Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20190117013150/@comment-13488655-20190729175624

"..... The hell?...." Was all Tyrian could mutter at this point. What else could she do? Not even in her wildest fantasies could she have ever imagined her meeting with her father being like this. she imagined a nice talk at a cafe. Not standing infront of some sort of unnatural cyborg zombie.

"Speak up! I didn't give birth to a coward." The machine called out to Tyrian in distain at her shock, seeing it as weakness. Weakness in his bloodline? Was his legacy really that damned for his own daughter to feel fear at a machine?