γHere goes test number ... 53!γ
γ53 explosions! But hey? Maybe this one will finally be different.γ
γShe stands in the monastery courtyard...about to activate her attempt at a sentient machine.γ
γStill coming down from the total tantrum she had yesterday, she decied to sketch some blueprints. Well, the stage before blueprints. There were concepts sprawled out on her paper.γ
γAsshole or not, she had passions. I knowβit's crazy.γ
γShe's throwing rocks off the cliffs around the monastery, watching them catch the edges and fly all the way down. It's oddly satisfying. It also releases a lot of pent up anger.γ
γThe anger always came back though. Every time she looked back, she was hit with jealousy.γ
That is not even a name!!
MY NAME IS JORDANA!
Hear me?!
J O R D A N A !!!!
JORDANA!
Pull thid again, and I'll slam your face into the keyboard until the right name comes up!