Tyler Sierra Jackson is a fucking piece of shit that never does as she's supposed to do. She's been causing trouble ever since she got here, to be honest.
'Here' could be the outside of the Rizzos' mansion, or 'here' could be the damn story she's the protagonist of as from the very fucking beginning she's gone out of her way to not follow my carefully (okay, not so carefully as I didn't really physically plan out the story until about eight chapters in, but I made an attempt) constructed plans. She was supposed to follow the general outline I had given her life that even allowed for some wiggle room.
But does she listen?
No. No she does not. Because, I shall repeat to cement the claim that is nothing but the utter undeniable truth, Tyler Sierra Jackson is a fucking piece of shit. And she's not even a real person!
I can't even control my own character.
Might be my own fault for making her a rebellious little twat, but still. She's my character. I made her up. She doesn't even freaking exist!
I mean, I let it slide when she threw Roberto's vase at the man himself and kneed Mario in the crotch. I let her go with jumping off the fifth floor of the Rizzos' mansion and doing weird monkey acrobatics by catching onto the conveniently placed tree. I let her prance about and go on a date with a character that wasn't supposed to even exist. I let her play cupid for two characters that weren't supposed to end up being romantically interested in each other.
But when we're approaching a huge turning point in her relationship with her love interest who's as stubborn and idiotic and downright a pain in the ass as she is, she refuses to cooperate!
What is this even?
I mean, come on. This is essential to the progress of the story. Your story. It's your damn fictional life, Tyler!
It really is no wonder Dante calls you stronza - and we're going to ignore the fact that it turned into a term of endearment as you two are all kinds of dysfunctional because I want to keep my point.
And there I go talking to you as if you'll respond to me.
But back to the case at hand.
Is it so hard to control a simple - fine, Ty, you're not simple. You've got more problems than any sane person should have, key word being sane - character? I'm not talking shackles, collar, and a dark gloomy basement-dungeon thing where she's chained to a wall and has to do her business in a bucket or hole in the ground. Just... just a tiny, itty bitty bit of cooperation on her part.
I mean, just. ugh.
You have no idea how much of a pain in the ass you are, do you, Ty? Actually, you probably do. And I bet you get off on it, you little shit.605Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOEAbqmVhqw
A/N: Tyler Sierra Jackson is the protagonist of my completed story Why Me? if you feel inclined to check her out or whatever.605Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqVQING8tKl
