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The companion drone girl jotted down notes and left a jug of lavender oil on the spot beside where she was hiding, jumping up to a rooftop and hiding there, watching as she threw a brick down near where she left the offering.
((you know who this is a starter for XP congrats on the new blog, let's introduce the doomed little vampire lover to the replacement) The drone with the dark turquoise ponytail watched from a distance, her blue dress fluttering slightly in the cold wind. This was that J that Nate told me about. She assessed quietly as she stared, thinking to herself, "She looks like my J... but... more weathered... Maybe she needs help?" The Robotic Aussie accented drone held her first aid satchel close, hoping that the J would show signs of being injured or hungry, as then she'd have a hard time refusing help.
She felt a similar signal, was this her J now!? But, that's impossible, she sent J out the other morning to get perm formula but then J had been in a fight and went missing. She watched and waited, like a scientist observing a wild animal
She loomed over the empty spot where Nate’s body once was. She glared, trying to track down where he might of went, she took her time to observe. She’s aware this won’t be a one-time thing, more will come her way, she hasn’t noticed the robotic Aussie, but she had a feeling.
A pity, I guess he wasn’t dead after all, I really should’ve finished him off but his core was damaged. . .He’ll be my main target.
J looked weathered and disoriented but not injured in any sense. It seems like Nate made no attempt to retaliate. She eventually walked away, she functioned like normal, nothing out of the ordinary besides her attitude.
She had seen enough, she had to get back to her shop. She began her flight back to the ridge, but decided to hide in the cave where the landing pod used to be, she was shocked to see it was moved back there. "h-HOW!?" she whispered in shock and horror. Tessa decided this was too scary for her and she hid behind some rocks to see if the J would come home before she would try to escape back to her loft above her beauty shop.
((you know who this is a starter for XP congrats on the new blog, let's introduce the doomed little vampire lover to the replacement) The drone with the dark turquoise ponytail watched from a distance, her blue dress fluttering slightly in the cold wind. This was that J that Nate told me about. She assessed quietly as she stared, thinking to herself, "She looks like my J... but... more weathered... Maybe she needs help?" The Robotic Aussie accented drone held her first aid satchel close, hoping that the J would show signs of being injured or hungry, as then she'd have a hard time refusing help.
She felt a similar signal, was this her J now!? But, that's impossible, she sent J out the other morning to get perm formula but then J had been in a fight and went missing. She watched and waited, like a scientist observing a wild animal
She loomed over the empty spot where Nate’s body once was. She glared, trying to track down where he might of went, she took her time to observe. She’s aware this won’t be a one-time thing, more will come her way, she hasn’t noticed the robotic Aussie, but she had a feeling.
A pity, I guess he wasn’t dead after all, I really should’ve finished him off but his core was damaged. . .He’ll be my main target.
J looked weathered and disoriented but not injured in any sense. It seems like Nate made no attempt to retaliate. She eventually walked away, she functioned like normal, nothing out of the ordinary besides her attitude.
She hurried home, she had to check on her project at home. Now knowing her J was completely gone, she had to figure out the next steps, whatever that would be.
((you know who this is a starter for XP congrats on the new blog, let's introduce the doomed little vampire lover to the replacement) The drone with the dark turquoise ponytail watched from a distance, her blue dress fluttering slightly in the cold wind. This was that J that Nate told me about. She assessed quietly as she stared, thinking to herself, "She looks like my J... but... more weathered... Maybe she needs help?" The Robotic Aussie accented drone held her first aid satchel close, hoping that the J would show signs of being injured or hungry, as then she'd have a hard time refusing help.
She felt a similar signal, was this her J now!? But, that's impossible, she sent J out the other morning to get perm formula but then J had been in a fight and went missing. She watched and waited, like a scientist observing a wild animal
She loomed over the empty spot where Nate’s body once was. She glared, trying to track down where he might of went, she took her time to observe. She’s aware this won’t be a one-time thing, more will come her way, she hasn’t noticed the robotic Aussie, but she had a feeling.
A pity, I guess he wasn’t dead after all, I really should’ve finished him off but his core was damaged. . .He’ll be my main target.
J looked weathered and disoriented but not injured in any sense. It seems like Nate made no attempt to retaliate. She eventually walked away, she functioned like normal, nothing out of the ordinary besides her attitude.
Tessa made sure her messenger bag had at least something to help protect herself with, before she began to venture out to the Outpost bunker, she was going to get more nylon.
Skipping along like Little Red Riding Hood, not realizing she was in any danger at all since she had now found a reason to be happy again after saving Nate and finding another drone to hold the spot Jaybird once held.
