the veez bird brainrot has consumed me
help
feel free to reblog, reply, or whatever else you want with answers and your contributions will DEFINITELY NOT be put in a playlist for preparation for a little kinda sorta bracket (:
any song you think is just coded sorry boys is also fine, not just trailer material if you cant think of anything
Did another movie car cross stitch, this time with Christine :)
that one time I did an impromptu public wax display and possibly, unintentionally, changed the trajectory of some innocent bystanders’ lives
Literally any person: H-
Me: lisTEN UP IM A FUCKING GAMER GIRL I PLAYE LEGO HARRY POTTER YEARS 1-4 ON MY FIRST GEN DS BEFORE SWITCHING TO NINTENDOGS TO MAINTAIN THE WELFARE OF MY 8 DOGS WHO ARE NAMED AFTER SWEARS AND LIKE TO SHIT ON EVERY FUCKING WALK I TAKE THEM ON
Her worried state drops disconcertingly quickly, probably to try and make him more cheery too. “Oooh, yes please! I think you’ll win, in honesty, but I’ll still put up a fight—“
She swiftly stops herself, before she examines him, his shaking becoming too obvious (to her, at least). With behaviours akin to a not-as-intelligent robot staring him down, she seems to read his behaviours like a book. “Do you… would you like to eat first? Maybe that will help the shaking.” It’s difficult to name the emotion in her voice.
She tilts her ‘head’ as best a little camera can. “No, nothing, unfortunately. But you can tune into frequencies for anything of interest.” She pauses, trundling closer to him on her rail, her camera squinting at him.
“I know that’s not what you wanted to hear. W-Would you like to play a game o-or sort through those files you’ve been talking about?”
Two highly uncharacteristic stutters. Was it on purpose to make him more aware of how truly nervous she felt about his state? Or her CPU was too slow for her, for once? It’s impossible to tell with her.