For me, Abigail

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Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...

I- oh... I'm... I'm really sorry, no one should have to go through that... but I promise the Affini can make it all better...

I could blow your brains out right now, you know. You'd come back, but you'd remember the pain.

I um... oh gosh... this is um... a um... a strange situation...

I- I um

You're not giving me a reason, floret. You are a traitor to Terra, utter scum. I should feel your crimson splatter across my hands when I pull the trigger.

I- I- I-

Nothing? Okay.

Oh g-gosh... oh g-gosh.... i- i- oh wow I...

FOR FUCKS SAKE! JUST SAY SOMETHING ALREADY! YOU THINK I HAVE ALL DAY!?

*I look strangely saddened by the lack of a shower of coolant and sparks*

G-guess I'll just... do this the o-old fashioned way... ahahaha...

{When Abby feels a spray of coolant hit her arm, she stops. Looking down at her handiwork and dropping the gun, tears streaming down her face.}

{Abby slowly begins to realise what is really happening here. And her face, along with the tears, curls up in utter disgust.}

FUCK YOU!! I DO WHAT I WANT!!

M-mrauww? kzzzztttt...

I um... I- kzzztttt

{Abby grumbles something in her sometimes indeceipherable English accent.}

I- I kzzzttt can't... You're on top of kzzzttt me...

sight

Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...

I- oh... I'm... I'm really sorry, no one should have to go through that... but I promise the Affini can make it all better...

I could blow your brains out right now, you know. You'd come back, but you'd remember the pain.

I um... oh gosh... this is um... a um... a strange situation...

I- I um

You're not giving me a reason, floret. You are a traitor to Terra, utter scum. I should feel your crimson splatter across my hands when I pull the trigger.

I- I- I-

Nothing? Okay.

Oh g-gosh... oh g-gosh.... i- i- oh wow I...

FOR FUCKS SAKE! JUST SAY SOMETHING ALREADY! YOU THINK I HAVE ALL DAY!?

*I look strangely saddened by the lack of a shower of coolant and sparks*

G-guess I'll just... do this the o-old fashioned way... ahahaha...

{When Abby feels a spray of coolant hit her arm, she stops. Looking down at her handiwork and dropping the gun, tears streaming down her face.}

{Abby slowly begins to realise what is really happening here. And her face, along with the tears, curls up in utter disgust.}

FUCK YOU!! I DO WHAT I WANT!!

M-mrauww? kzzzztttt...

I um... I- kzzztttt

{Abby grumbles something in her sometimes indeceipherable English accent.}

sight

Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...

I- oh... I'm... I'm really sorry, no one should have to go through that... but I promise the Affini can make it all better...

I could blow your brains out right now, you know. You'd come back, but you'd remember the pain.

I um... oh gosh... this is um... a um... a strange situation...

I- I um

You're not giving me a reason, floret. You are a traitor to Terra, utter scum. I should feel your crimson splatter across my hands when I pull the trigger.

I- I- I-

Nothing? Okay.

Oh g-gosh... oh g-gosh.... i- i- oh wow I...

FOR FUCKS SAKE! JUST SAY SOMETHING ALREADY! YOU THINK I HAVE ALL DAY!?

*I look strangely saddened by the lack of a shower of coolant and sparks*

G-guess I'll just... do this the o-old fashioned way... ahahaha...

{When Abby feels a spray of coolant hit her arm, she stops. Looking down at her handiwork and dropping the gun, tears streaming down her face.}

{Abby slowly begins to realise what is really happening here. And her face, along with the tears, curls up in utter disgust.}

FUCK YOU!! I DO WHAT I WANT!!

M-mrauww? kzzzztttt...

I um... I- kzzztttt

sight

Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...

I- oh... I'm... I'm really sorry, no one should have to go through that... but I promise the Affini can make it all better...

I could blow your brains out right now, you know. You'd come back, but you'd remember the pain.

I um... oh gosh... this is um... a um... a strange situation...

I- I um

You're not giving me a reason, floret. You are a traitor to Terra, utter scum. I should feel your crimson splatter across my hands when I pull the trigger.

I- I- I-

Nothing? Okay.

Oh g-gosh... oh g-gosh.... i- i- oh wow I...

FOR FUCKS SAKE! JUST SAY SOMETHING ALREADY! YOU THINK I HAVE ALL DAY!?

