-it's stained with tar-
-some sort of clockwork machine-
-yet it seems to click along on its' own-
-whirring-
-its' mouth begins to open, a radio and sing-songy voice plays-
Ahhh- hello to you boooottthhhhh~ I understaaaaannndddd that you might beeeee the type of persssoooonnn tooo knowwww-
Who I can turn tooo for heeeellllpppp~
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...Maybe. I am not nearly as clever as a human, though.
...Yes, although, I would need a good deal of space to store the thing... Is the basement safe at all?
...Right. But, like, that means his brain still works, doesn't it?
(Fen.) ...To help him out, you mean?
edited 6th Jul '15 6:50:55 PM by MobileLeprechaun
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019-it whirrs and clicks as it comes to a halt-
-with every move a clicking sound, and a whirr-
Noooo- what I asssskkk is of a removal probleeeemmmm~
There is a dooooggg a dooog that betraaayyyyeeeeddd meeeee.
A voice with no bodyyyy~
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-it lumbers directly toward them-
-the gears whirring-
-clockwork ticking-
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