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I can be trusted with fangs. I can be trusted with claws. I can be trusted with wings. I can be trusted with a tail. I can be trusted with horns. I can be trusted with cybernetics. I can be trusted with a form I wasn't born into. Give it. Give it to me

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underclocking her and removing half her RAM while she sleeps so she wakes up so so stupid.

d'you think whoever wrote this usb-c cable description is. normal. about computers.

If you have a robot girl with compatible alloys, you should seriously consider electromagnetic restraints. Unlike normal restraints, which require safety gear in an emergency, you can simply turn the magnets off. And, given their relative simplicity, you could outfit your whole bed (or even a whole wall or floor) with them, allowing you to lock her in any position you would like.

bodies should have crash logs. why the fuck did that just happen.

i need to flirt with a girl by reading her operations manual. it's the only way things will work out. i need to be doing the shit that amuro was doing with the gundam rx78-2 but to her. can anyone hear me it's so dark in here

> Robot girl whose body has sentimental value

> Robot girl whose owner has covered it in stickers of things she likes

> Robot girl whose owner does its maintenance and whose body is so far from the factory default that its owner is the only one who can do that maintenance

> Robot girl who is covered in small dents and scratches from the antics it gets up to with its owner

> Robot girl whose body tells a story

A bot curled up in the lap of a doll. The doll gently pets her until she has switched over to rest mode, then quietly slips out from under her to go perform its duties while she sleeps. It does its best to watch over her while it works, making sure she is safe in her slumber.

The doll lays its head against the bot as it settles down for bed. The bot wakes, holding it close as it drifts off to sleep in her arms. She too must leave it while it sleeps to go perform her duties. She does as the doll does, watching over her partner as it sleeps as best she can.

The bot returns in time to find the doll beginning to stir to wakefulness. They chat, they laugh, they play, they love. Before long the bot finds herself beginning to tire, and it is time for the cycle to start again.

Realizing I'm otherkin? Wild

Being seen as my kin type? Awesome

Being treated as my kin type?? Phenomenal

Being fucked as my kin type??? Please ruin this machine~