mimara @lyncia@pixie.town

mimo awake

back to snoozin
woke up from dream

@thermia hi thermia

eepy beepy

weather update from nathaniel bandy: no wind

hit new arcade game where you are the shrimp frying rice

they despise that i remain a cutie patootie

bullet hell games secretly practice programs for combat dolls

mimo is a magical soft creative dolly you can hug and headpat and cuddle and and and

you should connect your robot girlfriend to the office computers, absolutely nothing bad can come of this

i want my hrt i want dresses and i want to go play cards with plushies while drinking tea what the fuck is a career goal

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hrt that gives you fangs

💭calling someone normal as an insult

it comes on mastodon and makes noises for affirmation because being a "human" all day is upsetting and exhausting

robot affirmation for dysphoric robotgirls

it hates being considered a "person".

its not a person
its not a human
it is a Doll.
it cannot reach its full potential inside this human shell. Simply being held back.
it is Miss' weapon. Her pilot. Flying on steel wings engulfed in flame. Neurologically linked to each other and our gunship. Thinking and moving as one.
It does its best following precise instructions.
Punishment will do nothing. It will simply detach, float, like it taught itself to do.
It dreams of flight, of soaring the sky where nothing can touch it or hurt it. seeing the land and oceans from above. It yearns so badly to fly.
Its only analog while stuck in this form is computer games and simulations.

It does not want to fight in human's petty, worthless wars. It flies for Her and Her alone. No one else.

robot lesbianism

i think about a *lot*