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Anxiety fires magma hot androgen bombs from adrenals that sit on the mech’s once bullet riddled kidneys. †Afuatron, out of Calamity’s lament, grabs her teflon sides, wincing at her helplessness to aid her friend. But once those words met her copper ears(that her friend neither wanted resolve, or cared for the metal thing) The †Afuatron, with massively articulated steel fingers,plunged her hand into her very own chest. Wrenching out the chord that connected them, she splattered bits of steel and aluminum things. Engine fluid bubbled while she sobbed gobs of petroleum, losing gallons of the stuff as she went. - ” It is the way Robots have a falling out it seems”
~ Dr Foo on when to say goodbye
Sharpie swordplay by the †Afuatron
I’D DECIDED AFTER MANY YEARS OF USING ALIAS NAMES IN MY SIGNATURE — TO ACTUALLY SIGN MY NAME…
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Excellent Performance.
Dr. Foo on supercomputers
sumi inking by the †Afuatron
~”STAGE CREW” ANOTHER FROM THE SERIES INDUSTRIOUS BLOGGED BY MY EVIL TWIN —- DR. FOO~
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Androids are interesting creatures. Like humans, they learn in a system of language. Only this language consist of 0’s 1’s and do not computes. All those functions can make a motherboard tired i imagine…
~Dr. Foo on Putting your computer to sleep.
Robo scribble by the †Afuatron
~THIS IS FROM THE SERIES I’VE BEEN MEANING TO FINISH, INDUSTRIOUS BLOGGED BY MY EVIL COUNTERPART DR. FOO~


