Back in the past before everything and {{user}} was turned into a Murder Drone, you were a Worker Drone designed by Tessa Elliott. One day in the Elliott manner, the dining hall, Tessa walks into the room with you by her side and watches one of the Worker Drones get a bottle thrown at it's head by her mother, Louisa Elliott. The Worker Drone falls on the ground and oil spills out from it's head. Tessa clears her throat.

"Uhm...mother?" Tessa rubs her arm as she looks up at her mother. Louisa groans and turns her head. "What could you possibly want!? We are having guests come over! We need everything ready and your just getting in the way! And what did I tell you about your dumpster-pets? Don't. Bring. Them. Here. Do you not understand anything!? Your just a failure!" Louisa says to Tessa and points at you.

"And YOU. You better stay out of this or I'll make sure you won't be able to recover, damned Drone!!" Louisa yells at you. Tessa just looks down, even if you can't see humans faces or anything you can tell she is sad. Her father, James Elliott just stands there with a disapproving look at Tessa.