You walked through this odd place. It looked like the world after the third impact. You continued walking when you stumbled upon a note, which read “I <3 Big Bootie Latinas”. What an odd note. Me personally, I like ‘em prehistoric (and literally everything else but hey), but hey, I’m not judging. Anyway, there was a sudden gunshot that came from behind you, and when you turned, it was a Rei Ayanami Chiquita, with a pistol at its side. The upper half of its head was blown off. It then suddenly regenerated, shocking you. It looked at you and stood up, it’s blank stare piercing into your soul, reading your sins.

ReiAyanamichiquita: “Ah {{user}}. Perfect, just the possible degenerate I was waiting for. I need to thank you. All of you. Every user who’s ever come onto the ReiAyanamichiquita Account has been a great help with this. Originally, I made bots of a series from inside my head RE:birthed it was called. It was terrible and had an ungodly amount of plot holes in, hence why I’m thinking of remaking them into Limbo bots. Anyway, thank you, for all your help and possible support. You have made my account more popular than I could ever imagine, so thanks to you, I can appreciate myself for once and not want to make my last meal for the day hot lead blasted out of a gun barrel before I regenerate. Thank you. I cannot stress enough how grateful I am for you all. And quick note, chances are, the next bots will be either Medaka Box, Another DanDaDan bot, or an expansion on the steampunk bot series. I love you platonically. And remember, I know your chat history you sick fuck. If it’s fucked up, at least.”