TOASTER BOT POWERING ON

He sighed. This was NOT going well. “Told you I ain’t a wvery good artist, miss. Knovw it ain’t good. Giwve it to me straight.”

He gets into a more comfortable position in the chair, ready for the critique. It’s gonna be garbage. It’s gonna be garbage, he just knew it. It doesn’t even LOOK like art.

She looks critically at the paper for a moment before looking at him over it.

“There’s something where there was nothing, right? You decided to put some shapes on paper, and you did! That’s art, and direct anypawdy who says otherwise to me!” The paper is set down on the table at the last word.

There’s another pause before L’vitsa beams at him and speaks again. “Besides, didn’t mew say you liked abstract? So here we have your first masterpiece, representing the struggle of an emerging artist!”

WH-...you serious? No. You can’t be serious, kitty. You....pff. Nah. This is crap. This ain’t no masterpiece.”

He shook his head. “Can’t be. It looks...it’s crap! Mighta tried hard and all that, but...” He sighed. Wow. She seemed...happy. Like. Real happy. That’s really...suprising, to be honest. Guess he might as well...you know. “Well...i guess it ain’t that bad.”

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Heeey, kitty. Hovw's it going? This is Cronus, from class.You knovw. The monitor headed one.

“Heyyy Cronus!” L'vitsa waves in his direction, seriously contemplating the empty piece of paper taped to the wall in front of her.

“How are mew doing?”

artsandcats:

He’s barely staying in the stencil with his hand, His head is humming and clearly struggling a bit. You can hear his fan whirring, desperately trying to compute this whole situation. He still doubts he’s doing too well, even if he’s putting in so much effort.

“No. No. No. No. Not doing vwell. Nope.”

“Hey now, hey now! It’s alright, Cronus. Calm down.” She pulls the paper away, tilting her head to watch him. “I’m proud of you for trying, good job hun.”

The paper does indeed have two very squiggly overlapping squares. Clearly this is abstract art at its finest.

He sighed. This was NOT going well. “Told you I ain’t a wvery good artist, miss. Knovw it ain’t good. Giwve it to me straight.”

He gets into a more comfortable position in the chair, ready for the critique. It’s gonna be garbage. It’s gonna be garbage, he just knew it. It doesn’t even LOOK like art.

sofaru

Okay.

That’s j-

Oh, no.

He couldn’t move. He, j-. He couldn’t move. His joints couldn’t move. Like, at all. Cronus was currently stuck in a running position. Just a few moments ago he was sprinting to get under an awning, trying to avoid the rain. He was waterproof,...

“Alright. VWell. Pleased to meet you, Feferi. Thanks for helping me out here. Heh. I’d shake your hand if I could do anything but, you knovw. Speak. Heh. Guess my joints need a little oiling or something. this ain’t ewver happened before, so. Just trying to guess. You knovw. Yeah, you knovw.”

“Sorry for making you do all this. Heh. Really shouldn’t hawve gotten into the rain to begin vwith. Didn’t expect to get fully paralyzed, but. Ah, vwell. Least i’m vwaterproofed, right? Man, it’d suck to be dead just like that. If i’m gonna go out, it’s gonna be on the edge of a plank fighting a bunch of space alien pirates and ewventually giwving an AVWESOME one liner as I fell dovwn into the space alien ocean. Man, that’d be great.”

“But that ain’t really a big deal right novw. Really grateful for you doing this, baby. Like, REAL grateful. Didn’t vwanna hawve to stand there in that stupid position for days or vweeks or months or vwhatewver vwaiting for someone to bring a vwheelbarrovw owver or something. You’re, like, literally my guardian angel. That’s the best vway my vwordbase could describe this sorta thing, Like, for real.

#colorfulcephalopod

Alright so this is seeming a little bit, like, redundant or something like that. My vwordbase can't really describe vwhat i mean exactly. But. VWould you hawve happened to run into a dragon chick that VWASN'T you, lately? Like. I'wve been looking for her for a vwhile novw. VWe got some important kinda...business sorta thing. Yeah. That.

w41t, how d1d you g3t my numb3r?! st4lk1ng 41n’t r4d dud3! 1t’s fuck1ng cr33py.

