There were twenty-six Disassembly Drones: bow, there are three. Here are glimpses into their lives, into what could have been.
So, my computer needed to be fixed, and now I’m free to screw around for a few more days. Take whatever nonsense this is.
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A smirked, flipping through the air and looking to see his opponents as they try to catch up. He stuck his tongue out, ignoring how one sped up and tried to cut him off.
He slammed into a tree.
One of the girls laughed at him, but she stopped to help him back into the air. She winked and took off, and he caught up.
He was not the victor in their little competition, but what the hell, he was glad to have heard her laugh.
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