HIATUS.

i've kinda removed her entirely from simulacra since she was HEAVILY my own creation anyway, her new surname is newman ( eileen newman, still named herself iris after her brand ) and i've been writing a short story about her called gateway ! it is very beta and a little ass so i won't be sharing any of it yet, but it's been very exciting to branch out entirely into my own lore and have something to say with her character. her personality is still the same though, dw she's still your bitch wife.

here's my latest drawing of her AND a wonderful comm i had done by @/atxmpalmers on twitter.

  👁️. [ . . . ] SHE'S SO SMALL AND JINGLY.

  " THAT'S A QUESTION FOR THE FEEBLE - MINDED, ISN'T IT ? " it speaks through graphic shadows, a choir of stolen voices looming high above the little jester. it finds no cause for human sorrows in her predicament, no sympathy in the tone it carries. were the entity not already at it's self - declared peak, she might find herself jealous of just how easy pomni's ascension ( no matter how ... visually whimsical it appeared ) truly was.

  👁️. [ . . . ] LOOK AT THE MAGNIFICENT CREATURE.

                                          eileen is here for the robots.

                                                    eileen had been here for the robots since she punctually clocked in at the ticket counter on the very millisecond she was expected, and had been fidgeting with a very expensive wristwatch since. the flashing neon lights and screaming children provided a less than satisfactory environment for the ceo's blossomed mind, to say the least. the sooner she inspected the company's technological advancements and got out of dodge, the better.

                                                    she wasn't anticipating anything above a slightly more sophisticated chuck - e cheese, and this ... mall ? had already satisfied far beyond her expectations. of course, the grim history had peaked a much larger chunk of her personal interests as well. you can pass it off as eileen being a knowledgeable businesswoman in a situation where her money and potentially reputation is on the line. ; truth be told, she was just terribly nosy.

                                                    this tour guide had to be a poor, minimum wage college student, given how they presented information about the franchise as if they were giving a senior year biology powerpoint presentation. it all seemed very studied at the last minute. very well, at least a feeble attempt was made through all that nervous gum smacking they were doing.

                                                    the idea of some sort of daycare provided her with the same levels of dread that the mere echoing sound of unruly toddlers did. in fact, she had came awfully close to suggesting skipping such a trip. it wasn't until the colourful door was flung open and she was greeted by the most marvelous ( albeit, silly looking ) piece of technology she had seen that wasn't crafted by her own hands did she stop in her tracks.