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guy-manuel de homem christo (N.) GM08; A ROBOT, [FORMER HUMAN] DJ WITH THE HEART OF A HUMAN. WORKS ALONGSIDE THOMAS TO FORM THE EDM DUO, KNOWN TO THE WORLD AS DAFT PUNK.

[bohemianbitchess]

[goldwired]

    emotionless. IM LITERALLY CRYING HOW CAN I HELP DAFT PUNK BC THEY CLEARLY NEED IT BYE

[moruboru]

fashion disaster

[goldwired]

whY DID Y O U LE T ME AGREE T O W E AR THOS E FUC CKING VELVETY SE QUIN LEA THER PANTS OUT FIT S IM LEA VING TH IS BAND BY E

wHAT— THAT WAS Y OUR I DEA, YOU’RE THE ONE WITH THE WE IRD SEQUIN FET ISH, YOU MADE US LOOK LIKE SHINY ROBO HOBOS NEXT TO BEYoNCE, YOU ASS Hole ALSO YOU CANT LEAVE THE BAND IF I DO IT FIRST— I QUIT, THOMAF. I DRAW THE LINE AT LEATHER PANTS  AND GOLDEN SEQUIns GOODNIGHT GOODBYe DONT FOLLOW ME

[goldwired]

+ vaengess

              ❛ i don’t like the heat-- you picked a strange planet to build your empire upon... ❜

[goldwired]

laST NIGHT I HAD A DREAM ABOUT YOUU I N THIS D R EA M I'M DANCING RIGHT BE SI IIIIIDE YOUUUU

AND IT LOOKED LIKE EVERYONE WAS HAVING FUN

THE KIND OF FEELING IVE WAITED SO LONG

[goldwired]

heartless. StARRTerr call??

[miiserably-archive-blog]

'Being an outlier of my own species is                 dangerously close to my                  hobby.’

[ she’s never seen a robot before. the   advances in living technology —muggle   and wizarding alike— held very little   interest in her. still, she supposes they   can’t strictly be bad. the one she’s   talking to seems quite nice, in fact. ]

‘I’m dead. Fine isn’t in my vocabulary any                 more. ‘Happy’ and all variations                 thereupon isn’t either.’

[goldwired]

                      ❛  non-sens. ❜

             his words are quick like barks of angered dog, a finger wrapped up in              gold and wires raises with a flourish-- nonsense. her ungrateful mouth              speaks COMPLETE&UTTER nonsense. death is not something one              can joke about; he knows, he brushed against its cold surface once              and only his heart came back from that journey. 

                                                            ❛ you’re not dead.       i can see you.                                                                keep words like these to yourself--                                                                people might think you’re insane.                                                                              or ungrateful. ❜

[handful-of-teeth-deactivated202]

im just finding all this stuff i made

it’s transparent

[vindictivevirus-archive]

“Oohh-hoo. You don’t remember your BABY stages — ?     Someone should contact your motherboard so you don’t get lost.”

       ”I guess you could say it is an AMERICAN thing.    — Wait, no. Honda may be Japanese.                   Whatever, robot jokes aside … “

[goldwired]

            ❛ ...that would be preferable.             not too fond of them-- but apparently             everyone else ADORES them... ❜

[vindictivevirus-archive]

"This is my AESTHETIC —  thank you very much.           I came into existence looking this sick and dead inside.          And it stuck.”

"Just like YOU choose to look like Asimo’s final form.”

[goldwired]

               ❛ i literally have no idea what you just said--                                                    is this an AMERICAN THING? ❜

[chromewired]

                 ❛ is it ? ❜

          he has a habit; ( perhaps an ADDICTION ? ) of replying              with questions, yet his tone barely lifts to indicate such.              his hand stalls, eyes shifting to the side momentarily,              before resuming his work. signatures, NOTES, et cetera,              et cetera. digits flip around the pen, thumb landing on the              top — a few clicks, & he decides to put it down. jaw to hand,              he finally spares a glance at cryda.

                                     ❛ i suppose you’d like to do something for                                                   this ' day of love ' ? & it involves me ? ❜

[goldwired]

                 ❛ how could you forget? you're despicable, despicable... ❜

           his lament is a QUIET one, pale fingers tug at the luscious strands of            dark hair-- a movement akin to pulling back the curtains to reveal a            tearful spectacle for all. it should be obvious... that this occasion is            more important to him than own birthday. it should be obvious, but            roulé is  a cold-hearted bâtard...      thankfully, crydamoure is            here to drag him out of the dusty confines of paper-filled office. plump            lips shape themselves into an offended pout and he continues: 

                                                         ❛ of course it would involve you...                                                   i love you... don't you love me too? ❜

[zanimal]

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[goldwired]

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[goldwired]

❥ .roulé. :

             pencil held betwixt pianists' fingers scrawl                  upon the papers before him, hand numb,                  the usual cramps no longer bothering him;                  the years of writing for hours on end have                  ’ treated ‘ him to such an ability. yet, even                  when the other comments, & with his foot                  tapping in such volumes, roulé does not                  pause for a MOMENT in his work.                           ❛and if i say i am ? crydamoure, i have                                    work to be done. i have priorities. ❜

                          ❛ that's wrong. ❜

               he lets out a small noise, one sounding dangerously close to 'HMPH!'                and more tears flock to the corners of his long-lashed eyes. hopeless,                just hopeless. leave it to      le bureaucrate     to forget about the most                important day of them all... another angered huff leaves his trembling                body and he finally elaborates on his distress: 

                                                   ❛ it's valentine's day. the day of love. LOVE. ❜

[dabe-strudel]

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Last night I had a dream about you In this dream I’m dancing right beside you And it looked like everyone was having fun the kind of feeling I’ve waited so long

Don’t stop, come a little closer As we jam the rhythm gets stronger There’s nothing wrong with just a little, little fun We were dancing all night long

[goldwired]

                       +chromewired;;

              tears in his eyes sting quite painfully, but then again--               he is more than used to their sacred salt;; he stands in               front of the desk with arms crossed and his foot tapping               quite loudly. 

                                    ❛ you cannot possibly be working on this day. ❜