VWell. Alright. See. She’s been threatening some sorta physical sorta thing vwith me lately. Like. Texting me and letting me knovw that her tongue could snap my neck vwithin three seconds. So. I got fed up. I told her my dorm; said she’d see me there. You knovw. For like, a fight sorta thing. But she ain’t here. I ain’t ewven seen her for a vwhile.

3hh t-h1zzl3 1s 4 b1t h4rdcor3 wh1ch 1s r4d to th3 m4x! so 1 would l4y off 4nd stop p1ck1ng f1ghts w1th ch1cks th4t c4n crunch you up h3h3h333. >8)

VWell she started it. I mean she ewven said she vwas gonna ‘deal vwith me vwhen she found me.’ vwhatewver that means, but. if you don’t knovw vwhere she is, then. thanks for the help.

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Alright so this is seeming a little bit, like, redundant or something like that. My vwordbase can't really describe vwhat i mean exactly. But. VWould you hawve happened to run into a dragon chick that VWASN'T you, lately? Like. I'wve been looking for her for a vwhile novw. VWe got some important kinda...business sorta thing. Yeah. That.

w41t, how d1d you g3t my numb3r?! st4lk1ng 41n’t r4d dud3! 1t’s fuck1ng cr33py.

Alright. Latula. Got it. Latula, Supreme dragon queen, literally the coolest most radical thing this side of the planet. Got a nice ring to it. Heh.

But. Yeah. That’s probably vwho i’m talking about. See. She vwas supposed to be at my dorm. VWe got a thing arranged. Like. Yep. A thing. But. You knovw vwhere she is?

nop3. 4nd 3v3n 1f 1 d1d 1 prob4bly wouldn’t t3ll you.

who 3v3n g4v3 you my numb3r you cr33p?

buuuuuuut for th3 s4k3 of sw33t sw33t goss1p. why 1s sh3 supos3d to m33t you th3r3?

VWell. Alright. See. She’s been threatening some sorta physical sorta thing vwith me lately. Like. Texting me and letting me knovw that her tongue could snap my neck vwithin three seconds. So. I got fed up. I told her my dorm; said she’d see me there. You knovw. For like, a fight sorta thing. But she ain’t here. I ain’t ewven seen her for a vwhile.

Alright so this is seeming a little bit, like, redundant or something like that. My vwordbase can't really describe vwhat i mean exactly. But. VWould you hawve happened to run into a dragon chick that VWASN'T you, lately? Like. I'wve been looking for her for a vwhile novw. VWe got some important kinda...business sorta thing. Yeah. That.

w41t, how d1d you g3t my numb3r?! st4lk1ng 41n’t r4d dud3! 1t’s fuck1ng cr33py.

VWell, i mean. She’s got a long tongue and she’s a prefect and I think her name starts vwith a T, uh. Supreme dragon queen, literally the coolest most radical thing this side of the planet. If that’s vwhat’s you vwant me to call you, Like, you knovw.

w3ll 4s much 4s 1 would lov3 to 4lw4ys b3 c4ll3d dr4gon qu33n supr3m3, my n4m3 1s l4tul4, wh1ch 1s st1ll 4 r4d1c4l n4m3.

4s for th1s ch1ck, th3r3;s no oth3r dr4gons, dork. but you must b3 t4lk1n 4bout l1ttl3 t-h1zzl3! sh3′s pr3tty r4d.

#feferi #colorfulcephalopod #sni starter #whoa antics man

Alright. Latula. Got it. Latula, Supreme dragon queen, literally the coolest most radical thing this side of the planet. Got a nice ring to it. Heh.

But. Yeah. That’s probably vwho i’m talking about. See. She vwas supposed to be at my dorm. VWe got a thing arranged. Like. Yep. A thing. But. You knovw vwhere she is?

Cronus: Be an unwilling statue

Okay.

That's j-

Oh, no.

