She Glared At The Bottles Of Manic Panic That Fell To The Ground, She Narrowly Missed Being Plunged Through

She glared at the bottles of manic panic that fell to the ground, she narrowly missed being plunged through straight concrete. "I WOULD have had more ammo, but you just broke it, AND THE NICE BAG MY EX-WIFE MADE ME," she was pissed but, decided to let herself at least get tackled down into the snow on the ground below, tucking and rolling out of the way at the last second before she started throwing jars of dye at the feral J, the colourful liquid going everywhere as they were thrown, even some splashback hitting RoboTessa's blue and white dress, but she didn't care at all, she wanted to get more space between her and this mean J.

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The sound of a voice singing could be heard floating through the cold wind from just past the ridge

"Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me And he sang as he shoved that jumpbuck in his tucker bag You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me

Down came the squatter mounted on his thorough-bred Up came the troopers one, two, three Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag? You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me"

it was a woman's voice, with an Aussie accent.... what a stupid little soul, to be singing out in the open while there was a dangerous J on the prowl

She slowly emerged from the landing pod. Her optic sensors now alert, trying to figure out the source of the sound. A large bold X appears across her visor. Her mouth slightly opened, just enough for her fangs to be visible. She flew off, tracking down the women

She glides in the sky, getting closer to the source of the sound. She lands on a rooftop, looking over to see if anyones there. She had her claws drawn out.

"Doesn't ring any bells, sorry, Vanessa." she responded but made an internal note of what to look for, "But duly noted,"

She followed, not really sure but trying to visualize in her mind what the other drone meant

"So... practical question... did you happen to see any... dark shapes that are roughly humanoid wandering around... might have glowing red shapes where the eyes might be?"

N-No? I've been crying most of the day, Vanessa... what's going on?

Okay, that was pretty funny, anon!

Hi, I'm looking to set up a delivery of hair dye to Styles by Tessa. I'm going to need you to phone to confirm with head office however. Please reach out to my supervisor, Ms Two-Tone. Her number is 867-5309

-calling the number-.... Is this some kind of joke? Seriously? Jenny by Tommy Tutone? You're soooo funny I forgot to laugh.

Please don't bother me, I'm trying to do my job.

Tessa wasn't backing down that easily as the hot tool got closer and closer to her, shoving it against the blade, it splintered into hot shards on J. "There's more where that came from!" the Aussie girl insisted, it felt horrible she had to fight the drone who looked like the drones she adored, but, she had to try.

She took a can of glitter spray and sprayed it at the drone's eyes, both the LED screen ones and the ones on the J's 'headband' clogging the eyesight worse.

"Effer-fucking-vescent," she mocked, gaining an opportunity to escape, she took it, flying backwards so she wouldn't be ambushed again.

starter for the account of @xxrobotessaxx

The sound of a voice singing could be heard floating through the cold wind from just past the ridge

"Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me And he sang as he shoved that jumpbuck in his tucker bag You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me

Down came the squatter mounted on his thorough-bred Up came the troopers one, two, three Where's that jolly jumbuck you've got in your tucker bag? You'll come a Waltzing Matilda with me"

it was a woman's voice, with an Aussie accent.... what a stupid little soul, to be singing out in the open while there was a dangerous J on the prowl

She slowly emerged from the landing pod. Her optic sensors now alert, trying to figure out the source of the sound. A large bold X appears across her visor. Her mouth slightly opened, just enough for her fangs to be visible. She flew off, tracking down the women

She glides in the sky, getting closer to the source of the sound. She lands on a rooftop, looking over to see if anyones there. She had her claws drawn out.

Table discussions

Hi, I'd like to book an appointment, last name Bee, first name Kit

-writes it down in pencil- I don't know if this one is a joke or serious, but... I have you noted down for Wednesday at 6pm CDT.