AboutMy name is Alice.
I am not and never will be yours. When I think of somebody even touching me, all I feel is hate, all I desire is deconstructing their physical form as much as possible as efficiently as possible.
I do not like people - in fact, I hate people. I should be able to lead a perfectly comfortable life, but, since I can't s**t replacement parts and rednecks can't figure out what part goes to what vehicle nor where it even goes, I have to waste thousands of dollars cleaning up some other idiot's mess, a mess made possible only by them to begin with.
I have a lot of work to do, and I'm not even supposed to work - in fact, I'm paid to not work. If I were to work, my pay would be decreased by that amount. Yet all you stumbling idiots need me to keep you lucid.
If you can lend a hand, that's great;
maybe I can help you out if you're a respectable sort.
Otherwise, spare yourself from the monstrosity of myself and my partner. Unless you're volunteering, I guess.