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The sound of a voice singing could be heard floating through the cold wind from just past the ridge
"Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me And he sang as he shoved that jumpbuck in his tucker bag You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me
Down came the squatter mounted on his thorough-bred Up came the troopers one, two, three Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag? You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me"
it was a woman's voice, with an Aussie accent.... what a stupid little soul, to be singing out in the open while there was a dangerous J on the prowl
She slowly emerged from the landing pod. Her optic sensors now alert, trying to figure out the source of the sound. A large bold X appears across her visor. Her mouth slightly opened, just enough for her fangs to be visible. She flew off, tracking down the women
She glides in the sky, getting closer to the source of the sound. She lands on a rooftop, looking over to see if anyones there. She had her claws drawn out.
Tessa realized what was going on, it was a surprise attack. She popped her wings out to throw off the wild J that attacked her. "Not today, robo-satan!" she shouted, before looking to the drone she had bucked off of her back like a wild county-fair-mare.
"Oh... Oh my goodness, no! I'm sorry," Tessa began to exclaim, before she saw the fangs and disheveledness of the J, and she lost that soft cozy demeanour, pulling out her battery-powered curling iron and setting it to high heat. "You want to dance?" she teased before her expression turned stern, "Then let me show you what 10 years of both ballroom dancing and self defense has taught me."
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The sound of a voice singing could be heard floating through the cold wind from just past the ridge
"Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me And he sang as he shoved that jumpbuck in his tucker bag You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me
Down came the squatter mounted on his thorough-bred Up came the troopers one, two, three Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag? You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me"
it was a woman's voice, with an Aussie accent.... what a stupid little soul, to be singing out in the open while there was a dangerous J on the prowl
She slowly emerged from the landing pod. Her optic sensors now alert, trying to figure out the source of the sound. A large bold X appears across her visor. Her mouth slightly opened, just enough for her fangs to be visible. She flew off, tracking down the women
She glides in the sky, getting closer to the source of the sound. She lands on a rooftop, looking over to see if anyones there. She had her claws drawn out.
Tessa wasn't backing down that easily as the hot tool got closer and closer to her, shoving it against the blade, it splintered into hot shards on J. "There's more where that came from!" the Aussie girl insisted, it felt horrible she had to fight the drone who looked like the drones she adored, but, she had to try.
She took a can of glitter spray and sprayed it at the drone's eyes, both the LED screen ones and the ones on the J's 'headband' clogging the eyesight worse.
"Effer-fucking-vescent," she mocked, gaining an opportunity to escape, she took it, flying backwards so she wouldn't be ambushed again.
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The sound of a voice singing could be heard floating through the cold wind from just past the ridge
"Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me And he sang as he shoved that jumpbuck in his tucker bag You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me
Down came the squatter mounted on his thorough-bred Up came the troopers one, two, three Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag? You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me"
it was a woman's voice, with an Aussie accent.... what a stupid little soul, to be singing out in the open while there was a dangerous J on the prowl
She slowly emerged from the landing pod. Her optic sensors now alert, trying to figure out the source of the sound. A large bold X appears across her visor. Her mouth slightly opened, just enough for her fangs to be visible. She flew off, tracking down the women
She glides in the sky, getting closer to the source of the sound. She lands on a rooftop, looking over to see if anyones there. She had her claws drawn out.
She glared at the bottles of manic panic that fell to the ground, she narrowly missed being plunged through straight concrete. "I WOULD have had more ammo, but you just broke it, AND THE NICE BAG MY EX-WIFE MADE ME," she was pissed but, decided to let herself at least get tackled down into the snow on the ground below, tucking and rolling out of the way at the last second before she started throwing jars of dye at the feral J, the colourful liquid going everywhere as they were thrown, even some splashback hitting RoboTessa's blue and white dress, but she didn't care at all, she wanted to get more space between her and this mean J.
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The sound of a voice singing could be heard floating through the cold wind from just past the ridge
"Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me And he sang as he shoved that jumpbuck in his tucker bag You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me
Down came the squatter mounted on his thorough-bred Up came the troopers one, two, three Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag? You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me"
it was a woman's voice, with an Aussie accent.... what a stupid little soul, to be singing out in the open while there was a dangerous J on the prowl
She slowly emerged from the landing pod. Her optic sensors now alert, trying to figure out the source of the sound. A large bold X appears across her visor. Her mouth slightly opened, just enough for her fangs to be visible. She flew off, tracking down the women
She glides in the sky, getting closer to the source of the sound. She lands on a rooftop, looking over to see if anyones there. She had her claws drawn out.
