@theseptimalsumeragigroup
???: TBH, Wasn’t vry hard, all I had 2 do waz follow ur lil’ babby signal.. and smell. #powned.
It.. probably wouldn’t take a rocket genius to figure who this mysterious, shadowy, meme slanging person was, as he was pretty sure him and RAY had an encounter.. He thinks, he honestly confuses all the robots he meets together, it’s quite confusing:
One’s blue, one’s Red, One’s a dope, One’s not, One falls for his trap hook line and sinker, and the other one kind of flails around and hits everything like an Orangutan.. An Organutan with a club.. A REALLY big Orangutan with a club.. At night.. without any visual aids.. and kinda moans about needing ‘Gels’ or something once in a while. Constantly. Without fail-
The internet slang slammed into RAY at full speed, messily scattering her thoughts she tried to process what she'd just been told, her eyes flickering with uncertainty as she looked at the boy up and down. Hacker she is, though she isn't quite used to that in actual speech.
And a second was all it took to realize and understand that.
The only thing she could organize was a flat mumble.
Somehow, RAY had just managed the absence of a question mark because she gave up trying to think of an articulate response.