In which I draw nubby art of my oc.
In which I wish I was a better rper and ACTUALLY rp.
She chuckles to herself; clearly amused.
Now isn’t this quite an entertaining predicament that I have activated.
It feels like there is something compressing my mind. I should take a stroll through this facility, shouldn’t I.
The thought of what could have changed; it excites me.
Hehe.
I don’t even know if I want to work on this anymore I am annoyed.
I can’t do hair on tegakie at all. Actually never.
My turret//Portal OC
There has not been much activity around the facility… I don not have anything to do but sit in this chamber and peruse through the charred remains of humans…
Is that strange? It may be very un-turret-like behaviour but I cannot help it. Is there a virus in my system? Perhaps.
-she stifles a laugh-
headlessgunman started following you
Oh, hello! A fellow gun wielder I see. It is a pleasure to meet you.
Oh…
The time has come hasn’t it…
The facility is burning.
I suppose I am not surprised; it was bound to happen sooner or later…
Is the anyone there?
…
Who am I to delude myself?
I am alone; I was always alone.
And alone will I be in the last moments of my mechanical life.
…
Farewell…
((Apologizes for the very sketchy quality of this image))
She feels something taking over her processes; a virus? But she cannot stop it. Slowly files are deleted. As substitute for tears, her eyes flicker in out. Her voice wavers on a brink. She is losing her mind.
“C-caught you outside the f-fac-cility, once
I r-remember your e-excuse.
B-but instead of c-cons-s-s-sidering it.
I shot you, I could n-not refuse.
You answered my q-question.
T-told m-me I was f-funtional.
Still I p-plead q-quiet fr-rustration
F-forgive me f-for causing your death.
I-it w-was w-what I w-was pr-programed t-to do.
…A-are you s-still t-t-t-t-here?”
androidturret-deactivated201202 asked: ((Best poem.))
((weh weh thank you *A*))
Slightly delusional, she sits in a corner of a room, staring out into space. She holds her knees against her chest, a her voice is a little eerie as she begins to speak.
“Little turret, little turret,
where does your corpse lie?
Knocked done from tests or incinerated,
oh how the time does fly.
When I saw you last,
you were but a child
but that was all in the past,
you are only a ghost now.”
androidturret started following you
Oh, greetings! I have not had the pleasure of your company in the longest time period. How have you been, my dear friend?