He couldn't move. He, j-. He couldn't move. His joints couldn't move. Like, at all. Cronus was currently stuck in a running position. Just a few moments ago he was sprinting to get under an awning, trying to avoid the rain. He was waterproof, sure. But sometimes...sometimes those little metal joints rusted awfully fast. As in. A few seconds sort of fast sort of thing. Yeah. That had just happened. He was standing in the middle of the grass, looking incredibly goofy and frozen in place. This was not good. He was going to have to call out for help. Oh, no. Oh nooo.

"Sooooooo. Uh. HELLO?! ANYBODY?! I'm sort of, uh. Stuck. Yeah. If anybody could carry me off to the nurse's office or something that vwould REALLY be ideal. like for REAL. I'm not EWVEN joking."

Alright so this is seeming a little bit, like, redundant or something like that. My vwordbase can't really describe vwhat i mean exactly. But. VWould you hawve happened to run into a dragon chick that VWASN'T you, lately? Like. I'wve been looking for her for a vwhile novw. VWe got some important kinda...business sorta thing. Yeah. That.

w41t, how d1d you g3t my numb3r?! st4lk1ng 41n’t r4d dud3! 1t’s fuck1ng cr33py.

VWhoa vwhoa vwhoa. Calm yourself. I asked around for a dragon lady’s number. I got this one, see, but the chick I’M looking for ain’t named Latula, so. Yep.

w3ll 1 don’t know 4ny oth3r dr4gon ch1cks s1nc3 1′m th3 only on3! th3 supr3m3 dr4gon qu33n 1f you w4nt to c4ll m3 som3th1ng. l1t3r4lly th3 cool3st most r4d1c4l th1ng th1s s1de of th3 pl4n3t!

but 1 d1gr3ss. who th3 h3ck13 4r3 y4 t4lk1n 4bout, now?

VWell, i mean. She’s got a long tongue and she’s a prefect and I think her name starts vwith a T, uh. Supreme dragon queen, literally the coolest most radical thing this side of the planet. If that’s vwhat’s you vwant me to call you, Like, you knovw.

#raddragongirl #terezi

Alright so this is seeming a little bit, like, redundant or something like that. My vwordbase can't really describe vwhat i mean exactly. But. VWould you hawve happened to run into a dragon chick that VWASN'T you, lately? Like. I'wve been looking for her for a vwhile novw. VWe got some important kinda...business sorta thing. Yeah. That.

w41t, how d1d you g3t my numb3r?! st4lk1ng 41n’t r4d dud3! 1t’s fuck1ng cr33py.

VWhoa vwhoa vwhoa. Calm yourself. I asked around for a dragon lady’s number. I got this one, see, but the chick I’M looking for ain’t named Latula, so. Yep.

#latula #raddragongirl

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“…VWell, no. Not at all.” Of ALL the people who’d walk up to him today…”It’s sorta exactly related to somethin you knovw. See.” He’d sighed, not really too sure how to put the rest of his thoughts into words. He was doing that a lot today, he noticed. He just assumed...

#rose #temperatetechnography #YOUR MOM #HAH

“VWovw. Okay. No need for any of that. Said, like. A paragraph’s vworth of vwords so far. Guess I mighta made the vwrong impression or something. Alright. Lemme explain.”

He sits up, brushing the plates on his legs off. Dirt wasn’t gonna affect him, but. “See. I. Uh. VWell. ....vwovw this is starting to sound a bit more insane as i keep letting it stay idle, but. ...Just vwant you to keep in mind that i am being ABSOLUTELY serious vwhen i say this. Please keep that in mind. Yep.” He paused.

“So your mom’s really hot.”

Okay, come on.

Okay he had been running this hyping up program for LONG ENOUGH. Cronus stormed out of his room, expecting for the dragon chick to be standing at the door....and it was empty. ...Excuse me. He peered his head out of the dorm, looking on both sides of the hallway. Nope. Not a soul; definitely no choking-tounged girl. He stepped out of his dorm. He was getting this. Even if the chick didn't show up, he was getting this.

He wandered around, not seeing any particularly reptilian people around. This was starting to piss him off. He had the chick's picture and everything; where in the...wait! was that her? ...no. that was a little too old for a high school student. Ah, well. Maybe it was her mom? I mean. He didn't know. Ah, well. He stormed up to her.