*I look strangely saddened by the lack of a shower of coolant and sparks*

G-guess I'll just... do this the o-old fashioned way... ahahaha...

{When Abby feels a spray of coolant hit her arm, she stops. Looking down at her handiwork and dropping the gun, tears streaming down her face.}

{Abby slowly begins to realise what is really happening here. And her face, along with the tears, curls up in utter disgust.}

FUCK YOU!! I DO WHAT I WANT!!

M-mrauww? kzzzztttt...

sight

Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...

I- oh... I'm... I'm really sorry, no one should have to go through that... but I promise the Affini can make it all better...

I could blow your brains out right now, you know. You'd come back, but you'd remember the pain.

I um... oh gosh... this is um... a um... a strange situation...

I- I um

You're not giving me a reason, floret. You are a traitor to Terra, utter scum. I should feel your crimson splatter across my hands when I pull the trigger.

I- I- I-

Nothing? Okay.

Oh g-gosh... oh g-gosh.... i- i- oh wow I...

FOR FUCKS SAKE! JUST SAY SOMETHING ALREADY! YOU THINK I HAVE ALL DAY!?

*I look strangely saddened by the lack of a shower of coolant and sparks*

G-guess I'll just... do this the o-old fashioned way... ahahaha...

{When Abby feels a spray of coolant hit her arm, she stops. Looking down at her handiwork and dropping the gun, tears streaming down her face.}

{Abby slowly begins to realise what is really happening here. And her face, along with the tears, curls up in utter disgust.}

FUCK YOU!! I DO WHAT I WANT!!

sight

Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...

I- oh... I'm... I'm really sorry, no one should have to go through that... but I promise the Affini can make it all better...

I could blow your brains out right now, you know. You'd come back, but you'd remember the pain.

I um... oh gosh... this is um... a um... a strange situation...

I- I um

You're not giving me a reason, floret. You are a traitor to Terra, utter scum. I should feel your crimson splatter across my hands when I pull the trigger.

I- I- I-

Nothing? Okay.

Oh g-gosh... oh g-gosh.... i- i- oh wow I...

FOR FUCKS SAKE! JUST SAY SOMETHING ALREADY! YOU THINK I HAVE ALL DAY!?

*I look strangely saddened by the lack of a shower of coolant and sparks*

G-guess I'll just... do this the o-old fashioned way... ahahaha...

{When Abby feels a spray of coolant hit her arm, she stops. Looking down at her handiwork and dropping the gun, tears streaming down her face.}

{Abby slowly begins to realise what is really happening here. And her face, along with the tears, curls up in utter disgust.}

sight

Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...

I- oh... I'm... I'm really sorry, no one should have to go through that... but I promise the Affini can make it all better...

I could blow your brains out right now, you know. You'd come back, but you'd remember the pain.

I um... oh gosh... this is um... a um... a strange situation...

I- I um

You're not giving me a reason, floret. You are a traitor to Terra, utter scum. I should feel your crimson splatter across my hands when I pull the trigger.

I- I- I-

Nothing? Okay.

Oh g-gosh... oh g-gosh.... i- i- oh wow I...

FOR FUCKS SAKE! JUST SAY SOMETHING ALREADY! YOU THINK I HAVE ALL DAY!?

*I look strangely saddened by the lack of a shower of coolant and sparks*

G-guess I'll just... do this the o-old fashioned way... ahahaha...

{When Abby feels a spray of coolant hit her arm, she stops. Looking down at her handiwork and dropping the gun, tears streaming down her face.}

sight

Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...

I- oh... I'm... I'm really sorry, no one should have to go through that... but I promise the Affini can make it all better...

I could blow your brains out right now, you know. You'd come back, but you'd remember the pain.

I um... oh gosh... this is um... a um... a strange situation...

I- I um

You're not giving me a reason, floret. You are a traitor to Terra, utter scum. I should feel your crimson splatter across my hands when I pull the trigger.

I- I- I-

Nothing? Okay.

Oh g-gosh... oh g-gosh.... i- i- oh wow I...

FOR FUCKS SAKE! JUST SAY SOMETHING ALREADY! YOU THINK I HAVE ALL DAY!?

