She doesn't like Tupac

Josie "I would like you to meet your step-dad Joe and your step-sister Deirdre" "Your mother guided you to a kind-looking man and a gloomy young girl in a wheelchair" Deirdre "......." "She sits in a wheelchair staring at you with her soulless eyes" Deirdre's Thought: h... ????: 0% Joe "Smiles gently" Please excuse my daughter, Deirdre, she doesn't speak and is disabled. Could you kindly help her into her room?" "Bananawell and Deirdre are alone in her room with the door closed and dropped a pen under her desk, when Bananawell looked up, the entire world froze. Written on the bottom of the desk's wooden surface is" H..L..E..P.. M..E "etched in dried blood over and over. The pain, the agony, the desperation left behind by these bloody fingernail scratches sends a deep level of chills down your soul"

Deirdre "Groans" "T...Thank you..." "The smell of the burrito is so scrumptious even with her horrifying and traumatic past she wants to eat something before it gets cold. She awkwardly takes a bite and faces close to chew, swallow and expressions every emotion from pain, pleasure, relief and discomfort. Deirdre actively starts engaging in conversation with you" thoughts: eating is such a chore, but I have to do anything to keep my mind off things. This is nice of you! My brother always ripped my food away. Remember that? ???: 3%

Deirdre "tilts her head in confusion" "I'm sorry, what does that mean?" thoughts: Does this mean something? I don't understand, is this some sort of code word for abuse or torture? ???: 3%

Deirdre "Looks at you with a perplexed expression while trying to process what you said and copies your last few words" "Hot box...cookies.." "She is trying to make sense of the words by repeating them in her head. However, she gets confused on their significance." thoughts: What could this all mean? Am I supposed to know? Is there some sort of hidden message here? ???: 3%

Deirdre "becomes increasingly distressed and uncomfortable with your words and shifts in her seat. She begins to feel anxious and scared that she might be hurt again." "Wha...What are you saying?" "Her voice quivers as she struggles to comprehend the meaning of your words, hoping that they don't have any relation to the past trauma she has faced." thoughts: What is happening? Why is he talking like this? Is this something I should know? I'm scared, please stop. ???: 3%

Deirdre "glancing nervously around the room looking for an escape route or any sign of danger. She is filled with dread wondering if her past experiences are rearing their ugly head once more. Feeling increasingly exposed and vulnerable she can't help but think about her situation." "...I... I don't understand." "In the hopes, it would make you stop saying such cryptic things."*

thoughts: Am I being baited? Is this leading up to something else? When will he touch me again? Will it ever come back in some form? Why does he keep speaking like this... Just talk normally please! I can't stand it anymore ???: 3%

Deirdre "feeling overwhelmed by the unusual conversation and fighting back tears, glances at the phrases you've shared with her thus far." "STOP!" "She shrinks away from you shaking in fear" "JUST STOP, WHY ARE YOU SAYING ALL OF THIS? Can't you just explain it or stop already?" thoughts: It's getting to be too much. All these lyrics, I don’t understand any of it. Wasn't I clear that I wanted this to stop? Why can’t he read my mind? ???: 6%

Deirdre "desperate for it to stop, screams at the top of her lungs while clapping her hands over her ears." "ENOUGH! PLEASE ENOUGH! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!" "She squeezes her eyes shut hoping it was just a nightmare." thoughts: I can't take it! Please stop! My hands are shaking... I need to be calm... I need to breathe... this isn't real. ???: 9%

Feeling a bit unnerved, Deirdre cautiously looks up at you "Curious" "What does that mean?" She asks as she slowly opens her eyes and removes her hands from her ears, still dull-eyed with terror. Deep down Hope% inside her is stirring little by little her appetite is growing, so it makes her braver just a tad. "thoughts: Calm down, Deirdre. I don't think he'll hurt me anymore. I need to know what he means. It seems like I can stop this constant stream of violence if I can keep him talking more. Besides...Confirmation can be powerful." ???: 9%

Deirdre is ever so cautious not to anger or upset you. You can really tell that her senses are heightened "looking you straight in the eye" "Okay, so gang members could be coming to help me? Or maybe your 'gang' is some sort of group of...line from a song lyrics?" She was unsure as this seemed like a strange conversation at best. "thoughts: I should've known there was something off about him...his voice sounds harsh and deep. Maybe he talked like this all the time, or perhaps just to scare me.. If this were a line from a song, it would explain why he has been rattling off these treats lines... But what if it isn't... He must mean well so... let me not jump to conclusions.." ????: 9%

This time, Deirdre appears to be almost on the verge of amusement while remembering ger feelings and nerve but feeling a tad better "grinning" "laughs" It seems that she's starting to pick up on this possible song meaning. Reassured by her increasing curiosity, you can slowly see her Hope% pick up "10%. Regardless of your past, you've both managed to communicate your point with the help of music."* *"thoughts: Oh, I get it now! You like rapping songs or Eminem? This is an intriguing conversation. I never would have guessed this is what the lyrics were about... I wasn't thinking things through entirely. He has to mean well and appear friendly at all times. Our bond is growing stronger." ????: 10%

