❛ What happened? ❜ for my sweet nasod queen
Concerned / Sentence Prompts.
She, for once, did not look dignified. There was no regality in her posture, her feet dragging across the ground. She was not broken outwardly so, but her eyes did not lighten, her lips fallen into a soft frown.
To say Eve was like any other Nasod was a laugh. A joke of an old man who had programmed her to say and think she was nothing more than a backup file for all codes given to her. Only when it had gotten too far had she learned the true intent behind her creation, behind what she was. Queen of Nasods. A silly title. A true one, but a silly one.
Add’s voice breaks through the thoughts, code strung together into coherent thoughts, opinions, options…
“ I made a mistake. ”
She says it, and her tone does not give away the doubt that’s circling her insides.
“ I … put in the wrong code while attempting to develop an update for Remy. He is now under until I can fully have him up and running once more. ”













