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* But tell me this Tenna. Would you risk that? Would you risk teaching me how to twist minds perfectly to obey me? To only have their eyes on me?

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[She smirks, leaning forward.]

* Well you'd be surprised at how well I can twist minds. I mean. I've already developed a decent following on social media. After all. People kove a good person who can keep the drama going in a way that doesn't feel forced.

[She stands back up straight]

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* Hah! Because us teenagers either have to view or be viewed. Otherwise we're useless for someone like you. Because we're seen as good for nothing troublemakers.

* Honestly so many of us would be nicer if adults didn't make us out to be so bad. But whatever. It's how that shit works.

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* Because what I want is something much greater. Something that can't be dropped onto my lap.

[She laughs. . . She almost sounded crazy.]

* What I want. What I've been working towards. Is becoming the idol of the airways. Being someone that people worship. Being someone that people adore.

* Yeah because adults never listen unless we do. You know how desperate for attention kids have to be to do that shit? Really fucking desperate.

[She clenches her fist, her body glitching more]

* What could I want? Hah, both of those things are beneath me. No. It's something I must work towards

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* Yeah and, people fucking love it. They like seeing brats beat. Rather annoying but it's how it is.

[She rolls her eyes and scoffs. She personally hated it. She hated seeing other teens like her hurt but she would never do anything against it. That's how it was for her.]

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* Well what do you expect? I'm a fucking teenager.

[She huffs. Flicking her antenna, she stares Tenna right in the face. She was. Almost a bit creepy.]

* Like I'm supposed to be rebellious as fuck. It's just how it is.

[She tilts her head as she thinks]

* Needs? Don't got em. Wants though? Yeah.

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[She had already adopted the traits from Tenna and Battat, her hands noticeably clawed and her antenna were just pointed towards the other.]

* I don't have all day you know? I gotta get my following up after all.

[She's scrolling through her phone, looking quite disinterested. She hears her name and sighs, going to Tenna. She glitches her phone away]

* Yeah I am, what do you fucking want?

[She crosses her arms, giving a deadpan stare. Of course it was hard to place where she was exactly.]

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Her looks:
Ref + How she appears to people

Even killing people in her way if she so has to.

Easily provoked and enjoys picking fights against people.

She also enjoys seeing people suffer by her hands. Forcing hallucinations onto them and making them question reality.

Tamara

Genderqueer She/They/He
Panromantic

A glitch that's loud and proud, yet never kind to others. Okay. Except for 2 people. Her parents.

Severe abandonment issues due to her origins she does not like to talk about.

She will do anything to be the next "ruler" of entertainment.

// YEAHHH

Be kind. I can't handle much more stress

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ABSOLUTELY NO LEWD
This character is a minor

No homophobia, transphobia, ableism, etc (I'm lgbtq+ and disabled)

Feel free to dm me to plot or with starters if we're mutuals.

This account will touch on dark themes including:

Heavy Manipulation

Suicidal Ideation

Mentions of SH

Forced Mental Health Crisises

Forced Hallucinations.

Violence

Death

This account is very DD:DNE NSFL

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