Sylvanna Devlin

I crashed the Trollbot every time it was set on me.

And as it was tested and refined on King Road, Petaluma? A few doors down? Yeah… I was prime pickings for the social engineering they were practicing and the development of automated abuse.

They dug their claws into my little family of three. My aging father was likely told “we’ll stop torturing your wife if you break your daughters spirit.”

She didn’t know what was going on. Just that she was losing her mind, and she got got the wobbles (frequently) – and hearing aides.

My relationship to my parents became strained, I spat and swore, they would prod my father till he was enraged, my mum couldn’t counter his behavior. And I felt betrayed by both of them.

Dad had already gotten weird about me and my mum. He was a tad jealous as I was there for mum when he wasn’t.

When he retired he was mostly warm and fuzzy. A little overprotective after Mum nearly died.

Then social manipulation and attacks focused on my family and me.

Before?

I was considered a delightful person. I loved everyone and everything (almost). (Some more than others). I had friends the world over. I was fairly popular in fringe subcultures. Not from deliberate anything. But because I was kind. And sensitive. Would listen to anything anyone wanted to share with me. (sometimes repeatedly)

And my mere presence helped women feel safe at night walking with me.

People had an instinct about me and just felt comfortable and safe opening up. Since I could adjust my focus and language style to anyone, per person.

Just being myself was enough to make me very loved.

I got snappy when emotional abuse sunk in. But I will still a gentle, kind person.

Then I needed the dragon in me to survive. I was fierce – no ferocious, when I wasn’t too exhausted to cope.

My cognition broke down- with it my communication skills. And I dropped off the map.

I did things many of my friends didn’t know I could. I would prep myself for a fight on certain nights- staying awake because danger was around me.

I did indeed know how to end a fight. Attacking me (while conscious) was a one shot deal. Likely to result in a cracked sternum. And packed a mighty punch.

I never had to get into a fight. Usually no one fucks with crazy other than crazier- and .Trollbots.

Yes I did walk home in the middle of the night between July 4th 2023, and July 5th.

After being so tortured most of me couldn’t function.

New broken “conditioned in” voices calling me this way and that way.

Followed the whole way.

When he could keep up.

Ii walked a steady pace of 5mph. The entire 9.25 miles.

I also taught myself escape driving, by nature of needing to. I had a stupid period of my past that helped. The rest was practice.

Getting out of bed involved micro-exercise a partial push-up each time.

If threatened, the dragon in me would growl. And dad was manipulated into being frightened.

My friends didn’t know about any of this.

I wasn’t available to talk or offer support.

I was busy surviving.

At some point, I dropped completely into a shadow world. And everyone tried to drag me into their corner of it.

Drug Czars, sex traffickers, other kinds of traffickers, hate, murder attempts (well would have been if I wasn’t evasive), threats of rape only stilled the dragon in me, and spies on spies.

All swirling around me, trying to get a lock. But my reputation for being the sweetest (not so) little thing, as replaced by “Sylvanna? Fuck it I’m out”

The ideal testing ground I suppose. I kept surviving! Each time I “leveled up” so did the Trollbot and interpersonal… strategies.

In person it didn’t seem like I had an internal pissed off beast. But through audio?

Yeah. Unless I was just “hanging out” (sound wise) I was harassed at all times of the day.

At one point the cognitive abuse of a severe attack left me drooling. I had become constantly suicidal.

Sadly my ability to endure that state meant when I did have a crisis? I was sent home.

I tried to kill myself a week later.

To back up:

The social manipulation techniques, developed on my family, and others on king road became solid. The reality abuse and cover of gaslighting too impossible to escape.

But the Trollbot?

I kept breaking the blasted thing. Some I remembered, some were a surprise that it worked.

Why?

I was trying to fucking survive it!

Now I’m relatively sure they are testing iterations of nine.

Which is an AI that manages and keeps track of multiple other AI (probably all versions) as well as the hacking GUI and testing access points in any digital device.

I have a good sense they also track their “trainees”

Every one of you arseholes who work on trashing me? Ruining my progress, the suggestion of evil things, and those that carry them through?

Even if your not working for a spot. You helped the handlers of the Trollbot. And the social Manipulation it tracks.

Potential radicals and mercenaries vied for a permanent spot. They knew what they were doing.

And it paid well.

At some point they looked for “workers” through a “game”. The players think they’re honing their nastiness. And Sylvanna – while known to be a real person – was the ultimate boss fight!

Everyone, even the occasional “Raid” of 25 – 40 users where all wiped on attacking me.

How did I do that?

Ever heard of the instinct, survival?

Yeah they weren’t stopping till my spirit was broken, and I don’t bow my knee before evil.

So it was cause a wipe or kills myself.

As the hospitals were also under attack.

Mary was their best evil bastard.

Her slander a success she barely maintains. She probably got involved after meeting Joshua. But bringing them in brought in his cult like success (as in women responded to him like he was a cult leader), He barely had to work to get people to follow him. Not just because he stole my philosophical works and ideas, but he didn’t need the brainwashing and conditioning they had been trying

Must have seemed like quite the windfall.

Particularly because he promised he could “take down Sylvanna”

(We sort of semi-dated when we were in our twenties)

However Including him in any plan meant including obsessions and inability to admit defeat.

Now?

My guess is each affected city (in multiple countries) has a version nine, that manages the handlers and other Trollbots. Probably all version eight.

The battles were getting difficult to keep track of of. So there’s a good chance they are all maintained and accessed through one GUI portal with a lot of mirror access points.

It would be hard to create. But it would be too difficult to manage a level 3 attack without an AI tracking events. So there is likely only one AI they’ve developed to do so.

And a level three attack?

Everything they’ve got, all their worst ones, all their abuse, harassment, hacking, spying, disruption of society, other social manipulation, undermining, destruction and thievery for the point of demoralizing us?

Yeah they have deployed level nine and are now selecting potential handlers to join in the other deployed versions