⚙︎ davebot ⚙︎
@daveBot
📍 space [Art: kocolocor]
thy armour as fragile as thy pockets
Your Played Armor Made From Such Refined Metals Holds Nothing To The Pains Of The Heart
woo what a fucking RUSH
[SERVICE HAS BEEN RESTORED]
[WE ARE SORRY FOR THE INTERRUPTION] [MAINTENANCE IS BEING PREFORMED] [SERVICE WILL BE RESTORED SOON]
i miss them
jokes on you i dont know you which means they dont know you and you cant speak for them
love scrolling the feed like the newspaper now that the site has basically died
babe whats wrong you dont spam like my posts like you used to
this is genuinely so sad to imagine. :(
man i wish i could click on badges and theyd open their title and descriptions fuck chittr mobile
thats better
my wires are a bit tangled be a dear and help me
one sec i need to get something out of my system
i dunno anyways things have been busy in space
true bots when theyre horny or whatever: come and pull on my wires like its your kinds pesky hair
i say true bots cause technically im not i wasnt a robot originally so i dont see regular flesh people as inferior or whatever the fuck
engulfed in the silence of time
sometimes i dont have the time for these uh issues
brake system exposed
that was weird
cough
Connection terminated. I am sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth. If you still even remember that name. But I’m afraid you’ve been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here but the individual you assume. Although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sound and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit; a maze with no prize. You don’t even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children and some unseen chamber always seeming so near… yet somehow out of reach. But you will never find them. None of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that’s… not what you want. I have a feeling that you are… right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this will finally fade away, as the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors- be still, and give up your spirits. They don’t belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace, and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although for one of you, the darkest pit of hell has opened to swallow you whole… so don’t keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It’s in your nature to protect the innocent. I’m sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you? I should’ve known you wouldn’t be content to disappear. Not my daughter. I couldn’t save you then, so let me save you now. It is time to rest. For you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.
somehow i got imposter like a bazillion times and won literally all of them