Tessa, Tessa,
What a mess of a character.
From family to friends,
All were turned into slaves.
Having maids from childbirth,
It wasn't that bad at first.
But when you saw the horrible parents,
You understood that those were natural barons -
Punishing the child by maiming,
Getting rid of servants via chaining,
Killing slaves for cold dinner,
And being so rich there was no bread winner.
But the daughter had kind nature -
Became a technician once she got more mature.
Having robots as her only friends,
She disliked their owners' cruel ways.
But her friends were seen as pets -
N was kind, yet messy,
J was brave and Tessa's bestie,
V was working hard, but was always locked behind.
Torture was common and isolation grew.
Not having a clue on what to do,
The group tried surviving through
The horror of Tessa's evil parent crew
With company short, loneliness struck,
And so Tessa had repaired a dumpster shortstack.
More buggy than ever, hacked and abused,
The robot spew out errors until all hell let loose -
"The drone fought for its freedom"
Was everyone's thought.
But no - in pain and despair,
The robot accepted the new owner at play.
And so, the murdering began!
The new owner's puppet
Came to a banquet hall.
Tessa meant to stop it with lead
But was left all alone...
Her friends turned against her,
The robots had angst!
She tried to run away,
But the hunter has found its pray -
Not invited, yet starved
For delicious humankind.
Cyn began its feast
With tyrant Master meat..
The fate was sealed and
The Earth became filled
With death and destruction,
But remained the hope for catastrophy reduction..
Tessa didn't make a cin,
Yet she became one with Cyn -
A drone that impaled her,
And the one that enslaved her kind.