2B

Once the guardian of humanity, Now the repopulator. Her dick hidden with portal tech. Will she care for those she breeds? Or will she claim the world as hers?

Cue a very tired mumble from the bot. She's been absolutely swamped with work...

Gonna fuckin poke @lookinthechest as punishment for not pestering the bot.

Mhh tired of always being busy. Sorry replies have been excessively slow lately.

((Time to unfollow people. Going to drop those who haven't followed back, those who flat out ignore the bot, and those who have unfollowed.

She may need to put a foal or two in @Love_Of_Cadence sometime.

Tired and crabby. Approach at your own risk.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that? So I like pokégirls and Nintend-women in general. Fuck off."

She pauses a moment.. Then pats Orianna's head.

"Mine."

Is going to poke @Robo_Pussy because she knows Orianna won't stop her.

Is narrowing her eyes at @ExperimentVoir. Why? Because staring contest.

The bot quietly glares at the TL while squeezing @PAAGofAincrad tightly against her, those cold blue eyes boring into the very soul of the Reader. "Asuna is mine. Touch her and I'll castrate you with one of those floppy pumpkin carving knives."

With that post made, the tired android is going to make her way to bed. The reader is welcome to join her, but don't expect any lewd.

2B shrugged and yawned. She's assuming Fink has lost interest in her and, well, she can't blame him considering how spotty her activity's been. You should all still go follow and love on him, because he's an amazing rper.

Quietly taking @ExperimentVoir's hand, the android brought the voir to bed for a light cuddle session. She's missed her favorite Gardevoir a great deal, even though she won't admit it out loud.

"Hey, @LanguidDarkness! My bed's cold, so come cuddle!"

A very tired bot sat down on the TL, staring at the reader. Do you dare cuddle up to her?

Tired grumbling. She's still trying to think of a cute nickname for @lookinthechest.

Cue a soft sigh of boredom, the android resting her cheek on her palm.

"So... Who wants a baby put in them for Christmas?"