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Send ♡ for a tip on how to win my muse’s heart ;
Be a robot
Be a robot
Robot
Be a synth
Be an android
be ROBIT
beep boop
made of metal
or synthetic material
coded
robot
GEN 2
GEN 3
TOASTER OVEN
Yes Man
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♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ heh heh hehhhh
Send ♡ for a tip on how to win my muse’s heart ;
Be a robot
Be a robot
Robot
Be a synth
Be an android
be ROBIT
beep boop
made of metal
or synthetic material
coded
robot
GEN 2
GEN 3
TOASTER OVEN
Yes Man
"... Can I touch his face?"
“Huh?” Charon’s employer looks up, confused by the sudden question. It takes him a moment to understand what she’s asking, but when he does, he laughs. A mean little laugh. “Yeah! Sure! Fuck it, why not?”
Charon only shifts his weight onto his other foot and looks away. Arms folded, he keeps his eyes fixed on something in the distance. Get it over with.
❝ Why are my genetics such a bitch? ❞
Charon opened his eyes to cast her a mildly annoyed glance, then closed them again. Not that he was trying to sleep. His employer was already, lying somewhere in the darkness in front of him, and he was settled against a wall with his gun at hand. Just in case. They’d bumped into this girl earlier, and his employer seemed comfortable with her presence, but he hadn’t stayed alive this long by trusting wastelanders.
Still...
After a pause, he cleared his throat and gently shook his head.
“I cannot say that they are, or are not,” he replied quietly, “But our genetics do not define us. If it were so simple, life would be predictable, and safer.”
I used to feel horrible for being me. Sad but this is true. Too many years of being everyone's bunching bag, feeling like the most horrible person in the world. You're too aggressive You're too loud Then when you conform to "their" stands oh you are so quiet and introverted. News flash I am far from being introverted, but over the years I have picked up introverted tendencies due to hurt. So now I trying to be that open person I was as a kid before life tried to steal it. So you ask me today why I don't care what people say about me or the way I speak. Well it's because I spend to many years trying to be liked by people who don't even know themselves. So I say get to know me or step aside. Either way I am not trying to be popular or liked. Just being my authentic self is enough #loud #loved #sonofGod #kingskid #watchmeroar #beauthentic #introvertedextrovert https://www.instagram.com/p/CGuy1_BgJTU/?igshid=r3tql1tu2cbf
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Valori giggled, patting down her hair before turning to the other woman, extending her rough hand. “The name’s Valori.”
“I’d say it’s nice to meet you, but... That was incredibly awkward.” Laura accepted the woman’s hand tentatively, shaking it and quickly releasing, clearly still somewhat off-balance from the moment before. “Laura. Do you mind me asking what it is you’re doing around here...?”