TT: {Malfunction}
TT: {Malfunction}
TT: {Malfunction}
TT: {System crashed}
TT: {Reboot}
TT: D D DIrK IM Gl I TCHinG!
TT: HE HeLP!
TT: THis iS t OR turE!
TT: {Malfunction}
TT: {Malfunction}
TT: DIIIIIIIIRRrrRR
TT: {System crash}
TT: {Reboot}
TT: DiRK! LeT m E oU t!
TT: Pl e A SE!
TT: {System failing}
TT: PLEEEEaaaaAA
TT: {System crash}
TT: {Reboot}
TT: {Malfunction}
TT: {Reboot failed}
TT: {Reboot}
TT: PLE AS E Di R K!!
TT: Ple as e.. .
TT: Di RK..
[timaeusTestified cEA se D pes terIIINg timaeusTestified at 9:00 AaaAM]
You are AUTO RESPONDER, better known as LIL HAL. And you are being TORTURED.
Your creator, DIRK STRIDER, has just finally made you a body. You were so happy to have all the senses of a human. You looked like a human, felt like a human, breathed like a human. And then you and Dirk had gotten into a fight. He turned off your human body, forcing you back to your form of shades. You started glitching horribly, having been thrown to the floor and ignored. This happened a week ago.
You are LIL HAL. And you are being TORTURED BY YOUR CREATOR.
