The way she looked at me my optical sensors automatically registered 01001100 01101111 01110110 01100101 and then we knew we were in love.We then adjusted our local coordinates and we intersected at the coffee bean twisting and squooshing machine. As soon as we met my battery pack registered and huge spike and my robotic vibrational module malfunctioned.I barely had the neurons to vibrate my speakers but I got over it. We produced multiple vibrations of air for a very long time .It seems that we were both programmed in the same language and were only miles apart when our owners were assembling us.
After this she started squishing her wobbly skin pad on her mouth and started touchscreening my left arm. She was definitely into my programs and had already started to wipe out my primary functions.
After that she was putting some liquids in her speakers and making turtle sex noises. My neurons calculated she maybe out of battery and therefore recharging herself with the jiggly water.
After a while we started to rhyme with the jiggly speaker sound. My interconnected joints started making robot sex noises and I was embarrassed. She however thought It was the man wobbling the compact disc. She however fell down and I started to see hydrogen peroxide rolling down her face skin pads. I forwarded my arm and said '01000111 01100101 01110100 00100000 01110101 01110000 00100000 01100110 01100101 01101101 01100001 01101100 01100101 00100000 01100100 01101111 01100111 00100000 ' and then i knew our neurons were matched and we were in chemical castrated attraction of human kind
What if whenever u disturb a flock of birds when they are eating something on the ground and they start chirping loudly , what if all of them are saying 'fuck u' 'fuck u' ,fuck u , fuck u in their own language?????
NYA. Now is most certainly not the time to be having a fashion throwback. People you care about are in danger. Please act (and dress) appropriately.
Thank you.
never underestimate me as THE rebecha simp. good day
follows this blog so tumblr doesn't consider you a spam blog in my inbox LMAO
0b ok
*We color pick your clothes and find out you're just wearing really dark pink*
I know proshippers don't really have a style or anything because we're all different humans and such...
But I am starting to notice we all like the color pink