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Mmmm. Maybe. What are you up to, Dave?

uh, hey names dave nice to meet you, probably.

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cogsncrows started following you

Hello. I am Dirk. And you are?

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big sweaters and short skirts with thigh highs reblog if you agree 

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“You hate humans too? Yes. They definitely are a little too squishy and fragile. It only takes eight pounds to break a bone, I think.” He grinned from ear to ear. “I’m a one of a kind, lady. No way I could sound like someone else.”

“At least we can agree on that.”

“They’re so…squishy. and fragile.”

“A cyborg huh? Sounds like someone I know…In fact, you sound as irritating as them. But not as screechy.”

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fuckyeahthelionkinggifs:

‘Man, I hate lions.’ ‘So pushy.’ ‘And hairy.’ ‘And stinky.’ ‘And man, are they u-u-ugly.’

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“Then, I suggest you be careful. Or else that arm of yours is gonna break even more. Don’t want that do ya?” He shrugged. “See the hospital after then. Or something. You should be fine.”

“Shit!” he shouted before he grabbed his arm. “I ain’t got any time to go to the fuckin’ hospital! I have a war to fight!”

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Noo. I survived that war. I went to counseling for it. Those were rough days, good sir.

More like war flash backs to GaiaOnline Towns.

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Ooooooh, touchy touchy. I’m soooo scared right now.

No. I’m not. I am a cyborg. The farthest thing from an idiot.

It’s good you’re not human because I detest them.

No. 

Why would you ask me that I’m literally the farthest thing from human.

I mean you don’t LOOK like an idiot.

Are you an idiot?

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strongmomjasper

So.. You don’t look human. Are you a human?

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“Yeah, yeah, I got ya.” He sighed and made him sit down, fingers working over what he broke. He moved it above his arm. “Ready?” He didn’t even count. He just popped the bone back into place. He didn’t break it, but simply popped it out of place, wrapping it up to bind it in place. “You might have to go to a hospital to actually get it fixed up.. But this’ll help it so it doesn’t get broken.”

“Might as well.. break what ya fix.. I mean.. fix what ya break..”

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Muse: Who's that?!

Me: Uhm, that's a blog I like. I'm too shy to talk to them though.

Muse: No no no, who's the person?!

Me: Oh? Oh. That's their muse. Pretty cool, huh?

Muse: I LOVE THEM.

Me: Uh...

Muse: I SHIP IT

Me: You're the character, you don't get to ship things! That's supposed to be my job!

Muse: SHIP IT SHIP IT SHIP IT

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asks

Moth ❧ What do you find attractive in a person? Doll ❧ do you collect anything? Gravestone ❧ Have you lost anyone important to you? Roses ❧ Are you in love? Paper ❧ What are you currently reading? Locket ❧ Take a selfie. Milk ❧ describe your family. Blood ❧ What is the worst injury you’ve gotten? Dust ❧ Talk about your past. Bible ❧ What are your moral views? Lace ❧ What kind of clothing do you wear? Angel ❧ What are your religious views? Ink ❧ Write a poem and post it. Dagger ❧ Tell one secret you have. Statue ❧ Who is your favorite artist? Candle ❧ what is your favorite scent? Absinthe ❧ do you drink? Casket ❧ do you believe in an afterlife?

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“Well, I don’t really care much for humans. Not my fault. Just how I was sort of programmed and bad experiences with them.” He simply shrugged. “Do you want me to help fix your arm or not, Blue Boy?”

“Dude.. you’re fucked.. get away from me..”

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“A war? What about? Who’s winning? How many human casualties?” Dirk was awful. “How are you gonna fight with only one arm?”

“No no! Just don’t fuckin’ touch me.. I got a war to win and I don’t want ya fuckin’ me up even worse..”

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“Whoops,” he teased, laughing just a little bit. “We can set it back, if you really need it!” 

“Ya don’t just go fuckin’ breakin’ someone’s arm ya fuck!!”

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... Are you immortal? Can a human be immortal?

Nothing, as well. Hanging upside down on my bed and staring at my wall.

It’s from the late Latin Ambrosius, derived from the Greek Αμβροσιος, Ambrosios, meaning immortal.

To answer your question, I’m not doing anything. You?

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Send ‘rough touch’

and the generated outcome will be used for a small drabble scenario or starter { tw violence, possible noncon/dubcon implications, nsfw }

Your muse throws a punch at mine.

My muse throws a punch at yours.

Your muse suddenly grips my muse’s hair.

My muse suddenly grips your muse’s hair.

Your muse roughly grabs my muse’s arm.

My muse roughly grabs your muse’s arm.

Your muse grips my muse’s hips.

My muse grips your muse’s hips.

Your muse wraps their hands tightly around my muse’s neck.

My muse wraps their hands tightly around your muse’s neck.

Your muse slams mine against a wall hard.

My muse slams yours against a wall hard.

Your muse pushes my muse to their knees.

My muses pushes your to their knees.

Your muse bites mine.

My muse bites yours.

Your muse clutches their hand tightly around my muse’s mouth to silence them.

My muse clutches their hand tightly around your muse’s mouth to silence them.

Your muse grabs my muse’s wrists.

My muse grabs their muse’s wrists.

Your muse attempts to shove away mine.

My muse attempts to push off yours.

Your muse roughly kisses mine.

My muse roughly kisses yours.

Your muse pins mine onto the ground.

My muse pins yours to the ground.

Your muse delivers beatings to mine.

My muse delivers beatings to yours.

Your muse breaks my muse’s arm.

My muse breaks your muse’s arm.

Mun chooses.