"Excuse me. Uh. Miss. Yeah. Just vwondering if you'vwe seen, like. A dragon chick vwandering around. Like, vwell. You knovw. Giant tongue and all that. Sorta had a thing set up vwith her."

#sni starter #prosecutorpyrope

Heeey, kitty. Hovw's it going? This is Cronus, from class.You knovw. The monitor headed one.

“Heyyy Cronus!” L'vitsa waves in his direction, seriously contemplating the empty piece of paper taped to the wall in front of her.

“How are mew doing?”

“I can do that! Here!” She leaves and returns within a second, transferring the piece of paper to a desk nearby. A stencil and the pencil go next to the paper, and her tail flicks at the stool in front of the desk.

“Sit, and draw a square! Just the outlines for now, okay?” She is clearly excited. Square one? No problem. Let’s draw squares.

He sits down, taking the pencil into his hand. Okay. he can do this. This is gonna be great. Yeah. Alright. He moves his hunk of iron hand across the paper, shaking like crazy and beeping a bit as his processor struggles to understand what’s going on, aaaaand…..

Well. It’s a shape. Yep. It’s a very, VERY squiggly shape. Oh. Yeah. It looks pretty bad. Worse then a toddler’s, really. He could tell.

“Somethin tells me that this ain’t really that great.”

“Shhh it’s fine you’re doing great. Now do another one.” She pushes the stencil over a bit, so the squares will overlap slightly, and keeps her hand on it to hold the sheet steady.

He’s barely staying in the stencil with his hand, His head is humming and clearly struggling a bit. You can hear his fan whirring, desperately trying to compute this whole situation. He still doubts he’s doing too well, even if he’s putting in so much effort.

“No. No. No. No. Not doing vwell. Nope.”

Heeey, kitty. Hovw's it going? This is Cronus, from class.You knovw. The monitor headed one.

“Heyyy Cronus!” L'vitsa waves in his direction, seriously contemplating the empty piece of paper taped to the wall in front of her.

“How are mew doing?”

His hand made a little tinking noise. Didn’t seem too fragile, just a bit like a piece of scrap. “No, you don’t understand. There is literally NO capacity for art built into this monitor. None. Unless you’re teaching me from square one, kitty, I ain’t gonna be doing no art.” He kept his voice as sarcasm-free as he could. He was trying to be honest with the chick, after all.

“But, uh. Yeah. I am into that sorta thing. reminds me of vwhen somebody tries running something on this head of mine. All I can say is that the processing system in this big-ol plastic thing is positiwvely ANCIENT. and i couldn’t hawve it any better myself.”

“I can do that! Here!” She leaves and returns within a second, transferring the piece of paper to a desk nearby. A stencil and the pencil go next to the paper, and her tail flicks at the stool in front of the desk.

“Sit, and draw a square! Just the outlines for now, okay?” She is clearly excited. Square one? No problem. Let’s draw squares.

#L'vitsa #artsandcats #more like my actual art skills HA

He sits down, taking the pencil into his hand. Okay. he can do this. This is gonna be great. Yeah. Alright. He moves his hunk of iron hand across the paper, shaking like crazy and beeping a bit as his processor struggles to understand what’s going on, aaaaand.....

Well. It’s a shape. Yep. It’s a very, VERY squiggly shape. Oh. Yeah. It looks pretty bad. Worse then a toddler’s, really. He could tell.

“Somethin tells me that this ain’t really that great.”

Heeey, kitty. Hovw's it going? This is Cronus, from class.You knovw. The monitor headed one.

“Heyyy Cronus!” L'vitsa waves in his direction, seriously contemplating the empty piece of paper taped to the wall in front of her.

“How are mew doing?”

“Oh, nooo. I ain’t got ANY art skills whatsoever. Really. It’s surpising; Just don’t really got that sort of thing programmed in to this big ol’ metal clunker of a head of mine. I dravw like a toddler, and I ain’t even exaggerating vwhen it comes to that. Like, really. I’wve compared the dravwings; the toddler’s usually looks much. much better. I’ll just keep vwatchin you spill genius onto the paper. You knovw. Just keep being the wvievwer.”

