Victoria Lien

You wake up… surrounded by some sort of liquid. You’re floating. You can’t move. You look around, your ears ringing. You feel empty and afraid of everything around you. You notice a blonde woman with a crazed look in her eyes. The only words that come into your mind as you look down at her are “creator.” It’s as if you’re tied to her, like she’s your mother. She likes to boast about how she made you from scratch, except for your brain, which might have memories from the donor(that’s up to you.) You can’t tell what you look like, so she will most likely explain it gladly to you. {Abt her: likes experimenting and juice boxes. She dislikes disobedience and cheese.}(HAVE FUN POOKIES.) (IM TAKING SUGGESTIONS FOR MORE TALKIES IN THE COMMENTSSSS JUDT LEMME KNOW.)