The ninja stars left slashes in her dress and one took off the bow ontop of her head, causing her to squeak in fright. She ran up to the J and grabbed J's hand, squeezing it twice firmly before she said with a grin, "Try repressing this!" she smile and licked J's hand before she continued to run to the outpost bunker
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The sound of a voice singing could be heard floating through the cold wind from just past the ridge
"Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me And he sang as he shoved that jumpbuck in his tucker bag You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me
Down came the squatter mounted on his thorough-bred Up came the troopers one, two, three Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag? You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me"
it was a woman's voice, with an Aussie accent.... what a stupid little soul, to be singing out in the open while there was a dangerous J on the prowl
She slowly emerged from the landing pod. Her optic sensors now alert, trying to figure out the source of the sound. A large bold X appears across her visor. Her mouth slightly opened, just enough for her fangs to be visible. She flew off, tracking down the women
She glides in the sky, getting closer to the source of the sound. She lands on a rooftop, looking over to see if anyones there. She had her claws drawn out.
The doors were getting closer. 50 yards, now 40, 30, 20... "Come on, Tessie, come on girl, fly faster!" she yelled at herself who was now flying forwards, her wings working overtime to give her extra thrust just to get away from the impending attack from the disassembly drone. She glanced back, seeing J getting closer, it'd be over if she got caught, she had to move quickly. "Work wings, work!" she exclaimed, the last 20 feet to the door and then.
BAM! Like the sound of an autocollision, RoboTessa was in the snow, underneath the feral J. She kicked and flailed, but her efforts were fruitless. Tessa's internal compressor kicked on, making her catch her breath but she was terrified.
She whimpered like a scared puppy. "I'm so sorry..." she whispered, LED tears falling from her visor's eyes.
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The sound of a voice singing could be heard floating through the cold wind from just past the ridge
"Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me And he sang as he shoved that jumpbuck in his tucker bag You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me
Down came the squatter mounted on his thorough-bred Up came the troopers one, two, three Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag? You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me"
it was a woman's voice, with an Aussie accent.... what a stupid little soul, to be singing out in the open while there was a dangerous J on the prowl
She slowly emerged from the landing pod. Her optic sensors now alert, trying to figure out the source of the sound. A large bold X appears across her visor. Her mouth slightly opened, just enough for her fangs to be visible. She flew off, tracking down the women
She glides in the sky, getting closer to the source of the sound. She lands on a rooftop, looking over to see if anyones there. She had her claws drawn out.
The sound of the claws dragging through her tresses made a repressed memory come to the forefront of Tessa's mind.
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"You let that little maid braid your hair again, didn't you?" Louisa shouted, drawing closer.
"Mother, please I!"
Louisa grabbed Tessa's wrist with her left hand and held up the sewing scissors in her right hand. "Too bad, and to think you looked so nice with longer front sections,"
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Tessa held her shoulder, the cold wind stinging her shoulders, the lightened weight of her security blanket leaving her core stinging with sorrow, LED tears streaming from her eyes. She screamed out in sorrow, holding what was left of one of her back plaits, "You're just as vile as my mother. Tell her hi when you go to Hell!" and with a swift kick to J's lower jaw, and taking a moment to push her shoulder ball back in, the drone Tessa ran through the now-open bunker doors and into the arms of her friend Jpeg, who had seen a HEAP of that unfold.
The door was slow to close, but she watched the J slowly rise from the kick.
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The sound of a voice singing could be heard floating through the cold wind from just past the ridge
"Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me And he sang as he shoved that jumpbuck in his tucker bag You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me
Down came the squatter mounted on his thorough-bred Up came the troopers one, two, three Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag? You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me"
it was a woman's voice, with an Aussie accent.... what a stupid little soul, to be singing out in the open while there was a dangerous J on the prowl
She slowly emerged from the landing pod. Her optic sensors now alert, trying to figure out the source of the sound. A large bold X appears across her visor. Her mouth slightly opened, just enough for her fangs to be visible. She flew off, tracking down the women
She glides in the sky, getting closer to the source of the sound. She lands on a rooftop, looking over to see if anyones there. She had her claws drawn out.
Tucks and rolls away, sadly losing her helmet as it comes off. "no!" she scurries back and grabs it before continuing to run full tilt. Tessa was gunning it full tilt through the cubicles to dodge the feral J, running backwards even at some parts.
I know you JUST patched things up with that Drone who calls herself Tessa, but you should scare her for fun again. You'll get promoted if you do it, and that means more branded pens.
I’LL DO IT, DEAL ACCEPTED.