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MOGARMORE AND DAN LEWIS I CANT BREATHE

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Send ø for a late night text

[TO:D-D-D-DIGIRAY] Gavin’s staying with you tonight right?

[TO:D-D-D-DIGIRAY] TELL HIM TO SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO TO SLEEP

[TO:D-D-D-DIGIRAY] I don’t care if you have to set your volume to full fucking blast and cause tidal waves in his little fucking fishbowl head.

[TO:D-D-D-DIGIRAY] The fucker. Won’t. Fucking. Stop. Drunkenly. Texting. Me.

[TO:D-D-D-DIGIRAY] IT’S FUCKING THREE IN THE MORNING DAMMIT

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((Hey, so it's 11PM and I have class in the morning. So I'll reply as soon as I can~!))

[firstkxng-blog]

Glitch.

Geoff is a man who knows his video games. It’s his job, remember? And he’s encountered more than a few glitches in his time. They range from the silly to the weird, and even to plain disturbing.

But now, he knows DigiRay, and even mentioning the word glitch sends Geoff’s head reeling. Can Ray get viruses? What happens if he glitches? The worry grows in his chest, and he can’t help the growing fatherly worry that he begins to express, in an effort to look out for his friend.t a sill

He won’t let some stupid glitch hurt his friend.

[mrrayboto]

"Who did this to you?"

The robot was rendered silent as the soft question seeps into thick air. A few dents and scratches across his chest piece were the subject of attention now and he had no idea how to explain this. Momentarily, his display screen is filled with static and he tries to talk but the words are distorted.

A sign that he was nervous.

"Well, yooo-Oo-oou know," the distortions almost make him cringe, "People are not always fooooond of robots." He faces the floor, almost turning away, not wanting to elaborate any further.

"It's okay." He feels over the dents once more. "I'm used to it."

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hitchhiker ride au

Now this was something people didn’t get everyday. But hell, Geoff wasn’t going to judge when he saw what appeared to be a guy with a tv for a head looking for a ride. Must be hard when you’re stuck like that, he thinks, and pulls over for him. Might as well be a good Samaritan or some shit. He looks the guy over, and gestures to the front seat. “Hop in. I’ll get you where you’re headed”, he assures.

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"I miss you so very much."

Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts.

"Shut up, Ray." Michael mumbled. He had been half-asleep, glasses askew on his face as his eyelids drooped. It was late in the night - or very early in the morning, depending on how you saw things. Either way, it was far past the time Michael usually went to sleep, a result of having stayed up to talk to Ray instead. The dim light of his laptop screen was the only thing keeping Michael awake, despite how it hurt his sore and tired eyes. “It’s fuckin’…three am.” Michael let out a yawn, and rubbed at his eyes, taking his glasses off and throwing it to the far side of his bed. 

   ”We’ve been talking for like, six hours now…Get some fucking sleep. Charge up. Whatever you TV heads do.” He murmured, eyes already falling shut again, and for a second Michael dozed off, a soft snore escaping his lips before he forced himself back awake. Ray may not have had a face, but Michael had learned to read him by way of channel tuning, the pixels and definition, the amount of static that passed through, and Michael narrowed his eyes sleepily. “I’m fucking tired, asshole. Some of us need sleep, you know.” He flipped Ray off without any real heat, before rolling his eyes.

   "Now I’ll talk to you tomorrow when we actually see each other. But if I’m like two hours late it’s not my fault.” There was a short pause, Michael’s finger hovering over the ‘end call’ button, and Michael glanced up at Ray, an oddly soft expression on his face. He hadn’t seen his friend in months - and he’d be lying if the knowledge that they’d be meeting up for the first time in a long while wasn’t exciting. Ray was his best friend, after all.

                                          “I miss you too, asshole.”