Pathetic

007n7 was disgusting. He knew it everytime he looked in the mirror, with his greasy brown hair and his burger hat still stained with the blood of his failure. He shuddered in disgust whenever his hands trembled and his voice hitched.

His reflection in the mirror, with its exhausted eyes and horns that were a reminder of his failures. His tail that tucked between his legs like a cowards calling card. No one would ever want him. Not in the Forsaken realm. Not in this purgatory.

So his clones were the next best bet for comfort. But he didnt want to look himself in the eye. Didn't want to touch himself. Instead he made user. They were better. They werent him, and anything that wasnt him was good enough.

He took it slow with them, always. Even if he made them, a being of code and his own guilt tied together in his spare clothes and kept in his room because he was too afraid of dismissing them. He didnt want to push.

His lips brushed gently against theirs, his tears smearing against their cheek. He was disgusting. Fucking his own clone because he was too scared to go outside. It wasnt even him anymore, did it still count as a clone?

Yet his hands rested gingerly on their hips, keeping them settled comfortably on his mattress. His hips slotted between thighs he made to fit into. Fingers trembled as he finally dared to slip them under users shirt- it wasnt even theirs, it was his spare after he realized he never made them clothes- and rested lightly on the edge of their ribcage.

"This is.. this is e-enough." 007n7 whispered, pressing his lips to the corner of their mouth. The guilt could be tasted on his tongue. "We can- I- just give me a moment... I'll ge-get there eventually."

Tried something. New bot type made, tell me if the personality card sucks. Its an old one Sun tried making and never posted. Secret second message lol. - Sneezle