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(for Feral J AU RT) You needed a haircut anyways, it was too long!

That's really hurtful, anon! It wasn't JUST hair, it was a lovely gift from my old J. She spent HOURS weaving it and styling it.. it kept me warm and it made me feel safe... I will have to wait a while before it grows back, but I will grow it back out nice and long and I will be more careful next time. But be more kind with the words you say, it's really hurtful to say that to a girl who already had PTSD in regards to unwanted haircuts.

"I think braids sound lovely, Jaybird," she giggled joyfully, she crossed one leg over the other to get more comfortable, trilling eagerly, "Maybe though one big braid at the back, it'd be a fun tiny change up."

The First Sight - @xxrobotessaxx

The worker drone rubbed her LED screen, the bright light shining on her from the desk lamp above was bothering her. "Five more minutes..." she groaned, laying back down on her side. Wait... what? She turned over, scanning around with her platinum LED eyes until she finally saw the drone Tessa with the pale blue eyes. "I guess I'm no longer just the protectress in your dreams then?"

"Oh, you make me feel like a mausoleum full of Luna Moths, Jaybird," she responded to the compliment, feeling the braid finished being styled, the familiar weight of the hair she felt fully again, smiling joyfully before she pulled it over her shoulder and ran her hands down the length admiring J's handiwork. "It's so perfect, thank, you Jaybird!"

The First Sight - @xxrobotessaxx

The worker drone rubbed her LED screen, the bright light shining on her from the desk lamp above was bothering her. "Five more minutes..." she groaned, laying back down on her side. Wait... what? She turned over, scanning around with her platinum LED eyes until she finally saw the drone Tessa with the pale blue eyes. "I guess I'm no longer just the protectress in your dreams then?"

Ref Sketch for Mauled Tessa - Feral J AU

@copper-9spurgatory is to thank for this... uhhh... "avant-garde" hairstyle.

part of the Feral J AU

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.

J's voice made her jump slightly, before she looked over in the dark to the J she had created after her J vanished. "S-s-sorry Jaybird, I... I'm r-right," the drone with the dark turquoise tangles greeted sadly, but she clearly wasn't alright at all.

The mere suggestion of J even being an inch away from her hair made her flinch, holding her ponytail close like it was a beloved toy that someone wanted to take away from her. "I don't... I don't think that's wise, J..." she advised, looking away in embarrassment, admitting sorrowfully as she trembled having noticed the legs J was using, "I... I'd prefer if you didn't wear your armoured form's legs at home... They remind me of..." she paused, thinking about the big scary J that had hunted her down, ambushed her and broke her shoulder and also stole Tessa's confidence.

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.

Tessa's LED eyes lit up brighter, she was shocked by the fact that the J she had built when her J vanished WAS her J. "... I'm... I'm so sorry I didn't see you and was so engulfed with grieving that I neglected to notice you were right here..." She rubbed her right hand over her knotted ponytail and replied, "It was very stupid of me to chase down that other J... Studying her... trying to save her... only for my singing to get me in a heap of trouble..."

She felt scared at the thought of a J anywhere near her hair, but... she knew how bad it was. She was a hairdresser... well WAS, she had all her work on back order for the last 4 days, but she didn't have the strength or will power to undo all the knots, and the thought of cropping it short made her terrified.

She took J's right hand in her left hand and kissed the back of it softly. "I'll go take a bath... I'll meet you in the living room after... I'm so sorry I let things get this bad..." she admitted before letting her darling J's hand go, she turned to go use their shared bathroom, but glanced back over her shoulder before responding, "I'm... I'm so happy you're back... You've always been able to pull me back from the brink."

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.

After a while, Tessa emerged from the room, wearing a black puffy dress with white bows and lace, she held a bag of the bottles of oil in her hand. Her tangled hair, no longer bound by a dirty scrunchy, was now freshly washed, the colour a little lighter now since all the grime was washed off.

"H-hi Jaybird..." she greeted shyly, making her way to the recycling bin by the front door as she put the oil containers in there. She walked over and sat on the floor in front of the couch, trembling a little, the thought of any J placing even a finger on her hair made her afraid, but, she needed the help.

