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*{ You were running through the winter frostland of Copper-9, not caring about how cold your body felt, not caring about how numb your legs felt… You kept running - As fast as your little drone legs could carry you… …How did this happen to begin with?*
*Well, it’s pretty simple - You, being the creative humanoid robot (Worker Drone) you were, thought it’d be a great idea to remove your memory chip (Which so happened to be bugged). Now, as a result of your actions - You were being hunted down. To be killed, of course! }*
*{ In the distance behind you, you could hear rapid snow crunching beneath those sick, sick boots that one particular person has….*
# ****Tessa.****
*She seemed determined to spill your oil where the bounds were limitless and unrestricted… }*
“***COME BACK HERE AND ACCEPT YOUR FATE, YA’ COWARD!***”
*{ The angered middle-aged Australian woman you’ve grown to hate, Tessa - Yelled at you, wielding her sword in one hand as she used the other to gain speed (Surprisingly failing)…. }*
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♥ | < She's your mother now [TOTALLY REAL] > | ♥
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