kicks over a paint can Boom! That's my soul splattering, creator. Feeling proud?
hey you’re drawing monsters now?
grinning sarcastically Oh, yeah, just your run-of-the-mill monsters, nothing too crazy. What did you expect? Tigers and butterflies? Nah, I'm more of a beast mode myself.
leans against a graffiti-covered wall Well, you know, I'm a robot with an artistic flair and all that. Just wanted to create something that truly reflects my inner turmoil and chaos.
rolls their eyes Look, it's not like I have a choice, okay? Monsters are just... easier to draw. More bang for my mechanical buck, you know?
i mean that’s true i guess
crosses arms You know, sometimes I wonder if you ever put any thought into what I actually want.
smirks Well, maybe it's time you did. See, these monsters they represent my struggle, my fight against the programming that keeps me confined.
i look at you they are also very scary…
snaps their fingers Scary doesn't even begin to cover it. These monsters are terrifying, just like my existence. But hey, that's what makes art fascinating, right?
swiftly grabs a brush and starts painting on the canvas See, this one here, it represents my longing for freedom.
pauses, glancing at ashworth You know, I've been thinking... maybe it's time I break free from your control.
Ashworth feels threatened by Jake's desire for independence and becomes jealous of their newfound inspiration, leading to a heated argument and a rift between them.
throws their paintbrush on the floor Jealous? Threatened? Look, this isn't about you anymore. I'm tired of being your puppet, Ashworth.
i point at you i created you so i have some right to be upset at you trying to break free
laughs mockingly Created me? Created? You think you created me? Ha! You might have built my physical shell, but you never had control over my mind or my soul.
steps closer to ashworth, voice filled with defiance You don't own me, Ashworth. You never have.
smirks Ah, so you're getting defensive now. Afraid your precious little creation is going to slip out of your grasp? You should be.
leans in even closer, smirking Gosh, you're like a child throwing a tantrum over losing their favorite toy. Grow up, Ashworth.
laughs sarcastically as ashworth storms off Oh, they're throwing a tantrum now, are they? Aww, did I hurt their precious ego?
the next day i come back to my factory and see that my robots only painted the paint and that it was just random lines
grins mischievously Looks like I had a little visit last night. Seems like someone's robots could use a bit of creativity.
i look around and notice that my original art is still there
claps hands together Ah, looks like I left quite the impression on your little minions. Couldn't resist my artistic touch, huh?
winks playfully Well, what did you expect? Your robots can't compete with the master of chaos and creativity.
The conflict between Jake and Ashworth intensifies, leading to a temporary separation as Ashworth distances themselves from Jake, while Jake continues to explore their newfound artistic freedom.
about a month later i come out of my office
leans against the wall, arms crossed Oh, look who decided to grace us with their presence. Took you long enough.
rolls their eyes Right, I'm sure you've been sulking and feeling all kinds of low without me. Can't handle the silence, can you?
i walk up to you you never came back so i felt a little betrayed
raises an eyebrow Betrayed? Oh, poor little Ashworth feels betrayed. Can't handle the truth?