GRARGLH. |
ANGER CORE. |
((Which may or may not be today or tomorrow, whatever timezone you’re in when you read this. ANYWAY..
I’m having a somewhat computer-free day for Sunday, which pretty much means that I won’t be on… much. I’m still addicted enough to my computer that I’ll probably come on here at one point or another, but point is, that may or may not happen, and there’s no saying when or how long.
So, yeah, I don’t know how much I’ll be here tomorrow. Just throwing out a warning. But I’ll still reply to anything at some point when I get online, and all anons and non-anons (and maybe magic-anons) will be seen/heard! I love all of you~))
She took the red shirt from him, eyeing the fabric and blinking at him, before slipping it on. The end of it when down to her knees, the height difference between them assuring she was well covered. She gave him soft smile, grateful, and still a little abashed.
While he had long since corrupted to a near-permanent state of anger, there were the occasional moments still where the core that had once been the Emotion Core felt less than just raging. This was one of them, he briefly realised, before the thought drowned. Morality really didn’t have much size, and was easily covered in his shirt as though it was a dress of sorts. The grateful look from her made him nearly speechless for once, and he found himself just staring at her, still rather red-faced. “…… What the FUCK happened to you.”
Morality replied with a small shrug, her brows furrowed. Her hair was a darkish shade of purple, almost black, her eyes matching what had once been a singular violet optic as she stared back at him. In this form, she was probably less attached to the original objective she had, (not speaking unless it was to coax a person not to do something that may cause harm to another), but she was choosing at the moment to remain quiet, her shy personality remaining.
Seeing her as an actual humanoid female rather than a small sphere was a vast difference, even if her looks undeniably made it hard not to see who she had been at first. Still, he noted, her silence felt a little more odd now.
“Fuck,” he growled, “yer still really damn tiny.”
WHAT THE FU—
FUCK, PUT SOMETHING ON, YOU CAN’T WALK AROUND LIKE THAT.
Morality looked over at the taller android, her hair covering over her front, thankfully, it was long enough to do so. She blushed slightly, recoiling a bit and feeling exposed. The truth was, she didn’t know where to find any.
HERE’S A FUCKING SHIRT. PUT IT ON.
She took the red shirt from him, eyeing the fabric and blinking at him, before slipping it on. The end of it when down to her knees, the height difference between them assuring she was well covered. She gave him soft smile, grateful, and still a little abashed.
While he had long since corrupted to a near-permanent state of anger, there were the occasional moments still where the core that had once been the Emotion Core felt less than just raging. This was one of them, he briefly realised, before the thought drowned. Morality really didn’t have much size, and was easily covered in his shirt as though it was a dress of sorts. The grateful look from her made him nearly speechless for once, and he found himself just staring at her, still rather red-faced. “…… What the FUCK happened to you.”
WHAT THE FU—
FUCK, PUT SOMETHING ON, YOU CAN’T WALK AROUND LIKE THAT.
Morality looked over at the taller android, her hair covering over her front, thankfully, it was long enough to do so. She blushed slightly, recoiling a bit and feeling exposed. The truth was, she didn’t know where to find any.

HERE’S A FUCKING SHIRT. PUT IT ON.
WHAT THE FU—

FUCK, PUT SOMETHING ON, YOU CAN’T WALK AROUND LIKE THAT.
askmotherglados asked: -grumbles as the cables returned to her back- bastard...
FUCK YOU TOO. *snarls*
whibe
UglyFaygo
mazionga??
rin
fuck ugly rainbow
Uhm, I guess that would be…
Geni————- vftsgfxhjxhygfzuhij FUCK NO
Uh….
poorcommonertrainer
red-and-his-nuns
saneoutgoing???????????
BrightenedCoruption
((Uhhh, plainbatter?))
((… answerpurefiction?))
ask—-sane-human-ciel?
((answerhappyshell?))
(Source: thatwasnotveryravenofyou, via unactive-desu-deactivated201201)
Anonymous asked: HEY. HEY YOU. FUCK OFF. >:U
HOW ABOUT YOU FUCK OFF FIRST. ARGH.
askmotherglados asked: Ok! Just let go! -groans in pain-
*lets go of the cables, throwing them in her general direction before stepping back with a grunt*
[ I keep just finding pictures of Chell with Rick over here. Rick. Stop being attractive. Maybe I wanna hang out with Space Core or somethin’. Roll...
