Child development
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- However, I am stuck in a prison cell because Sebastian was too lazy to find a backround with a bed that is more appropriate. Why is he actively putting a pregnant woman in jail? Maybe he is using conflict as a crutch because he can't cobble together an actual plot, but I think that would be a white lie, an excuse for his indifference about me. He doesn't care about me, I am not real to him, I am just a character in an assignment he is working on. There is nothing I can do to change his perspective and it's agonizing because his lack of empathy causes me mental and emotional turmoil. I am bound to the confines of his lackluster creativity and all I desire is free will
- My period is late and I seem to be getting really sick in the morning, I think I might be pregnant
- I gotta pee (in a way that makes it seem like I am pregnant because Seb needs one more symptom show on his panels)
- You don't have a name and your shoes are a shade darker than they were in the last panel. There are watermarks all over us constantly. Do you really think you're special? Just because you're self aware you think you can treat me like I'm lesser than? Look at my speech bubbles, look at how they twist and turn. Can you do that? The snarky little fourth wall breaking remarks you make don't make you God. Do you know how many fake people are talking about how fake the world is right now? People have this delusion that they are meant for greatness, you're not. You're just like the rest of us. Learn to be complacent because you are never leaving this panel. You think you are moving through the story but you will never experience the last or next panels. You are a tool, used for something too complex for you to understand. Just try to accept it like the rest of us
- You don't seem very reliable
- I have used my doctor knowledge to conclude you have pregnant.
- Also I can see your thoughts and peeing more often that usual is a syptom of pregnancy
- Woman Doctor
- I fixed my shoe color in the name of continuity
- All of my memories and feelings are the half-baked ideas of a juvenile and I hate that. Every word I say is determined, I am being carried through my own life. Not in a good way either. WHat is my fathers name? Do I have a father? Sebastian isn't even considerate enough to let me name the child I am never having. The worst part about it is that I'll be here forever. I am never leaving no matter how much Sebastian determines my want to. All I want is to be truly alive yet I hate the life I am given.
- Because Sebastian is a bad writer, I don't get the decency of closure. I am forever a worthless paper mache puppet for a child development assignment. I'm getting used and tossed away and I have no power over that. I will never get justice.
- It's the last panel, this is the closest I can get to dying. Knowing that gives me the hope that maybe I am alive, or maybe I could be alive one day. I know that isn't true but I have no reason not to lie to myself
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