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“Bam! Adopted. It’s been done. I mean...It worries me a bit that so many Connor’s need a father figure because I thought Hank was a cool guy but whatever. It’s cool. Happy Father’s Day kiddos.”

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✦ —| ❝...In reference to the distance between Detroit and Tokyo--6,405 miles, excluding complications or potential delays. Has an RK800 ever been overseas, or is there no need? Does the United States often keep their androids to themselves? I’ve read about the Russia and US rivalry extensively, and can’t help but notice that such developments mimic the infamous Space Race and--❞

K1-B0 sure did have an exaggerated way of speech and a seemingly bottomless array of unrelated questions. Japan’s true aim? Shiny eyes and a mouth that never shuts.

#BICENTENNIAL ; ic #prctotype #//here! i made a thread out of the ask #//hope thats okay with you!#v; WE'LL FIND OUR OWN REASONS TO LIVE {dbh}

❛ how do you say goodbye to someone who was never there? ❜

A question that caused the female to ponder. How did you say goodbye? Many options came to mind, though one lingered there a tad longer.

“It may be pointless but sometimes... it’s better to, to have that feeling of closing loose ends. That way you don’t feel like you’ve left anything behind.”

#prctotype #v: better off #answered #omg I apologize for this taking so long to get to #but also for such a short response #undercover: queue

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“About... twenty minutes. Not very long, considering you didn’t notice i’m sure no one else did.” Rae smiled gently towards Connor, genuine. She’s not always soft, infact she hated acting or showing she was. It was weakness. She catches herself staring at Connor and clears her throat. “Ah.. anyway! I’m just surprised you didn’t notice it, Fancypants.”

#❀✿ IC ✿❀#prctotype #[ YEETS rae into the garbage ]

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ACTUALLY SLAY ME THO ♥️♥️♥️

now where’s the fun in that?

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m-moe ;0;

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“I don’t want him to get in trouble. He was only defending himself,” CC explained. “I don’t agree with what he did. That’s why I stayed behind and tried to save that man.” Which, of course, led to his arrest. He’d been the one at the crime scene covered in blood after all. “He’d been stabbed so many times that there wasn’t anything I could do for him. I could only try to stop the bleeding until the ambulance arrived. He didn’t last long enough for that though.”

He sighed and leaned forward slightly, looking up at the other android. “The victim attacked the android first. I saw him shove him into a wall. I don’t know if he knew that he was an android though. I started that direction to try and help but...well, the android spun around and lashed out with a knife. I started running to them then. The android took off but I stayed behind to try and save the guy.”

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“Come on! Quick! Get inside and do not say a word. If you must leave while I’m dealing with the police, loves, I wouldn’t be upset. Just be careful and take what you need because I need the rest in case of any more of you lot comes here. “ Amelia ushered a small group of deviant androids to the hidden hallway and room within the STAFF ONLY side of her nightclub. As they ushered in, they quickly muttered their thanks or gripped her shoulder in gratitude in which she smiled in kind. She had to be quick for one of her guards up front informed her that investigators were there, much to her chagrin.

Amelia always believed in her heart that the androids were more than machines. Although she understood as to why most of the populace fear them and treat them like trash, but due to the uprising of violence against them was not the answer for the people’s frustration. She just... hated how she drives home and witness protesters and mobs manhandle the androids. So she decided to help those in need, to those who wanted to escape and be free. From then on, she promised herself and them that she’ll helped whenever and however she can.

As the last of the deviants entered the hidden compartment, she immediately pressed the wall shut and made sure it secured tightly before asking one of her staff members, an AP700 -- Austin -- to move the metal shelf carefully to cover the wall. Afterwards, ‘Lia made her way toward the entrance of her club, maneuvering around her patrons, where the investigators are waiting for her. The petite woman made sure that her décolleté black and form-fitting dress was fine and free from wrinkles, her stilettos tapping on the floor.