[text] ⚙ burn my dread

[fuhgeddaboudit]

I don't understand.

She was an experiment just like me, wasn't she? She should get how much it hurts. Doesn't she have a heart of her own?

I feel sorry for her, but I hate this place.

I hate this place i hate this placeihatethisplaceihatethisplace

[There was a pause--it was like a record had gotten stuck and a moment was taken to put the needle back in place.]

I'm not feeling well. I think I am going to be on floor 25 later if anyone needs me for anything.

[Sure enough, she'd stick around the terminal for a little longer before heading straight to the meadow. Sitting down on the ground and pulling her knees to her chest, the robotic girl looked remarkably like a human would if that human was trying not to projectile vomit in disgust.]

Comments

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[doesnotgetit]

They didn't have any flowers growing on the island? Not even in the areas you were allowed to walk in?

[That's a little sad... even in the virtual world inside of the Moon Cell, there had been a small garden between the school and church. She could enjoy that, at least.]

[Action]

[fuhgeddaboudit]

There probably were, somewhere. There were trees an' grass, that kinda stuff.

[Action]

[doesnotgetit]

... Well. I suppose that could be nice. If they had let you out during the day, I bet laying under the shade of a tree would have been pretty soothing.