"Woohoo! Motorcy-cy-cy-cycles!" Thirty-four percent and dropping. "I have noticed." "I should vent the air! Purple monkeys!" Please don't. "Where is Triss? She should be here by now."
"That's a g-g-good idea! Seventy-two! Gravity go... System shutdown in-in-initiated. Goodbye." "Pop quiz! What happens when you spill a bottle of Armiilun whiskey on the the central processor of an organic crystal AI?" -Woof.*- *Oops. "Detriis! What took you so long? I was worried!" "I ran into a Karapsa scouting party. You know the protocol." I take it they're all dead now? "Yup! I squished 'em like the bugs they are... well, the bugs they were. They're not really bugs anymore. They're more like piles of ash and some burnt bits of exoskeleton." "Reset complete. What can I do for... OH GODDESS MY HEAD HURTS. I DON'T EVEN HAVE A CENTRAL NERVOUS SYSTEM SO HOW CAN MY HEAD HURT."
I like her jacket. And her skirt. And her tits. "Sir, you do realize she is actually equine in origin, correct?" I don't care, Siri, she's still hot. Sent from my SCH-S720C using Tapatalk 2
Silly Crimson, that's what Rainbow Dash is for. "Sir, mind explaining your attraction to humanoid Equestrian females?" Yes, I do mind. Because I need no explanation. Their bodies do the talking for me. Sent from my SCH-S720C using Tapatalk 2
Siri is an interactive voice interface for Earth smartphones made by Apple. In other words, a primitive AI (by Armistaan standards). "What are Armistaans?" Aliens, Siri. "Ah." Sent from my SCH-S720C using Tapatalk 2
You might have Dash, but she'll never be as good as Shimmer. Seriously, how can you not adore something like her?
