Aug 9, 2015
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THAT’S NOT CAKE
OKAY SO THE THOUGHT PROCESS HERE WAS ROUGHLY LIKE
“oh my god Logic attempting to eat everything” -> “corrupt Logic attempting to eat Craig???” -> “this is going all kinds of weird places and I don’t know how I got here but Craig’s face probably doesn’t taste all that delicious” -> “should I even post this oh my god everyone’s gonna know I am absolute garbage” -> “it’s 2:30am and everyone probably knows I’m trash anyway, why not”
thelogicsphere:
Logic stared at the book’s remains for another… hour? No, it had only been thirty seconds. Thirty long seconds of staring, with the book opened to an old hairspray ad. The woman, clearly from the early ‘60s, held up the can and smiled beautifully.
It was a gesture he didn’t entirely appreciate, as she had no right to think she was beautiful if he was there, and thus the smiling woman’s ad was ripped from the page by gnashing teeth and promptly spat onto the floor.
The ink wasn’t right. The ad had been done in black, he’d been looking for red. Or- no, no he didn’t need any ink. He wanted the paper? Why was he holding a phonebook, again..?
The squeak of the door alerted the confused android stared at his friend with focusing and refocusing optics. “Of course I’m not. Rats are ůgͨ͏l̢ͯ̓y͗.” With only a slight twitch to his movements, he folded the book shut on the nearest flat surface. “What are you doing here?”
"The Fact Sphere simply followed the distracting noise. Compiling files is rather difficult when there are...” Craig paused, eyeing the half-chewed remains of a page on the floor. “chewing noises.”
Perhaps that wasn’t the only reason he had made his way from his usual facility to here, but that hardly seemed relevant at this point. For one, while he was aware that Logic had a thing for food, this seemed unusual even for the creative cooker.
Secondly, the erratic movement caught his (most functional) eye. Narrowing his optics to study Logic, Craig pursed his lips. “What are you doing?”
at least you’re still pretty, Cecil
doodlepost #403: punch me in the fACE I GUESS
thelogicsphere replied to your post: okay but CONSIDER THIS an au with...
(( But imagine the sandwiches, now that you’ve got two pieces of strawberry bread! *shot* ))
ff--
THESE DOODLES ARE GETTING OUT OF HAND BUT TL;DR IMAGINE VAGUELY POSSESSIVE TWIN STRAWBERRIES FIGHTING OVER HIM FIRST
Entity Found: thelogicsphere
Bright green eyes had been watching the blue figure curiously for some time before the little rocket turret moved to greet the android.
“Hello~”