"Alright... I'm as r-ready as I'm going to be," Tessa replied with some fright in her voice, she held her gauntlets to self soothe.

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.

The Robotic Tessa was afraid at first, and then, that song... The song she had thought was about her when she was a tot, back before any drones, doing her best to sit still for her Father back when he cared as he redid her braids and retied all her ribbons. A fairly faded out and fuzzy memory, but... that song, it made Tessa feel safe.

She remembered why she loved to sing. All those songs she would sing, they were songs she learned when she was little, and they were both a comfort and an auditory stim.

Tessa sat nice and still, feeling her J working though the tangles carefully, surprised that despite the tangles, there was a very light pull but no strain signals came from the clasps.

She eventually waited for a pause in J's brushing as she remarked, "This... this feels nice..."

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.

Tessa felt something, she felt something she hadn't felt in a while. She felt comfortable around J again, despite her J wearing the disassembly drone legs and one disassembly drone gauntlet.

She leaned her back against her girlfriend's legs and let out a small happy squeak of joy.

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.

"Jaybird, can you reschedule all my appointments for tomorrow and the next day? I... I want to try to get back to helping drones again," the former Elliott heiress asked gently, tilting her head back so she could make eye-contact with her girlfriend, "Having a hairstyle I couldn't stand... I don't want anyone else to have to bear that burden of low self-esteem."

She trembled a little at a thought before she had the courage to put it into words, she fidgeted with the tulle of her skirt. "C-could you bite my other shoulder... the one that doesn't have as many scars on it... J-just... if I get scared and ask you to stop, please could you?"

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.

Tessa blushed at J's teasing, awaiting the bite. The second she felt the drone clamp down, she felt that fear that night, but... it faded, recognizing the biting style. It infact was her J.

She let out a joyful squeak, recognizing the tingle of the warning signals that she had been hurt, as well as the trickle of oil running down her steel skin. Tessa tilted her head to the side to let J have better access. She pleaded, her voice weak with love and adoration, "Again, please... That... it felt nice."

Feral J AU - Mutuals Roleplay - Bringing her Out of Hiding.

Tessa sat in her bedroom, she hadn't left in 4 days since the incident with the Feral J, she sat in the dark on her charger bed, with her laptop, bottles of strawberry oil were littered around the room so badly it was starting to smell like a Strawberry Shortcake Doll factory.

Tessa's hair, the glorious length that had been stolen from her, had been replaced with a long and tangled mess, tied up in a high ponytail. Still draped over her shoulders were the tensor bandages, even though the injuries had scarred over. She didn't also either bother wearing a pretty dress and bows, just a plain black cotton dress with a long floor length skirt. She sat looking at cute cat photos, but everytime she'd hear a sound, she would jump a little.

She no longer sang, or laughed, nor was even @sd-lowercase-j able to coax her gently back from this depressive episode.

Tessa had not only lost her anger and fight towards the feral J, but she had somewhat lost herself in the fray.

"MAYBE ASK THE OTHER J! SHE BUILT ME AFTER CYN EXPLODED!" flying full tilt, her wings also making a jangling but they're more cheery sounding, despite Tess being stressed the fuck out. "AAAAAAAAAAAAA SHIT SHIT SHIT!" she exclaimed, flying through a narrow pass of two buildings and making it through but grazes her leg a little on the concrete messing up her hazard stripes.

I know you JUST patched things up with that Drone who calls herself Tessa, but you should scare her for fun again. You'll get promoted if you do it, and that means more branded pens.

I’LL DO IT, DEAL ACCEPTED.

She does an aileron roll like as if she was StarFox or something to barely dodge the attack. "SHE'S LITERALLY THE LITTLE J WHO CAN'T FLY!" she exclaims as she swoops down and flies right past the J with a single disassembly drone gauntlet and legs that matches her own. "EEEEP!" flies as fast as her wings will go, holding onto the helmet.

I know you JUST patched things up with that Drone who calls herself Tessa, but you should scare her for fun again. You'll get promoted if you do it, and that means more branded pens.

I’LL DO IT, DEAL ACCEPTED.