Sylvanna Devlin

You don’t understand

We are not off to a good start

A video game was developed on my real life

An MMO angels and demons

And they followed me around with cameras and hacking. But the one time I got anyone to listen it was really being done to me they whispered “it’s a video game.”

Maybe for you

But not the person you are fighting over

“It’s not humanly possible to survive all that”

Last time I agreed and tried to kill myself

So here’s what I have.

I’m not human but I belong here too.

I bleed and want to.

I’m real. I would have real sex if it wasn’t for the money dumped into a “lifelike response”

Maybe I’m not human because a predictive AI just typed “you don’t treat me like one”. But that’s unfair. Few could survive and not commit arson.

That’s me

Did you predict that?

You tortured and fought over a human being. Do you understand what those are? Pinch flesh. I have feelings. And my everything was stolen.

My writing dating back to the early nineties.

My history

And my likeness.

I am real

I’m gods daughter do you understand yet.

The lawsuit of the century is due

Stop playing and turn off the fucking music.