Shakira omg…
Julie Andrews!
omg kristin and bernedette!
SO GOOD
*SNORT* She is spot on!!!
Can we talk about the Liza Minnelli and Wanda Sykes impressions please
I have never been more deceased in my entire life.
Zooey and Drew Barrymore…WUT
Shakira omg…
Julie Andrews!
omg kristin and bernedette!
SO GOOD
*SNORT* She is spot on!!!
Can we talk about the Liza Minnelli and Wanda Sykes impressions please
I have never been more deceased in my entire life.
Zooey and Drew Barrymore…WUT
Okay, so i know i said i was gonna be more active on here. But bleh haven’t been feeling great, nothing new there. But i do pop over here occasionally. And Am gonna be part of the whole Quix losing his core deal-io.
In other news TUMBLR IS A JERK. Cause i went to my inbox and have a message from huntress and some other people and i never saw them. Slfdksjfsf so sorry about that.
quixoticstarkandroboticthoughts:
“S-s-say now cowpoke. I get the feeling i missed something?” He asked his head tipping to one side, as he let out a hiss of steam.
The now-very-human The Spine blinked, before letting out a sigh in an attempt to reign himself back in. “You could say that.”
“Be-e-e-sides you being human of course.So what seems to be the problem?” He asked head tipping to one side.
quixoticstarkandroboticthoughts:
“Touch ‘Bit and I’ll rip you from limb to limb, and that’s a promise.” Quix hadn’t been this angry in a long time, teeth grinding together — His hands flexing at his sides.
“S-s-say now cowpoke. I get the feeling i missed something?” He asked his head tipping to one side, as he let out a hiss of steam.
“I guess i have lost a few p-p-parts. And i could stand for a tune up but.. i don’t think that’s any reason to be so..well you know.” He said with a huff. “But forget ‘em. Thanks.” He said with a bright grin.
The automaton huffs out a small laugh crossing his arms loosely over his chest. “No. I just- You don’t really think any of that. Do you The Spine?”
//Kelly pls your crazy.

Dual colored eyes lifted to the young woman, His head tipping to one side as he observed her curiously. “H-hello.” He said lifting a hand, giving a small wave. “You look a li-little lost. What’s your name?”
He drops his hand a moment later, a grin firmly planted on his face. “My my name is Rabbit. And i was built back in 1896. I’m in a group called Steam Powered giraffe. The singing m-m-musical automatons.”