Openly Sourced: An Open Source Objects TF Saga

Heartache

Heartache: Glowing Heart TF/MC

[Warning: This Chapter Contains Body Horror, Blood and Gore, Coughing Up Blood, Loss of Legs, Violence, Strong Language, Alcohol, LGBTQ+ Themes, Screaming, Crying, Homicidal Ideation, Mentions of Anger Issues and Other Mental Illnesses, Mentions of Bullying, Transformation, Identity Death, and Minor Spoilers from Open Source Objects. You have been warned.]

Gladys Hervatin, 21, was sitting down on the couch, still miffed, no, outright pissed at both Regina and Clarissa for being total bitches to everyone.

Gladys always had unresolved anger issues and trauma ever since she was a child. She had gotten to a whole lot of fights and is also constantly bullied and harassed by Regina and her pathetic posse as well. Gladys would come home everyday with bruises and scars, which also made her parents concerned, and no matter how much therapy her parents put her through, there was absolutely no progress.

Gladys also has a problem with authority and has been put into the psych ward at least once, but actually, like, 11 times in her life, because of her anger issues and the myriad of mental health problems that she has. She had just gotten into drinking alcohol at her 21st birthday because her parents didn't condone underage drinking anyway. Although her parents and everyone else meant well, Gladys didn't think so and hated that people tried to run her life. (I get her, man.)[Yeah, she needs help.](She just needs a-)[Hug? She'll choke you out if you dare hug her.]

God, didn't she just want to kill a bitch or what? There was no telling anymore with how things in her life is, with how screwed up her life is, Gladys had been brought up that violence is not just the answer, its the solution. This is why Gladys is violent, because almost everyone had wronged her, and she went through so much trauma. However, Gladys is soon going to learn that her violent tendencies will cost herself her personhood privileges.

"Can't you fucking believe that Regina and Clarissa were planning to target Nadia for their bitchy bullying session?!" Gladys asked, downing her favorite bottle of hard liquor.
"I'm not surprised at this point." Lydia scoffed, "Both of them have been bullying those who they see as below them since forever, and there is nothing that we can do about it."
"Well, the least we can fucking do is stand up to them, even if it means beating the living shit out of them!" Gladys scowled.
"Isn't that assault?" Indigo asked, sitting right next to Valerie.
"It's not assault, it's defending yourself and the helpless, you pushover!" Gladys scoffed.
"I'm not a pushover, I had the guts to leave that bitch behind, and follow my heart, this is all a self-discovery journey for all of us." Indigo sighed, "Can't you see that?"
"We are trapped like animals here!" Gladys scoffed, "No way out, and absolutely NO damn contact with the outside world!"
"I remembered the no outside communication rule, but we are not being treated like animals around here." Indigo refuted.
"I like roaming freely, okay! I am tired of being imprisoned by some psycho, I'm not going to take Craig's suggestion on letting the changes happen to you at random! And nobody has gave a shit to rescue us!" Gladys scoffed, "And by the time they see that we're missing and try to rescue us, it'd be far too damn late, we'll be long gone, nothing more than characters from that damn show that Valerie and Bessie watch all the time!"
"Um, I am aware that people are turning into OSO characters, but I believe that we're going to be alright and at least one of us is going to survive, right?" Valerie asked, "And I have promised Bessie that we'd go shopping after this thing is over." She sighed.
"Nobody is going to survive at this rate! Already 16 people have been transformed within a span of a few days, there's no way in hell we are surviving this!" Gladys scowled.
"Calm down!" Indigo shouted.
"I can't fucking chill right now!" Gladys shouted.
"Alright! Let's just sleep off this weary feeling before anyone else gets hurt." Lydia sighed.
"Okay, I get your point." Gladys scoffed.
"And promise us that you won't sneak out and beat the living shit out of anyone?!" Lydia scowled.
"Well, I wont!" Gladys didn't sound genuine, but nobody paid any mind to check her genuineness.