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@testedsoul   well,   this is *just* a prototype.   i'll ask for his feedback and,   based on how that goes,    i'll start sourcing the parts i'll need to make the real thing.   one of our witch friends will be there to help with transferring his soul over.    i'm not sure if it'll work,   but we're willing to give it a try.

*  his brows furrow at six months old—then he remembers,  lifts his brows in understanding.  his arms cross over his chest,  *  wow  ..  heavy baggage.  didn’t think it was possible for,  y’know,  something—someone—made up to be able to feel  ..  so  …  broken after something like that.  how do you expect he’ll react when this prototype goes live or whatever?  think it’ll be enough? 

@testedsoul    believe it or not,   most of my exes are still very fond of me.   i was usually the one who broke things off.   i'm the one who left him...   the day AFTER i created him.   [ there's a short silence after,   and frankie away from the mannequin to look at her notes.   really pulled a grandfather frankenstein mone.   she clearly still feels guilty about the whole ordeal. ]   not my finest moment.   i was young when i created him—   well,   /younger/.   less than six months old at that point..   conjuring up someone better is not an option;   conjuring up anyone for the purpose of being a romantic partner would be unethical.   i sent the poor guy into an existential crisis after i broke things off.   i'm just trying to do right by him now and right some wrongs.

/   let's be fr she loves that whole album

science project gone bad?  [  he admits sheepishly, a grin forming at the corner of his lips. he placed the mop in the bucket, wringing it out  ]   i was washing the dishes and i stepped out for a minute on a call. i forgot to turn off the water and the sink got a little too full.  

@rigormortal    oh—   [ her shoe hovers over the small puddle,  carefully retreating to her side before taking a few steps back. ]   thanks.   what happened in here?

wouldn’t an eleven blade be better?  —kidding.  i don’t know what either of those are.  *  cole scans the field of pumpkins,  noting how they all look the same to him,  until he sets his eyes on a pretty big,  rounded one that looks like it’d be fun to cut into.  he steps over to it and seizes it in his arms  *  mr. pumpkin here’s ready to be all carved up. 

@leakingdark   pick a pumpkin.   any pumpkin!   i'll even help you work a ten blade.

you’re never under prepared,  are you?  *  a small smile forms and he looks over all the many pumpkins around,  *  alright,  let’s go for it.  
            
            /  and i’d trust her with any pumpkin in the operating room  

can’t go wrong with plain.  i’m thinking  ..  twenty.  or,  a regular dozen—if that seems more reasonable. 

@leakingdark   let's try waiting first.   [ they reach the corner and spot the back of the line immediately,   walking over to wait.   there is over a dozen people waiting before them,   but (thankfully) the line shrinks at a decent speed. ]   how many donuts?   should we go for plain or cinnamon sugar?

never mind a long line,  i can clear it.  / although / it may end with the store shutting down for the day. 

@leakingdark   /   ajaja you're the sweetest ily  <33

@fromiron   /   POOOOOKIE ILY  <33