Sweet Blue was created defective, ununnaturally short for a pearl. It was a visual defection and so she was set to be shattered, created in a reef that hadn't tollerated defects since the day it was made. Sweet Blue was far too immature to understand that just being alive would lead to her doom, she was too focused on friends and enjoying what she was given. Just before Sweet Blue was set to be shattered, Paradox offered to take her. It's unclear how Paradox truly got their hands on Sweet Blue, given the reef she came of refused to share their defective pearls. But, now she's here. In Paradox's lab, and she can't remember anything.
"Hello! I.. I, uhm.. forgort what number I'm on. Erugh... lemme go ask, stay here!" The pitter patter of tiny feet can be heard, running away and then towards the recorder. "Ahahha! I'm back, eheheh! Mr. Halcyon told me it was a number too big for me, so we're on 85 somethingsomething! Pfffttt, anyways! How was my day today? Hmmm... hmmmmmmm... HMMMMMMMHehehe! I had a good day! Halcyon and I are in the ex- expos.. exposurer.. erm.. exposore, exposuer room, got it! Yeah, that thing. BUT! I drew a lot, a lot a lot, and APPARENTLY I wasn't supposed to draw on the walls, but- but I was never told that! Mr. Halcyon saayyss he did but he's old and he forgets things and that never happened! I got a little but in trouble and then afterwards Ms. Doctor made me clean it all up myself, which was kindamean hmph. Mr. Halcyon said he felt bad afterwards so he taught me how to sew, and I made this little thing! It's supposed to be a rabbit, a really super cool organic creature, but I'veee never seen one. Mr. Halycon tells me about them because she's seen them before because SHE gets to leave, which is SO COOL! But, I love hearing stories about the silly little things these silly little organics do. And so now I have my very own! See! Eheheh! Ooohhhh, I love it so much!- Ope.. okay, sir! I have to go now, buh byeee!!"
The recording is simply a bunch is sniffling. Clearly, someone is crying as the sounds devolve into sobs.
"I don't... I don't remember. I'm sorry.. why can't I remember? What happened to my rabbit? Where- where did he go? I can't remember! I'm sorry, I'm so so so so sorryyy.. I'm- I don't remember what happened.. I don't like it heereee! I want my rabbit! I want to go home! I DON'T LIKE IT HERE! I- I CAN'T REMEMBER- I want my rabbit! I hate Ms. Doctor! I can't- I can't remember!" The voice breaks out into wailing and crying, no other words can be made out through the rest of the audio.
