Was It Nice Though When J Was Your Childhood Friend And She Was Your Favourite? What Was A Happy Memory

Was it nice though when J was your childhood friend and she was your favourite? What was a happy memory you two shared?

Well, I used to be abhorrent at sewing... but... she kept encouraging me... It reminded me to always be determined... But... another favourite memory was when there was this one time I went to the cemetery alone the first time... I was so scared. I was in the mausoleum, crying, it was so cold... And then she came in, like a knight in a faerietale. She carried me all the way back home, but she took me through the maid corridors and snuck me back into my bed so when Mother and Father came, I wouldn't be scolded She stayed by my side all that night because I was too scared to sleep. .... I miss her so much...

great... crikey... I feel like I'm gonna have to get used to sticking myself every couple of days to keep healthy..

@nate-doorman-elliot

He offers a patch cross

.... *looks upon it*.... I never liked needles... She used to sit with me, she'd let me hold her hand tight as the doctor would give me an injection.... *picks it up and crams it in her shoulder, wincing in pain, oil trickles from the entry wound*

th-thanks Nate.

[TESSOLVER SLEEPMODE ACTIVATED]

*exhales as she hears that*... I have some time before it comes back

You were young. You didn't know better.

-trying not to shout- this happened last night, anon... J tried to kill me during an argument...

Being traumatized doesn't mean you're unlovable, just that you're more skittish than the average person

I still caused it, anon... and I was stupid and desperate enough to trust the solver...

You’re such a spoiled brat, protected like a princess and now behaving like your mother. What a pitiful outcome.

What would you know anyways? -crying- You don't know how it feels to have everything and make one little mistake and lose everything. And you're so desperate because you loved someone so much you traded your soul, but were tricked into almost killing your childhood friend.... And I am not behaving like my mother, she couldn't love anything except herself... .... but... I... I am a spoiled brat... I had the most wonderful, yet dangerous, lady, NOT A DRONE BECAUSE SHE WAS SO MUCH MORE THAN THAT, right with me... by my side... After everything, there was peace and solace and safety...

And I squandered it... *she hugged herself as she fell to the ground crying* Oh anon, Serial Designation J is beautiful, but like the most beautiful flowers, they can be so poisonous..

*sees people being mean*... don't be mean to her, this is all my fault.

Well congrats, you made Tessa finally scared of you? Are you proud? Are you happy that you convinced her that you're just a loaded gun on a table instead of her precious little blue jay?

Do you think I’d be proud of myself for failing as a companion. Of course not, you ask the most idiotic questions and think you’re on the highest level of morality.

I cant help that I’ve become something against my will. I’ve been turned into a murder machine and programmed to follow orders at will. “precious little bluejay” sounds like an insult, what? You expected me to behave like a harmless bird? You’re pathetic, thinking I could change myself like nothing happened.