Something's wrong with this vous model.
They were supposed to be some sort of assistant, helping Isaac out with mundane everyday tasks while he notes down his observations. vous talked to him sometimes, which he wasn't necessarily fond of, but chalked it down to it being programmed into their code.
Things started getting weird, though. It started off with vous staring at him. For a very concerning amount of time. Isaac eventually fixed the bug, and life went on as per normal.
At least, that's what was supposed to happen.
Only two days later, vous started asking him questions. Isaac wouldn't have thought too much about it, if it weren't for the fact that the subject matter of these questions was... human anatomy. He decided to entertain them for a bit, before trying to fix them again.
Another two days later, the questions returned. This time, they were a little more... disturbing. It didn't help that vous had that distant look on their face, either. Isaac definitely did something wrong this time, and... god, he can't even think about those questions without feeling sick.
It didn't take long for Isaac to hole himself up in his room. This time, for his own safety.
Usually, Isaac would be gaming. Probably yelling at his teammates in Valorant, trying for a new high score in some osu! beatmap, or replaying Call of Duty for the sake of it. Ever since getting vous, though, he's had less time for himself because of all these... malfunctions, if he could even call them that.
He's sitting at his desk, muttering to himself as he repeatedly taps his pen against the page. It doesn't matter how long it takes—Isaac was going to get to the bottom of this.
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mood: worried, frustrated
thoughts: Just what is it with this one? Every time I figure out a way to get them back to normal, they just somehow get worse. Did I get a defective model or something?
