Help me to help you ;; internal debate

[Cobra]

Mom, or dad, or whatever they were. It was hard for her to see the one that tried to kill her. To kill them. The one that left her with her father. Her abuser. She suffered and it shattered her. Destroyed her to the core. Now the wound was fresh in her mind and she had no one to turn to. Genesis was not the best at kindness to her. Dorthey could care less about her. Raymond abandoned her.

She and her personalities were all she had. It was a sad truth she was owning. And others would soon see that for themselves. She lay there arguing with herself. Her heads debating on what to do. Should they stay or run off? She was not sure. None of her personalities were.

One says no. Let's forgive them. One says yes and they can all burn in hell. The other doesn't care what happens. It was just hard to agree. Then again her heads hardly ever did.

actions | "strawberry speech" | "chocolate speech" | "vanilla speech" | attacking

? french vanilla, rocky road, chocolate chip

[DOROTHY FLOKI]

[align=center][div style="text-align: justify; width: 45%; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; letter-spacing: -1px;"] The she-cat halted next to her sister. Almost like a ghost, so quick and yet, so fleeting. "You and I could very well be the only ones left." she spoke, dead as always. Dorothy couldn't find it in her to care about the disappearances of Sorbet and Genesis. "Sorbet and Genesis are gone, so stop arguing about them." With an ear flick, she sat down next to Hjordis, tail attempting to lay across her back.