#amazon rp;

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amazon you need to stop stuttering and being so nervous. that's rather unbecoming of a robot master.

{◣ⒶⒹⓃ- 003◢╞ AMAZON ╡};— “I’m ... I’m a-actually working on that.” Amazon fidgets, no getting even more nervous now that someone has called her out on it. “ ... O-Or at least I’m tryi-ing to.” Her voice was now almost squeaky soft.

“ ... I ... ... ... I’m sorry.”

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{◣ⒶⒹⓃ- 003◢╞ AMAZON ╡};— “ ... Oh.” Now that look of concern became of her usual embarrassed one. The robot got all concerned over nothing and it wasn’t even a serious threat.

“Ah ... I’m so-orry, again. I d-didn’t mean to ruin the fun--!” Well, it wasn’t necessarily ‘fun’’, Amazon--

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 @cuttingedge-punmaster

{◣ⒶⒹⓃ- 003◢╞ AMAZON ╡};— A logging site. That’s where the giant female Robot Master was sent to this time. While her primary function was to guide rather than labor, she was the next best thing to a labor bot that they could get after one of their grab machines over heated. It was no huge feat for the purple robot ... well, it wouldn’t be, if she wouldn’t take so many tasks at once. But she is afraid of getting yelled at for not doing her job, so she kept her mouth shut as she was being run ragged all over the site.

Now she was gathering logs that were chopped down. ... Did she just hear someone say ‘Timber’? It sounded faint though. Ignoring her better judgement, she continued to gather more logs ... that was until one that was new cut landed on her head. Harp let out a squeak as she was hit, letting go all the logs that she collected and landing on her rear head. The purple Robot Master rubbing the top of her head as she was seeing stars.

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@collidexunite

{◣ⒶⒹⓃ- 003◢╞ AMAZON ╡};— The overly tall purple robot watched as the hands-less and rusty shaded, smaller robot tried to pick up a object. It actually looked really heavy too. It was a few minutes before the tall purple Robot Master spoke up, afraid she may be bothering him.

“Um ... excuse me? B-But do you need some help with that?” Harp spoke very softly.