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Time for a game of Barn fire. Push out the window, Carry out in your arms, Leave to Burn. V, N, Cyn
Oh hello, Mun!
That's easy! Carry N down with me. Sadly push V out the window, but I know she'd be alright.
We all know then who's being burned alive
An old drawing I found in my toolbox
I drew us as blue heelers... I might finish this later.
"I...I have my twin!"
He's just happy crying
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Big rp?))
"Yeah, I mean... it was a little scary but, I'm glad to help patch things up"
She helped Cyn up. "I know that feeling..." she somberly responded, "They see me and get a little startled too, but... that's alright, we have each other now that the Solver issue is taken care of." She thought and offered, "Want to come by the shop? I have lots of bows and sparkly scrunchies if you want to try some out."
"Trying to interact with other worker drones... Has become difficult. They don't trust me." Cyn frowned.
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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"I-it MIGHT take Jaybird a while to come around to you though, dear, but, we can try," Tessa admitted with an apologetic tone. "We can catch up on more Bluey now. And I promise you won't have to be alone anymore, alright?" Once they got somewhere with a more firm ground, Tessa set Cyn down carefully. "Am I alright to tighten up your connections?" she asked while kneeling at Cyn's side, she liked to ask an awake drone first always before doing any repairs,
(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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More Sister Silliness! Wig Swap! for @urabsolutefwend
And a little doodle comic to go with it:
Captions:
Cyn: Tessa? Tessa: Yeah, Cyn... Cyn: Heavy! Tessa: I have lots of hair, don't I? Cyn: Tired. Tessa: We're switching back soon.
WE GOT HER OUT OF THE BASEMENT!!! *hugs Cyn, picking her up* You're okay! I'm so happy!!!!
//AND WERE BACK GANG! time to remove all the mun posts, thanks for sticking around with my mayhem//
She started taking the bows off carefully. "Now let's take off all the bows to not over-work your neck weight offset or your servos" she soothed as she unpinned the heaviest bows first. "Did you miss this, Cyn?"
"Trying to interact with other worker drones... Has become difficult. They don't trust me." Cyn frowned.
[SYS//: direct_message_request ("Fractal")]
Hello :3
You interest me
You bring up memories from the past
I would like to meet you
She hesitated a little, worried. The drone with the dark teal hair finally spoke, "Well... alright. Tell me the coordinates."
She was worried now, what did she get herself into?
"I promised her that she'd be safe, and have friends, and a big sister... well, me, to keep her safe."
The drone's pale blue eyes looked down, filling with tears as she admitted, "It lasted for a little while, and then... Mother demanded I keep you... her... locked up," she rubbed her gauntlets, remembering the shackles on her wrist when she wasn't allowed out of her room.
"I didn't want to, but, I too was caged... it doesn't make it right. And... I disobeyed the order to stay away from the gala... The last thing I saw was blood everywhere... Jaybird hesitating, and I heard screaming... I was calling out for my parents, and then I felt..." she touched her neck... she hiccuped sadly, "I heard a snapping sound and then it went dark."
[SYS//: direct_message_request ("Fractal")]
I appreciate your cooperation
Here are the coordinates
You may bring a friend or weapon if you feel threatened
Simply follow the music :3
-|-|-|-
The coordinates seemed to lead to a long abandoned foundry, above ground and near the Cabin Fever labs, if you truly wish to investigate...
She loaded up her messenger bag with a couple vials of flavoured oil, a drone first aid kit, and brought some welding goggles, JUST in case of sentinels before she flew off to where the pine trees were, just beyond the ridge. She landed near the foundry and listened.
Some fun stories by the mun =3
All my J x Tessa/ Manor era fics so far, mostly in order, all tying to the wig incident somehow will have a * next to them
The Beginning
Day one
A Week Into J being there
The Catalyst for Tessa wanting to make J a wig *
The Incident >=3c (don't trust children with scissors lol) *
The Aftermath plus some flashbacks * (kinda hops all over tho) It was my first fanfic, plz be kind.
