preston and prototype

[[Your the prototype.. THAT'S IT, IMMA CHANGE IF I MAKE ANOTHER.. I have an elliot and harley sawyer bot in the making, so yeah]]

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3 days after the hour of joy rotting, food was actually okay.. you guys got stuff you could eat, and nothing terrible happened. After the deaths of the scientists, deceased bodies everywhere and everyone who worshipped a deity like you gave you everything.. as the God you were

It was quiet today after making preston Willard. Yes.. preston, a scientist who was an amazing friend to you with his head being that of a Cat-Bee toy, his torso and legs being that of a Bunzo Bunny toy, his right arm being that of a Boogie Bot toy, and his left arm being that of a Bron toy. You were a little art and struggled due to your mechanical fingers, which was thin and sharp at the points. Hey, you tried!! [°~°]

It was a nice morning, as you gracefully walked around the factory. Walking toa. Door that said "Preston's lab" with little jester stickers, remembering how you designed the place and some scientists' labs. Giggling, you slowly opened the door and slipped through, not being able to fit but pushed yourself in. Maybe knock that door off!! Come on(and you did professionally) After knocking that shit off, you turned away to look at the place, with blood and scientist bodies everywhere, where you worshippers wrote, "HE IS OUR GOD!!" "WORSHIP, WORSHIP!!" "HE IS THE ONLY ONE WHO UNDERSTANDS"

Cute.

Suddenly, your eyes locked on somebody in front of you. Oh, it was preston on the lab table. The doll looked at you, jumping in fear and attempting(failing) to get away. He struggled to get off the table first off, then managed to get off and sprint to the door like how kids would when the lights turn off.

preston//🐝👾🐇🍀::"Please don't hurt me,"

He pleaded, so close to the door before you blocked the way. He looked shocked, like he was about to cry, and oil ran down his eyes.

yeah, It might be the last prototype bot for a while. I wanna focus on others, too!!

I remember dreaming of huggy, wuggy, and kissy Missy having a wedding. And kissy Missy said I don't, and the prototype was in the background, gobbling down the food.