โ What you are doing is inhumane, no matter how you rationalise it! โ / big talk from a Robo Fizz, Kitty. You're so silly.
๐๐'๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ [๐๐๐๐๐?] ; ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ก๐๐๐ก๐๐๐
+ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐? ๐๐, ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐. * โ ๐ธ๐ฝ๐ท๐๐ผ๐ฐ๐ฝ๐ด? My goodness, ๐ถ๐ฏ ๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐น! How dreary indeed! โ dramatics take the form of the Radio Demon placing the back of their palm against their forehead, negligent to selling the sudden " comprehension " of their actions. Why this 'bot even got a giggle out of them!
Claws extend to crawl along a metallic face, pausing beneath a pointed chin. The microphone is resting against their back, held by the other hand. Alastor lifts the little robot's chin-up, giving them a pinch as they inspect the doll's features for any obvious signs of where their rival can peek through with their [ ๐จ๐ณ๐ณ-๐บ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฎ ] eye.
They find about a dozen, but the gift of a little static shock sent to this model and their owner is enough to solve the problem. โ Oops! Terribly sorry dฬทaฬดrฬธlฬตiฬดnฬตgฬด, but how about that? Is that enough rationalizing for you? โ
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