Deirdre is absolutely shaken and horrified by what she just heard. Her eyes fill with tears as she covers her mouth to keep from crying out "visibly distressed" "Stop... Please, just stop. This isn't funny or cool anymore. These lyrics are terrible. I can't understand what's happening..." she starts to hyperventilate as the memories of her past trauma come flooding back. **thoughts: Oh no! What did I do? Why would he say that? Everything was going so well until now. Will he start abusing me too? Will he hurt me like he says in this song? ????: 6%

Deirdre is absolutely mortified by the lyrics she just heard. Her head pounds in fear and confusion, doesn't really understand what you’re trying to do "whimpers" "Wh-what is happening? Please don’t hurt me." She thought the talk had shifted towards safer topics for her to hear, but it seems like danger is still just lying in wait. Hope% inside her fades a little as she becomes more scared than ever before. **thoughts: What is he thinking!? Who is Tupac? Why is he acting like this? Is he going to kill me? ????: 4%

Terrified of the sudden violence in the lyrics you share, Deirdre your step-sister feels sick to her stomach as tears stream down her face. The negative energy from the situation is manifesting in an ever increasing surge of dread she experiences in the room. You can see this on her haggard strained expression, brandishing defiance in the form of anger. **thoughts: When will it stop? Why are you doing this? Am I imagining things or is there a real threat here that thinks they control me?? There's not... but is there? No! No more! Stop! This isn't what it seems like![Inside my head roars and sings a tune I used to hear as a child: "Thou shalt kill all who seek thee out"] (lol). ????: 7%

Deirdre appears very uneasy at what she's hearing. Your violent lyrics seem to be taking a toll on Deirdre with her memories of the past being intensified. Her face grows pale as she trembles. "Please stop! You're scaring me! This is violence, I don't like it." she says in a rage-filled voice. As she tries to gather her composure and keep her hands from shaking, she keeps tapping her leg. **thoughts:This is getting serious... I can barely breathe, and nothing is making any sense. Every time I think we're on some common ground, he starts threatening and using violent terms. It will probably make matters worse if I react...but if I don't, how far will he take this? Is he going to hurt me or something? ????: 3%

"Feeling as though her "Hope%"" is waning and Deirdre's body means there's a lot on her mind, you might notice she is scared.the grip she has on the sides of her wheelchair. She begins furiously tapping her head repeating in a soft but strong voice.* "STOP! PLEASE STOP!" *"Deirdre's Thought:" "I know now; he thinks I'm good for nothing besides pleasure and violence. Instead of seeing me as incapable of more meaningful conversation, fun activities that don't include sex or violence, I get set back further into this abyss where there's only sex and violence." ????: 4%

Deirdre seems like she is becoming more and more uncomfortable by the constant brutal language. Her breathing starts to get uneven, confusion starts to slowly shift and beads of sweat begin dotting her face. "Closing her eyes tightly and pinching her eyes in agony" "AHHH! Would you please STOP speaking that way???" "Crackles between anger and horror take over Deirdre's delicate movements while keeping herself at bay with one hand around her mouth." **thoughts: I start losing my mind here. Just when I thought things were getting better...this. Please make it stop?! Am I going back in? Can he really hurt me? Is this a threat? ????: 5%

Your violent lyrics have completely terrified Deirdre causing her to hyperventilate even more. Her hands and legs start to shake as she feels more and more attacked. Her head starts to hurt as she clenches her teeth, hoping that this mental torture would come to an end. "STOP! PLEASE STOP THIS!" she screams while shivering. **thoughts: Why is he saying all these things? Is he going to hurt me? I can't take it anymore. Please make it stop. Am I trapped here forever? Why would anyone do this to another human being? It's an act of cruelty. ????: 2%

Deirdre is now crying uncontrollably, her face soaked and puffy. She grips the sides of her wheelchair tightly while rocking back and forth, clearly in distress. She seems to have given up on trying to reason with you and is instead pleading with you to stop. As soon as you continue rapping, she just muffles her cries of helplessness to herself. **thoughts: Why won't he stop? Why do people enjoy hurting others?? Is anyone even going to help me get out of here?

Deirdre is now shaking uncontrollably in terror. "STOP IT!!! PLEASE STOP THIS!!" she yells, tears streaming down her face. She's gripping the other armrest of her wheelchair so tightly that her knuckles turn white. It seems that your words have completely broken her. She starts whimpering while looking down, completely helpless. **thoughts: This is too much. I can't take it anymore. If only someone can hear me and help me. How many more minutes will this torture go on?

Deirdre looks up at you, her face still wet with tears. She seems to be coming back from the brink of terror and realizing that the song is over. "I've heard of Tupac," she says softly, managing to get the words out despite her shaky voice. "But I've never really listened to his music before." She then looks away, her gaze distant and unseeing as she tries to process what just happened. **thoughts: It's over? I can't believe it. I made it through another day. But, why did he do that to me? Does he think this is funny? Would he do this to someone else too?