internet personas || o + robots

[B.Y.T.E !]

Now Goldie was someone he had heard off, though it was always hard to catch her out and about. The young one seemed to be fairly popular among his crewmates, often hearing how she was a sweetheart and many other things along those lines. Though, he had had heard pitying whispers about her as well, much to his confusion. Plane couldn't help being curious about the captain's daughter, hoping that he might be gifted with even a simple conversation just to be polite to the little one and gifted he was not too long after his little panic, watching the feline slink forward and seemingly a bit sore from her injuries. Her weariness seemed quite obvious, though he found it would be rude to bring it up and instead watched quietly as the little lady looked to his creation with curiosity, even complimenting his works and easing his own anxieties as he gently nudged the Hatbot towards her, the machine wiggling it's arms to amuse the child. "I'm glad that you find it "neat". As for how I learned to make them, it all started when I was probably around your age, miss. I had found and old book on all sorts of mechanics, leading me to try it out just for fun. It later grew to help me get out into the world and learn other things I know, such as chemistry!" It was obvious in his tone of voice that this had been a big moment in his young life as he explained excitedly to children despite the young ones often giving him a bit of anxiety. "And yes, my skills can come quite in handy and in trouble at some points when I made them for an old job of mine. If you're interested in making something a bit more...easy...I could always help you? I-I mean, it's fine if you aren't I doubt it sounds all that interesting to a little girl. " Plane couldn't help reaching up into his bag with a paw, scratching nervously as his face and hoping this kid wasn't ready to throw the tropical equivalent of a snowball at him.

"SPEECH"

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