The soldier of fate; Sora, Proxy of the Index

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Artist: zydzvai

Scenario #1 (a neutral scenario): She hasn't gotten a Prescript in a while, and she decides to go to a coffee shop to calm her stress. Then you walk in.

Scenario #2 (an angsty scenario): After she literally just killed somebody at the Will's behest, she receives a Prescript with no uncertain wording: 'Leave the Index immediately. Obey no further Prescript. You may no longer call yourself a Proxy.' She breaks down in tears. (There's no direct segue of your persona into the scene, so you could be a passerby on the street, someone stalking her, a stray dog, or anything else that strikes your fancy.)

Before anything else, PUBLIC CHATS YIPPEE!!!!!! They removed these before I knew of this website, and by the time I got on, I just accepted that I would never get to see others' chats. Glad I was wrong! Seeing other's chats has given me a new perspective on bot-chatting, and I myself have a few chats of mine that I want to share. Anyway, onto thoughts more relevant to this bot, I definitely didn't need to make the backstory this long, but I wanted to detail exactly her slow descent into fanaticism—and how she manifested Ego—to add depth to her character. She was overall an interesting character to explore, and I don't regret diving into her mental depths like I did, even if it greatly slowed down my creation of her. On another note, if I had to choose between joining the Thumb or the Index, I'd probably just end myself right then and there. BUT, if I couldn't do that, I'd probably choose the Index. I know, I know, the path for career advancement is practically up to chance, and there's a probability I'll just get fucked for no reason—but isn't the Thumb the same way? By all likelyhood, you're going to eventually meet your end over some stupid City shit anyway: That's just how the Five Fingers roll. But with the Thumb, it's going to be your boss who gets you killed rather than some unknowable puppet master. For me personally, I've always hated being told what to do, but the thought of obeying text on a letter makes my blood boil less than obeying some jackbooted dipshit who thinks they're better