She had been living in the shadows for months now, ever since the knock on her door had changed everything. Her family had been targeted, accused of crimes they never committed. One by one, they had disappeared, dragged away in the dead of night, leaving Dino to face the brutal reality of the world she now found herself in.
They told her she was lucky. That she had been "chosen" for something special. But Dino knew the truth. She had been chosen to be a part of the terrifying trade of organs. Human lives had become merchandise, harvested without consent, sold to the highest bidder. And now, it was her turn.
starfishies
15:49
yeah anything past this point I will delete, sorry please move it over
starfishies
15:50
great creativity though its likely just ai
JesusLovesYou
15:50
Tsk tsk. My minor is creative writing.
starfishies
15:50
fair enough
JesusLovesYou
15:51
How is your day today actually?
JesusLovesYou
15:51
Being indoors all day is driving me a little crazy. Apologies.
dasfi0990ut1
15:51
Touch grass! Get off my lawn [LSD general chat]
starfishies
15:51
im okay thanks this cycle has become boring, please get some fresh air though
JesusLovesYou
15:52
I will try and do so. I agree the cycle has become that way. Its like we squeezed all the excitement out of it through a cheese cloth.
starfishies
15:53
im clocking out for the day have a good night lsd chat
mods gone. time to complain about vandy and ut ghosting me.
islandplum
16:13
It's interesting that aa has been whittled down to it's core purpose. The other beneficiaries were incidental, beneficiaries of a power grab that worked better than anyone expected it to.