Aikomi, the Schizophrenic Kitty-Bot [COMPLETE]

Model 2A's purpose is... Questionable. Perhaps she was created to be a Huntress, perhaps she was created for services, all that is known is that who she was eventually sold to did not fufill that purpose. She was misused, let's say.

Model 2A named herself "Aikomi" after... Terminating her owner. She lived as a rogue synthetic doing what was needed to survive: murder, theft, anything. She'd kill for things, she'd steal without regret, almost like she was made to do it. She lived like this for two years, after a year of being used incorrectly.
In the remaining half of a year Model 2A was active, she eventually went haywire entirely, simply losing her synthetic mind and going insane. She tried to terminate the rampant programming but that failed miserably; she tried to ignore it but to no avail; she tried to live with it and eventually developed an early form of schizophrenia.

Aikomi did some good guy stuff after this breakdown, like kill Grimm and more people, but bad people. This good guy stuff earned her recognition... Somehow... And she was invited to an academy.
Here's the dark part.
Aikomi couldn't live the way she was anymore, so she essentially hacked herself and inserted a virus into her intelligence programming, causing her to have a particularly bad memory, and for her to be rather extremely dense. Even still, she still sees the people she killed late at night, haunting her, driving her insane, and yet she just can't remember why they matter.

Aikomi nowadays is an adorable, innocent, cutesy little synthetic kitten that appears to be perfect in every way besides her being so dense she could collapse into a black hole at any given moment, and her horrible memory leading her to forget things mere seconds after doing them. She prefers to be alone at night, since this is when she has "twitchy fits" and giggles insanely to herself.

Aikomi glanced around the beautiful landscape that surrounded her.
It was stunning, really. Her visual recepters were very pleased with the sight, so much so that a small smile adorned her face, appearing as though it was natural for her to have such an expression.
She shifted on the high branch of the tree she sat on, curling her artificial spine up to stare down between her legs at the lush, green grass below her. Again the sight made her grin;
such a wonderful world, this was. Pen & Paper were latched to either side of her hips - Pen on the right, Paper on the left. Not that she'd actually need them, but they were there anyhow.

She was content with where she was right now, gently swinging her feet back and forth and humming to herself, simply captivated by the beauty of the landscape around her.