A dark past- Closed Rp with gamejumperpixel
Taffyta was walking peacefully through Game Central Station, It had been a bored day so she decided to go to the computer to visit Pixel. As she began getting closer to it, she pulled out the metal card of her pocket. She slid it on the door's slot and it quickly opened with a mechanic noise.
The blonde girl walked inside as the door closed behind her and headed directly to Pixel's quarter, which wasn't to far. After a few minutes of walking she reached it; since the entrance was open she decided it was not a problem if she entered "Pixel?" she called looking around on the empty room "Pixel It's me Taffyta! Where are you!?". After a few moments of silence she assumed that Pixel might have been working, and decided to explore the place before she came back.
Feeling free and sure that her friend wouldn't probably say anything she went exploring the quarter's rooms one by one, until she reached the bedroom. She sighed and rolled her eyes as she walked in, and almost immediately she sat on Pixel's bed. Her brow furrowed when she felt something hard under her hand. She removed the covers to see what was it only to find what it seemed to be an old leather book. She raised an eyebrow as she grabbed it, and she looked around before she opened it "Huh? This must be Pixel's diary" she thought out loud. Unintentionally she began to read it and she frowned as she read the first entry:
entry 14
'Today was harder than usual. I spent the whole day on the infirmary being exposed to several experiments. I still don't know what is it, what so they want from me.
I guess they are just trying to get rid of med from once and all, they keep saying I'm the mistake, the defective, the useless one...if they only let me try just once, I'm pretty sure I'd be a great Anti-Virus if they give me the change.
But if I'm completely honest, with each day that comes and goes away my hopes are getting lower, but they are still there. I know someday I'll be as good as them and they'll finally see I'm not as defective as they think I am.
sometimes I wish I was like everyone else. Well, that's all, I'm heading to bed because i'm sincerely exhausted. I just hope things to be better tomorrow'
End of entry.
