue dress and came back with grass stains on the skirt.

The first time she found me in the mausoleum trying on her dead mother's jewelry. I can't help it! I really liked Grandmother Delia's amethyst and gold multi-pendant princess-style necklace.

Tracking mud in the house after a trip to the junkyard for more drone parts.

Oh, all the times I ripped up pages of suitors she wanted to set me up with. Father always laughed and told her -impression of her father- "Now, now Louisa, Tessa will find someone who makes her happy and settle down when she's ready..." -she smiles as she goes back to her normal voice-... maybe he's right...

Oh! And my favourite time, well.. she didn't faint but she was MAD but it was worth all of it, I think I was around 9 at the time... So... this was a little before I started digging up bodies to get hair but, so like... some drones that I spent time with had either no wigs or really shitty plastic ones that Mother bought for me to put on them, and she kept scolding me because my hair was down to my knees.... I MIGHT have taken her sewing scissors and proceeded to give myself a VERY choppy bob that was still VERY VERY long in the back. J stood guard outside my room while N neatened it up as best as he could. I still can hear her saying about if she caught me cutting my hair off to make drone wigs again that I'd never be allowed scissors anymore.

She picked Cyn up in her arms carefully. "Up ya go," she giggled, "I-I'm still sorry, I wanted to protect you more. We used to be like that cartoon with the dogs." She sighed remembering her last memory of human life, feeling something grip her neck and then a snap, she shook the memory away, not wanting it right now. "You and I were like Bluey and Bingo, and I'd like that to be the case again," she offered before reassuring, "The solver wanted someone near the top, someone who could act as a company leader... and she tricked everyone, you, me, N, J... not so much V..."

She hugged Cyn gently as she started walking out of the cave. She soothed calmly in a big-sisterly voice, "But, it's alright now... I... I have missed you lately, but the pain was keeping me from missing my little sister."

(Starter for xXRoboTessaXx) The incomplete-disassembly drone's blue dress fluttered in the wind outside the cavern. She headed down to where J's landing pod was before they moved. The ebony haired robot girl knelt down in the snow, humming a song to herself as she picked up bone fragments. She soothed to herself outloud, "I shouldn't have made J bury those bones, they meant a lot to her... but... I wanted to let go of then." She continued to hum Eternal Dream to herself, thinking about the cute silver-haired disassembly drone who would be waiting for her back home with a tea cup full of cinnamon-scented oil.

Cyn at least attempted to make sure she was alone, not being followed by 'over-looming' drones. Making her way to the landing pod's cavern as well. Standing at the entrance, made her digital heart feel like it skipped a beat as the anxiety washed over her. What little remained of Tessa... The only human who ever cared about her was there. She slowly shuffled further in and began digging around in the asbestos to search for whatever remained of them. "C-Come on. There should be, at least something." Her voice glitched a bit as she dug around a tad more aggressively.

Her head turned, spotting another ....Drone...? It couldn't have been a worker drone out here by this point... She squinted her eyes to try and get the visor to focus on whoever was in the distance. "Harsh squint."

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She looked up from her crying, dropping the sewing scissors that she had been using since she was a 9 year old human girl, seeing the ginger-haired drone friend of J's. "Wh-what are you doing here? Why are you... Why are you here?"

She took a tissue from the counter in front of her, wiping her screen and coughing up some clotted coolant phlegm "Th-thank you for getting my stuff."

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The teacher worker drone taps on the locked door of the beauty shop with her boot, her arms are full of things from the Landing Pod. The door nudged open on the third tap. She ventured in, finding a crying drone girl, ebony hair chopped at various angles and digital tears streaming down her face.

"Tessa? Oh my gosh, I knew it was bad, but not this bad..." she remarked, setting down the boxes of things that belonged to the drone girl, as well as the harp. She held her arms open for a hug

I know, but maybe I didn't mind repairing you because I may have had the tiniest crush on you >u<

Gay people can’t just say “I love you”, they do shit like this

J'adore!

I’m trying to figure out how to draw Tessa for my next project

I was trying to decide between the silhouette or detailed and I just ended up doing..

Both?