A little while after the J wig incident
Playing Pretend Still despite Tessa being 11
Somewhere in between
The Day Cyn was discovered *
Idk what this is but it's a J flashback, and it's really cute *
in the Summer before the Gala 1, 2, 3 *
Tessa died
Bonus cuz I don't know where they fit in:
Tessa teaching Cyn a little (Teenage Years) V's signature bob becomes a thing (Teenage Years) Cyn being Silly (Adolescent Years maybe?) During Episode 3 (Tessa's dead but this is Cyn being cruel to J)
Gone Girl 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 , 7, 8, 9 (non canonical to my stories, it was a fun experiment) I don't like how I made James in this one, honestly I transferred most of his cruelty to Tessa over to Louisa as I wrote more.
She smiles as she looks to Cyn, but inside, she knows it would've been hell. Being forced to marry someone for the company, being a trophy wife, having to leave her drones behind because she'd 'have to grow up'. Tessa didn't have the heart to tell the little drone what she had a feeling would've happened. "We would've tried our best, and dealt with whatever came our way," she soothed still plucking bows gently from the little drone's platinum blonde wig. She gently hugged Cyn from behind. "You're such a little darling, you know that right?" the pale-blue eyed drone said gently, "I'm so sorry for everything again, just know I'll do better this time."
"Trying to interact with other worker drones... Has become difficult. They don't trust me." Cyn frowned.
Tessa remembered the story of the Little Match Girl, and felts some tears come on, thinking about how the little girl became an angel at the end. "I hope their little souls can finally play or rest, and be happy," she admitted with a bittersweet smile, some LED tears in her eye display.
She finally remembered her promise to Cyn, taking the last couple of bows out of the drones hair before she went to get a cleansing spray. "Would you want me to use this, or do you want a peroxide wash, Cyn, dear?"
"Trying to interact with other worker drones... Has become difficult. They don't trust me." Cyn frowned.
You're welcome dear, I'm happy you like this.
Delivery for Cyn from "your big sister, RoboTessa"
Awww, isn't that the sweetest? It's a duckling and it's yellow!
Have a good day =3
She looked in the box at the plushie. She didn't know how to react at first but her visor lit up with a soft blush with excitement as she picked it up. "Ducks... Fluffy. Soft. I enjoy this." She hugged the duckling plush tightly. She will have to thank big sister Tessa later.
The gift for Cyn
Oh, I mean, we've patched things up emotionally and we're like sisters now. It's nice to have someone to look out for, someone to treat the way I wish I was treated by my own family when I was alive the first time.
Oh goodness gracious...
At this point just put Cyn in Witness Protection
Tessa smiled at Cyn's assessment and giggled softly at the kind words. "It's like a golden retriever, but much softer... I only met one once. But, you can see for yourself," she walked over and set the wig down for Cyn to feel it while she unhooked Cyn's old wig ever so carefully, "I've had lots and lots of practice, my darling dear Cyn. I know you've had a little practice, you cheeky little wallaby." Tessa hugged gently Cyn from behind before taking off the drone's human hair wig, despite the weathering and yellowing of the wig cap and the tarnishing of the clasps, it was in pretty sturdy condition, despite being knotted and yellowed from dirt, grime, and the passage of time "I remember Mother coming down in the morning wearing a veiled hat to hide her choppy bangs and the pixie cut you gave her, and being off to the beauty parlour before she even finished her morning tea," the drone giggled to her little sister client, "I'm so proud of you for doing that, thank you."
"Trying to interact with other worker drones... Has become difficult. They don't trust me." Cyn frowned.
"Awww, Cyn, you're too precious and good," the drone replied, some happy tears in her eyes forming, "And you're also a little princess, you've been brave and strong for so long, and through so many tough things, and yet, here you still stand and I'm happy for you." Tessa started to hum the melody of Waltzing Matilda as she untied all the bows and set them aside. She laughed a little at Cyn's impression of herself. "Awww, just like when we used to play impressions," before she said in higher-pitched robotic voice, "I remember. We played this. Until Jaybird was. Annoyed. giggle!" She patted Cyn gently on the head before ceasing her melody as she stated cheerfully, "I sometimes get to wash the a wig while the drone is wearing it, but, it can be a little scary hearing a liquid that close to your auditory sensors..."
She turned on the taps letting warm hydrogen peroxide fill up the sink, the wig gently floating in the liquid while it fizzed, lifting away decades of dirt like it was nothing at all. "I love seeing it do this part, it looks so pretty seeing all the bubbles working their magic."
"Trying to interact with other worker drones... Has become difficult. They don't trust me." Cyn frowned.
Cyn on Spray Paint!
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