@deedah Here's the oc I told you about!! Info about her below!
Serial Designation-T is a drone with a coding issue. She was only coded to play, not to serve and be a maid. Because of this she was incorrectly discarded. Tessa found her and fixed her up, dressing her up in similar clothing to her own instead of the maid uniform. Because of T's role as a playmate for the girl, Tessa gave her a proper name like Cyn, Tea because of children's tea parties. However, she's forgotten all of these details due to Cyn erasing a majority of the mansion's memories. She remembers she's close to Tessa, that won't become a problem! ...Right?
Like N, she loves doing anything! At least if you can make it into a game or make it fun! She's very bubbly and optimistic, seeing the best in most drones(despite often murdering them-). T is also a lesbian, and uses She/Her pronouns! I really enjoyed designing her and can't wait to explore her character :)
It's funny how my retour edits managed to predict 2/3 of the actual final 3 in a canon season, with Wayne and Julia usually being the stand-ins for Cody and Heather who made it to the final 3 of WT lol.
I was gonna put Caleb instead of Wayne to you know, match up with Al, but I figured since Valentine's Day is almost here, why not dedicate this edit to my second favourite reboot ship. Yes, for how much I talk and make edits around it, it's actually my second favourite, RajBow comes first.
I do plan on making an "I'm gonna make it" edit where Caleb is against Julia instead while Wayne takes Cody's place sometime in the future. I just wanted to experiment a little.
Bastien looked up for a moment, catching her eye. She bit her bottom lip, and he copied her before smiling, blushing, and looking back down at his game.
Her lips curled up into a mischievous grin.
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“Please vacate the room so as not to distract the other players,” he said slowly. He paused long enough to confirm she had listened, then nodded and turned to his right. “The same goes for you, Monsieur Nara.”
Nara.
Her head snapped around to where Shikamaru sat to her left. He looked up, his cheeks redder than when she’d last seen him, and from the infuriated look in his eyes, she was near-certain he was about to cause a fuss. But instead, Shikamaru rose from his chair, nodded politely and moved away from his table. He glanced down at the board Temari stood beside, frowned, and made a curious shape with his bottom lip before shuffling away with a quiet “Thanks.”'