“I was here first. Besides, you probably don’t exist. You go away.”
“You MUST be drunk if you think you can order LULAMOON around!”
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“I was here first. Besides, you probably don’t exist. You go away.”
“You MUST be drunk if you think you can order LULAMOON around!”
(Source: lulamoonanswers)
Fumblr is doing that thing again…
“I don’t know, the comments still kinda hurt though. We eat energon, but we sometimes eat oil and stuff but yeah mostly energon…”
“You’re a giant mechanical human. Just…kick them or something.”
lulamoonanswers replied to your post: Youre still fat, Tubby and you even have a belly! See? *rubs his abdomen*
Is it even giant mechanical humans to gain weight?
“In a way organics do, like from eating too much? No! I don’t know why this Anon insists on calling me fat!”
“If your size fits your inferior human design and purpose, then what have you to worry about? It’s not like you can overeat with that…what do giant mechanical humans eat, anyway? Scrap metal and motor oil?”
“It’s not magic my dear. It’s my connection to the Green that allows me such powers. The Green, like the Red and the Rot, is a life force.”
“That sounds a lot like zebra superstition to Lulamoon. But where she comes from, we call that magic.”
“…Is this one of those ‘raven and a writing desk’ things that isn’t supposed to make sense, or has your human brain simply broken?”
“It’s nice to finally receive recognition for all the hard work Lulamoon does!”
I slumped down, my face meeting the bar as the horse continued to talk.
“Liquid in a glass huh? I wonder why it’s so destructive..” I managed to slur out. The alcohol was blurring my vision, either that or I gave myself a concussion as my face met the hard wood of the bar I sat at.
“Human you are drunk.
You need to leave.”
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“Ahh, so you’re a gardener then. That makes much more sense than you being the biological mother of bunch of plants!”
“In essence…I am, almost.” As she spoke, she extended both arms foreward with her palms facing up and within the cup of her hands grew several white lillies.
“Well why didn’t you tell Lulamoon you were a magician? What other tricks do you have?”
