May. 6th, 2016

specktacular: (Default)
[personal profile] specktacular
I like you, mundane. But... I think you have this a little backwards. You're supposed to watch my movie first, not-- uh, you know what? It's cool. I'm just happy to be here.



[cross posted on [community profile] dear_player because new muse is loud]
roboqueen: (so glad we've almost made it)
[personal profile] roboqueen
Haven't you ever heard of pacing yourself? Baby steps? You can't just drop me somewhere and expect me to thrive, dearie. I'm a busy genius; I've got shit to do.

But since it seems that I need to explain it in itty-bitty baby words to you, which let's be honest, isn't really a fucking surprise. So let's try it this way: I want to rewrite the Bible. I can't do that until my lovely face is carved in Mt Rushmore. I can't do that without my army, which I can't do until I finish calibrating next gen's AI. And set up the Arctic facility. And get around to mass-producing those portable ion cannons, and like twenty million other things.

Prioritizing, dearie. Try it sometime, will you? And find me something interesting, while you're at it. Bump that up on your list, right to number one.
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[personal profile] daddyup
So... what now? You went ahead and made the account against your better judgment. And that's coming from me. What'll you throw me into? Your past history is not really reassuring nor is your doubts on your grasp of my "voice". Whatever that means.

Oh you thought I would try to reassure you? Uh you have seen how my family interact have you? First they throw the worst things at you, then they comfort you.

Well as long I got Emma with me I'll be okay.

Even though it would help to have mom, Danny, Riley or even Tucker around.