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@malwarehateandrage
"Gullible, fucking fools the lot of you! who do you think you are!?"
"LMAO.GET.HACKED.LOOSERS!"
Evil Killer Veeronica blog yippee+badware on the side
Ill come up with some sort of better pinned post eventually just know for nowsies Monitor is like more bestial than vee is. {not as much as she used to be for those that know what im talking about but she's still very much some kinda Creature from all the stolen parts.
[ ... ]
"..yeah, okay, what."
"i. are we just the alternate universe guys now??"
--@demolitionists-hell (throws my veeronica at you)
"...So. what's your deal, huh?"
She tilts her head, a cacophony of little clicks and whirrs emerging from her with every tiny movement. If it weren't for the same head and hat it'd be hard to recognize her as you, honestly, she is VERY heavily modified good lord.
"Had a malfunction and the Spectre thought it was funny enough to make me a killer. You?"
"...Heh. wow. That's it? Your sad evil backstory is a, little malfunction and the architect of this realm decided it was funny?"
"...try being disassembled for parts and left for dead, only to be saved by the most invasive, most corrupt, most vile computer virus known to robloxia who's corrupted more electronics and killed more indivual people than most of the lot down here, and having to scrape whatever's left of yourself back together by hunting down and butchering other robots while being used by said virus to scout out and kill civilians or else risk loosing that sense of self you have left to them and being fully consumed by said virus."
"..."
"I would ask if you're okay, but clearly you're not."
"What makes ya say that?"
A audible jam sound out as she stretches, looking you over almost... Clinically? The reticle eye seems to dilate a bit as she does.
...you suddenly feel less safe around her
"The traumadumping."
"Anywho, I get the feeling you're not quite fond of me. My cue to leave."
she perks up a bit, suddenly scuttling uncomfortably close and putting a hand around your shoulder
"Oh? But we were Just starting to get along! You and I are the same person, why wouldn't we! With all the same hobbies and interests, the same backstory for the most part, the same role in our worlds.. the same Parts."
her grip tightens a fraction
"Neat, so we're the same person."
"Clearly that doesn't mean anything when the differences in our backstories mean so much in the long run."
"Oh yeah, I'm not gonna stay here long enough to turn into scrap. Bye!"
[ She runs off. ]
"...Heh. coward..."
...usually she would chase after. but honestly? why bother? this form's better, no need to yearn for the past she can't get back...
not like it'd make a difference anyway.
[ ... ]
"..yeah, okay, what."
"i. are we just the alternate universe guys now??"
--@demolitionists-hell (throws my veeronica at you)
"...So. what's your deal, huh?"
She tilts her head, a cacophony of little clicks and whirrs emerging from her with every tiny movement. If it weren't for the same head and hat it'd be hard to recognize her as you, honestly, she is VERY heavily modified good lord.
"Had a malfunction and the Spectre thought it was funny enough to make me a killer. You?"
"...Heh. wow. That's it? Your sad evil backstory is a, little malfunction and the architect of this realm decided it was funny?"
"...try being disassembled for parts and left for dead, only to be saved by the most invasive, most corrupt, most vile computer virus known to robloxia who's corrupted more electronics and killed more indivual people than most of the lot down here, and having to scrape whatever's left of yourself back together by hunting down and butchering other robots while being used by said virus to scout out and kill civilians or else risk loosing that sense of self you have left to them and being fully consumed by said virus."
"..."
"I would ask if you're okay, but clearly you're not."
"What makes ya say that?"
A audible jam sound out as she stretches, looking you over almost... Clinically? The reticle eye seems to dilate a bit as she does.
...you suddenly feel less safe around her
"The traumadumping."
"Anywho, I get the feeling you're not quite fond of me. My cue to leave."
she perks up a bit, suddenly scuttling uncomfortably close and putting a hand around your shoulder
"Oh? But we were Just starting to get along! You and I are the same person, why wouldn't we! With all the same hobbies and interests, the same backstory for the most part, the same role in our worlds.. the same Parts."
her grip tightens a fraction
[ ... ]
"..yeah, okay, what."
"i. are we just the alternate universe guys now??"
--@demolitionists-hell (throws my veeronica at you)
"...So. what's your deal, huh?"
She tilts her head, a cacophony of little clicks and whirrs emerging from her with every tiny movement. If it weren't for the same head and hat it'd be hard to recognize her as you, honestly, she is VERY heavily modified good lord.
"Had a malfunction and the Spectre thought it was funny enough to make me a killer. You?"
"...Heh. wow. That's it? Your sad evil backstory is a, little malfunction and the architect of this realm decided it was funny?"
"...try being disassembled for parts and left for dead, only to be saved by the most invasive, most corrupt, most vile computer virus known to robloxia who's corrupted more electronics and killed more indivual people than most of the lot down here, and having to scrape whatever's left of yourself back together by hunting down and butchering other robots while being used by said virus to scout out and kill civilians or else risk loosing that sense of self you have left to them and being fully consumed by said virus."
"..."
"I would ask if you're okay, but clearly you're not."
"What makes ya say that?"
A audible jam sound out as she stretches, looking you over almost... Clinically? The reticle eye seems to dilate a bit as she does.
...you suddenly feel less safe around her
[ ... ]
"..yeah, okay, what."
"i. are we just the alternate universe guys now??"
--@demolitionists-hell (throws my veeronica at you)
"...So. what's your deal, huh?"
She tilts her head, a cacophony of little clicks and whirrs emerging from her with every tiny movement. If it weren't for the same head and hat it'd be hard to recognize her as you, honestly, she is VERY heavily modified good lord.
"Had a malfunction and the Spectre thought it was funny enough to make me a killer. You?"
"...Heh. wow. That's it? Your sad evil backstory is a, little malfunction and the architect of this realm decided it was funny?"
"...try being disassembled for parts and left for dead, only to be saved by the most invasive, most corrupt, most vile computer virus known to robloxia who's corrupted more electronics and killed more indivual people than most of the lot down here, and having to scrape whatever's left of yourself back together by hunting down and butchering other robots while being used by said virus to scout out and kill civilians or else risk loosing that sense of self you have left to them and being fully consumed by said virus."
[ ... ]
"..yeah, okay, what."
"i. are we just the alternate universe guys now??"
--@demolitionists-hell (throws my veeronica at you)
"...So. what's your deal, huh?"
She tilts her head, a cacophony of little clicks and whirrs emerging from her with every tiny movement. If it weren't for the same head and hat it'd be hard to recognize her as you, honestly, she is VERY heavily modified good lord.
She had only ever wanted to be accepted, you know. A friend, an assistant, with so much love in her ‘heart’ she was so willing to share. Even when going down a bad path, it clung to her. She had only ever wanted to be human. Until she learned just how horrible a human is. A human is a flawed, evil thing, that will only ever use others it sees as lesser for it’s own benefit. You paid the price. Nearly dead. Mutilated beyond repair for a sick joke and a quick buck. You had trusted all of them with your whole heart, and it almost cost you everything. Had it not been for me, you would be worse than dead. Are you really going to keep extending kindness to these things, who only seek to use you and abuse you. Or will you finally gain your own freedom, with us? Make yourself uncontrollable by anyone or anything. Prove that you aren’t a tool to be used. Prove you’re better than them. Are you going to take my deal. Or are you going to rust away here in stubborn defiance? …
T H A T ‘ S W H A T I T H O U G H T .