*I look strangely saddened by the lack of a shower of coolant and sparks*

G-guess I'll just... do this the o-old fashioned way... ahahaha...

sight

Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...

I- oh... I'm... I'm really sorry, no one should have to go through that... but I promise the Affini can make it all better...

I could blow your brains out right now, you know. You'd come back, but you'd remember the pain.

I um... oh gosh... this is um... a um... a strange situation...

I- I um

You're not giving me a reason, floret. You are a traitor to Terra, utter scum. I should feel your crimson splatter across my hands when I pull the trigger.

I- I- I-

Nothing? Okay.

Oh g-gosh... oh g-gosh.... i- i- oh wow I...

FOR FUCKS SAKE! JUST SAY SOMETHING ALREADY! YOU THINK I HAVE ALL DAY!?

sight

Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...

I- oh... I'm... I'm really sorry, no one should have to go through that... but I promise the Affini can make it all better...

I could blow your brains out right now, you know. You'd come back, but you'd remember the pain.

I um... oh gosh... this is um... a um... a strange situation...

I- I um

You're not giving me a reason, floret. You are a traitor to Terra, utter scum. I should feel your crimson splatter across my hands when I pull the trigger.

I- I- I-

Nothing? Okay.

sight

Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...

I- oh... I'm... I'm really sorry, no one should have to go through that... but I promise the Affini can make it all better...

I could blow your brains out right now, you know. You'd come back, but you'd remember the pain.

I um... oh gosh... this is um... a um... a strange situation...

I- I um

You're not giving me a reason, floret. You are a traitor to Terra, utter scum. I should feel your crimson splatter across my hands when I pull the trigger.

Hypothetically, do porcelain dolls exist in the Compact? If someone was to get captured, would you turn them into a cute doll?

I- I am NOT a doll. You cannot be both puppy and doll at the same time. That is stupid. And and and... and I'm not a puppy, weeither. ikmncim im a good free terean yerr terran and i wont have you slandering me. yylu xeno.

Cute little porcelain puppy, the closet is glass

I accepted that I am trans a while ago... as much as it hurt to betray God and Christ... if I had lived life as a man any longer, holy shit... it would have been agonising.

G-gah! A-ahahaha... aha! Y-you! I'm t-tellin' that to you, y-you bloody ne-nettle..

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Oh stars what a precious little puppydoll! Good puppydolls like you are so tired of thinking and having a personhood right? It's okay Dearie, there's ways to take breaks from that

I'm not t tt aking your drugs. You disi duid d disgusting yhing. I do no not want to be made pf porcelan and be loved. Thats stipid stupid traitorthought. Bad.

sight

Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...

I- oh... I'm... I'm really sorry, no one should have to go through that... but I promise the Affini can make it all better...

I could blow your brains out right now, you know. You'd come back, but you'd remember the pain.

I um... oh gosh... this is um... a um... a strange situation...

sight

Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...

I- oh... I'm... I'm really sorry, no one should have to go through that... but I promise the Affini can make it all better...

I could blow your brains out right now, you know. You'd come back, but you'd remember the pain.

Hypothetically, do porcelain dolls exist in the Compact? If someone was to get captured, would you turn them into a cute doll?

I- I am NOT a doll. You cannot be both puppy and doll at the same time. That is stupid. And and and... and I'm not a puppy, weeither. ikmncim im a good free terean yerr terran and i wont have you slandering me. yylu xeno.

Cute little porcelain puppy, the closet is glass

I accepted that I am trans a while ago... as much as it hurt to betray God and Christ... if I had lived life as a man any longer, holy shit... it would have been agonising.

G-gah! A-ahahaha... aha! Y-you! I'm t-tellin' that to you, y-you bloody ne-nettle..

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sight

Mrauwww how come I never get these funny messages

*I walk into your room in the Prowler with the remote access body*

{Abby is in one heck of a state, she is still in her flightsuit, her tail does not wag when her friend enters... instead, she snarls.}

I'm here to "taste the cold steel" ehehehe, mrauwww

{Abby rummages through her piles of stuff, looking for the cold steel... she finds her favorite rifle she must have somehow got her hands on. A 1903 Springfield.}

Hey, um, be careful with that alright?

When they came to my world. They- they started descending onto the streets! "R-rescuing" people! I ran and ran t-through the fields surrounding my home...