[LPW #89] “We never really grow up. We only learn how to act in public.”

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『Go Petros! Its your turn! Extinguish that fire with an extinguisher I made into your arm!』
 
『Yes! Its a real extinguisher! Even weight in the arm is real! So his arm is so heavy he can kill people with it! ^_^』
 
『Screws? What screws?:reallyconfused: Oh... Those... They were so lose I never even noticed I still had them. xD』
 
Loose... huh...
I would be able to make good use of them.. so.... yeah?
 
『Use them, or get used by them, thats the question ^_^』
 
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『Yeah, I did mean that xD』

『Whats that thingy?』
 
『It wasn't an onion before! Don't you dare lie to me!:objection:
 
『Ah well, I'm tired of waiting so I'm gonna go sleep now... Nighties...』
 
Better sleep and be surprised when you wake up, good night

I can't believe you copied sova, never seen anyone do that
 
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A given mission, mechanical assault, manufactured devotion.
Red eyes, an upside-down form. Even the twisted shape was made to be that way.
No matter how cruel the slaughter, worse than a demon's,
or how gentle the kindness, greater than an angel's,
a machine has neither will nor madness—only code, and a few bugs.
So why, then, does it feel so unbearably sad?