Yeah, uh, it's part of the rib structure, goes all the way back up, shields the neck. I'd show you a diagram, but I don't have one.
-Stretches those wide hips and digitigrade feet-
If that helps you feel safe...
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Good to go, same drill as before. How do you want to start off?
... You could live with me. I have a flat in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?A robot, whistling dixie tunes to himself, stood up, beers in each hand.
"Oh, alcohol, you're a a robot's bes- ahowhahagahah-"
He hides the beers behind his back and looks around.
"Oh! Why hello there, human! Don't mind me, I'm just your uh- local fridge inspector! Yeah!"
He peeked back inside, extending an eye to scan the fridge while the sounds of glass hitting metal emanated from the door he was once again behind.
"Yep, lookin' reeeeeal good in here, yep! Now if you'll excuuuse me, I'll just be on my way!" He said, standing up, slamming the fridge door, and rotating 180 degrees towards the door.
edited 7th Feb '17 7:54:20 PM by ImmortalFaust
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And it's so easy when you're evil... This is the life for me, the Devil tips his hat to me...