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cl4ptastic replied to your post: Hey Lilith, you're looking more grumpy than usual.
Wow, rude.
❝ No, what’s rude is not staying dead with the rest of your little claptrap buddies like you were SUPPOSED to.
In fact, why are you even talking to me? Don’t talk to me. ❞
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❝ Let’s get one thing straight here ― I don’t like you. Actually, quite frankly, I hate your guts. That being said, I’m only saying this ‘cause I don’t want my girlfriend dead. Funny as it is to watch you choke on a fork, you don’t eat the utensils. ❞
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//No don’t be intimidated, I’m the least intimidating person there is
I love that you have very shiny guns worth lots of money!
Confession Time || Accepting.
“My guns..?” The woman narrowed her eyes for a moment. “Claptrap, is that you? I swear if you’re thinking of selling my guns again--”
@cl4ptastic
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Oh god, he’s laughing. Not that he tried to restrain it in the slightest from the start, but it’s gotten out of hand. His head’s thrown back, arms folded across his aching midsection as he struggles to contain the mad cackling that has his entire body quaking ― but he can’t. It’s just too damn funny.
Is claptrap seriously trying to kill him? Does this pathetic excuse of an AI honestly believe that HE would be the one to take down Handsome Jack? A defective machine that can’t so much as climb a flight of stairs? HYSTERICAL. At this point, tears well in Jack’s eyes with how hard he’s laughing.
He rubs at his eyes with the heel of his palm as his laughter gradually dies down into the occasional bout of snickering, and breathlessly, he finally decides to address the poor robot.
❝ What― seriously? What the hell are you trying to do? You can’t even pull the trigger, can you? You really don’t get it, do you? You’re useless. ❞
“Masks!” (I"m only sending this for the visual of Claptrap trying to be incognito when he's just got a halloween mask taped to his eye)
Send “Masks!” for your muse to approach mine at a masquerade ball/party. || Accepting.
The masked sheriff just blinked at the box shaped robot, as it wheeled up to her. Even with the Zorro like mask taped to the machine, it was painfully obvious who it was.
“How the hell did you even get here?”
cl4p-tastic started following you
[GROANS.]
Oh yeaaah! They were offering you money to do all of these terrifying and painful things. Did they ever actually pay you? Well I’m sure they will eventually! I mean it’s not like you work for a HUGE Jerkbag that rewards loyalty and hard work by killing you afterwards and throwing your lifeless body out like trash! Oh, wait…
There’s a lot of staring. There’s an odd mixture of emotions on Tim’s face as his grin is strained and his eyes start to widen. You dumb...stupid...robot.
Tim’s solution to his pent up emotion? He kicks the bot over. “Stop talking! Just--do not talk again! You’re a robot. I’m a human being! Our situations are different so fuck you!” And then the doppelgänger is walking away, leaving the poor bot to its fate.
