#originalpartyrobot

The life of a muse seems like one big game in the eyes of muns. We’re their entertainment—their source of drama. Obviously they don’t have enough drama of their own…however, we can’t really complain. It’s their boredom that caused you to be created in the first place. And as much as you hate being their little puppet, sometimes it’s necessary for your life to be ‘spiced up’.  You see, there’s a fine line between the fictional life of a muse and the set life of a character. As a muse, your very existence hangs in the balance of whether your mun still favors you or not—or whether other muns favor you. As important as it is to keep your own mun interested, it’s equally important to remain popular with other muns and their muses.

I guess I can’t really complain, my life is full of creatures who are in the same boat as me. All with hectic lifestyles. All with unbearable muns. It’s hard to argue with the one who controls your life and can take it all away. In a way, I should consider myself lucky. Like all muses I started out as a character. Just an idea. Only the most complicated and well made characters get the chance to become a muse. I’ve heard all kinds of stories on the change. Terrible stories of characters being upgraded into muses, but they didn’t thrive so they were changed back…then slowly just stopped existing altogether. This process is call being cut off.

As impossible as it seems, I  –myself—am in a state of complete terror. I think I’ve been cut off. When one fully analyses the situation, I sound crazy. I mean, I was popular. I was thriving! I had the favor of many muns and had many relationships with other muses. My life was crazy and full of hardships. I endured it all, knowing it was the only way to stay alive.

We didn’t have a choice. We never really had a choice.

At first I thought I was losing my husband. For months he’s been disappearing and reappearing. The typical signs of a muse who’s existence is being threatened. Then I stopped seeing him altogether. My heart was filled with pain and anguish. I searched and searched; called him five times a day. I kept getting his voicemail—unchanged. It took a couple days to wrap my head around it, but it finally came through. I would never see my husband again.

Unable to cope at the time, I locked me and my children away in the house until I was able to face it all. However it really didn’t take long to realize there was more to all this. I haven’t heard from any of my friends; only calls I ever received were form work. Spike. I’ll invite Spike. Just the thought of his arms hugging her tightly was a comfort. She dialed his number quickly but got his voicemail. She left a message and called Dapper. Same. She called their home phone. Same. Now something wasn’t right. Morisot called ever muse she had ever known. She called Yang, Yin, and Yuan. No one answered. She called Metalhead and Dart. Even Joy. Eventually I ran out of people.

It wasn’t possible. It couldn’t have been possible. I went on my phone to check on last thing. I checked the news— the weather— anything that changed often. It had been days and nothing had changed except for the date. Snow was still expected, and the same one-day Christmas sells were plastered all over. It’s like time had stopped, but kept going at the same time..

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Morisot stared at her phone with wide eyes. Thick, hot tears slowly made their way down her cheeks. She wasn’t a muse anymore. It was every muse’s nightmare, and it was happening to her. She had been cut off. She was a character now, and it was only a matter of time that her mun would toss her aside and go with the next best thing.

“No!” She threw her phone on the ground, causing it to shatter. “I’m not going to die! I refuse to die!” She staggered backwards until she hit a wall. “I can’t…If I’m gone Eakins will be..and Kei..” She wiped her eyes and fixed her hair. “No, if I can’t be a muse….well…then I’ll be something else!” She grabbed her clothes and threw them on, but they weren’t the clothes she usually wears to hide herself.

‘If I’ve really be cut off,’ she thought. ‘Then I won’t get anymore then gasps and screams.  No one will attack me. There’s no corporation to watch out for anymore.’

Mo ran back and grabbed Kei. “Eakins, throw your jacket on and come. We’re going on an adventure.”

The small tot nodded and grabbed his hoodie from the floor. Soon they were all running to the car and piling in. “Mummy?”

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“What happened to Forest and Luci?”

His mother paused. Eakins might never seen Dappertello’s children again…they were his best friends. “..They moved away. If Dapper lets me know where, I’ll tell you first.”

“Oh..” Eakins voice sounded so defeated. “We can’t reach them anymore, can we?”

“No..we can’t.”

His big grey eyes looked out the window as his mother pulled out of the driveway. “Is something happening to us?” Eakins was a smart kid. She had noticed he seemed a little disoriented form time to time, but had tried to keep the whole situation a secret from him. The kid’s just smart.

“I’m afraid so.”

Karai looking at the creature. It impressed her, because she never seen a robot enough closer.

"Oh? How so...?"