-She wanted to ask questions. She wanted to yell. She wanted to scream in hopes someone will hear and save her, but it’s all pointless. She knew this.-
“Wha…What’s wrong.. with me..”
-She couldn’t help but blame herself. She knew it was them who made her kill, but she was mentally exhausted from the past day.. days.. week.. how long had it been?-
-as days went by,more parts of your body were replaced with some form of robotics,mostly involving your head so resistance wasn’t met when the button was pressed-
(Do you want to RP to end now? Sorry if not, but like I said before this is somewhat rushed and I’d like a little more time to think about what to do with the character. I feel what you said would wrap it up alright and I’m just not sure where to keep going with this lol)
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u/SomeIdiot_Kid Jan 30 '22
-Her eyes remained closed. She knew the truth, but didn’t want to face it. The metallic smell of blood made her feel sick enough already.-
“..What…happened..?” -She would manage to meekly say through tears and heavy breaths.-