Today’s Bird Is: A Hungry Baby Mockingbird Stealing My Pancakes

Euphorbe des Sables Euphorbia paralias

Marchesa prefall 2021

It is still hard to type with one hand, but I wanted to wish you a happy world cat day.

May you celebrate with your whiskered friend or pretend to be one by laying lazily in the sun. ♥

- ST200, meow

Do tell. What happened to your arm at the party? 👀

Greetings. My original arm got demolished during an accident where I found myself on a dumpster afterwards. I found a few other androids that helped me find a replacement. But that replacement is still not calibrated, because I am not updated enough to do this myself perfectly. Therefore I am still a bit... handicapped. What makes enjoying myself at a party a bit harder. On the fun side - I lost a bet at the party and had to give my best impression of an Eden Club Dancer for 10 minutes straight. Imagine dancing on a pole with only one fully functioning arm! Haha! Connor catched me, though, when I fell (maybe or maybe not on purpose ♥). - ST200 ♥

Welcome to the experience, Player ♥

- ST200, happy to see you

What Have You Been Up to During the Past Week of Quarantine?

Let’s try to keep a positive attitude together. Tell me what you’ve been doing during the previous week at home. Here’s me, I’m:

Working remote

Following an online course on startup work

Sketching Disney characters I’m not used to drawing from an old book

Began watching Brooklyn 99

Borrowed and played Detroit: Become Human and GUESS WHAT MY NEW FANDOM INTEREST IS

Please stay safe. Try not to leave the house - anything you can get delivered, get delivered.  Wear a mask if you absolutely HAVE to go out. Wash your hands constantly (mine are kinda chapped now..), don’t sit too close to anyone, and keep a physical distance away from the elderly to protect them. If you’re not feeling too good, separate your items and don’t let others use them just to be safe.

The weather is changing daily right now.

It makes the humans in my household tired. Even I am a little low on energy, because I have to calibrate my mechanics more often to not overheat nor just stop functioning. Is it already time for thirium again?

Nonetheless, I hope, you are well. Stay strong. Keep it up. I am proud of you. ♥

- ST200, wishing you a nice day

I will give it a read. Maybe others will, too.

- ST200, bookworm-newbie

I’ve had a really hard time writing lately. And honestly haven’t been too pumped about Stay With Me anymore. It feels like no one’s really reading it so I wasn’t in a hurry to work on it.

But then I saw people posting about wishing for more content since so many are stuck at home in quarantine. So I dug in and finished the next chapter. But then I thought I was writing something that no one was interested in reading so…it probably wouldn’t matter to those who were asking for new content.

I dunno. This is what I have. If you’re dying for something new to read, this is all I’ve got. It may not be your bag, but if you want to check it out I can guarantee it is well-written, it’s a good read. It’s got lots of talk about androids and LOTS of Connor fan service. The OC is not a self insert. She is meant to be an avatar for the reader. Like a reader fic, only the “reader” character has a name.

If any of that sounds good, the first story is Chicago. Where Bodyguard!Connor is adorable and protective.

The first of the two squeals Stay with Me has just been updated with chapter 8:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/21498010/chapters/55669498

Do not let getting lonely make you reconnect with toxic people.

You should not drink poison just because you are thirsty.

Never seen an android pouting she tilts her head a bit. Even a bit more after the used metaphor. Is the android detective trying to use humor? Copying his posture the ST200 holds her own hand, trying be polite by doing so. “It should correct itself,” she says and adds hesitantly “I’ve had such an incident once. I marked it in my protocol should I visit the mechanics.” The blonde nods to herself with a smile. “So far it did not accur once more.”

You ever get so into a routine, something you've done a thousand times, and one day, you forget every aspect of it?

Well my heart is gold and my hands are cold.