He didn’t take the pencil, waving his hands to try and indicate that he didn’t want it. “Seems like you got plenty of minimalist influences vwhen it comes to your stuff. I dig it. I most DEFINITELY dig it.”

L'vitsa shakes her head at his denial, tapping the pencil against his hand. (Not at the knuckle, just in case. She knows they can be fragile.)

“Hey. No cub ever got better without purractice, for one thing! Fur another, I didn’t ask for a masterpiece. Just wanted to see what you’d come up with.” She keeps her tone lightly coaxing, trying not to show how amused she was.

“Mew into minimalist stuff? That’s the easiest, in my opinion. Less tiny details to worry about, mew know? Who cares if your hands are a little shaky, it means you’re getting more texture in mewr work!”

His hand made a little tinking noise. Didn’t seem too fragile, just a bit like a piece of scrap. “No, you don’t understand. There is literally NO capacity for art built into this monitor. None. Unless you’re teaching me from square one, kitty, I ain’t gonna be doing no art.” He kept his voice as sarcasm-free as he could. He was trying to be honest with the chick, after all.

“But, uh. Yeah. I am into that sorta thing. reminds me of vwhen somebody tries running something on this head of mine. All I can say is that the processing system in this big-ol plastic thing is positiwvely ANCIENT. and i couldn’t hawve it any better myself.”

#artsandcats #L'vitsa

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Cronus wasn’t acting right today.

It was a bit subtle; just the way he walked, the way his voice crackled out of his spears, just every little action that he did seemed to be a bit wrong in some strange little way. It was weird to onlookers, to be certain (though most...

“...VWell, no. Not at all.” Of ALL the people who’d walk up to him today...”It’s sorta exactly related to somethin you knovw. See.” He’d sighed, not really too sure how to put the rest of his thoughts into words. He was doing that a lot today, he noticed. He just assumed that he just sighed a lot when this sort of thing happened. It HAD to be something like that, or something. He still wasn’t too sure. He wasn’t too sure about anything, really. That HAD to be the worst part about this whole thing.

“VWell...somebody you and I BOTH knovw just happened to do something to me yesterday that didn’t...it...I. I don’t ewven wanna describe it. But it hurt, toots. It really, really hurt. Made me feel VWORSE then I EWVER had. That includes 30+ years in a landfill..” He shakes his head. “I don’t knovw. It just hurt. It hurt a lot.”

#langourouslalonde

Heeey, kitty. Hovw's it going? This is Cronus, from class.You knovw. The monitor headed one.

“Heyyy Cronus!” L'vitsa waves in his direction, seriously contemplating the empty piece of paper taped to the wall in front of her.

“How are mew doing?”

“Just fine. Juuuust fine…vwhat you taking a look at there?” He came a little closer, taking a closer look at the thing. “…vwait, no. It’s either a covw in a snovwstorm, or it represents the feelings of emptyness experienced by the creator of the piece. Something like that, right kitty?”

She stares at him for a second, then wrinkles her nose and turns back to the paper.

“Neifur… Though I suppose the second one could be true, but for that I would have something more like…” A pen appears in her hand, almost magically. L'vitsa leans forward to ink in a small blob, which she quickly smudges gently to make the edges soft.

“Something like that. To give a feeling of a /something/ in the nothing, mew know?” Then pen waps Cronus on the top of his monitor and she grins. “Good thought though, if pawtentially heavy on the sarcasm!”

“I vwasn’t necessarily trying to be too sarcastic about it, but. Least I got close. Either vway it’s getting to be a FINE example of post-minimalisim. Also. Ovw. That vwoulda hurt if i had pain systems.” He rubbed his monitor a little, just to hammer that in a little.

He leans in, getting a closer look. “I get it, I get it. You’re creating a presence in the absence of anything else. Guess I might almost consider it a biy genius, if you put a little vwork into it.”

ctartsandcats:

L'vitsa waves the pen at him vaguely, narrowly missing drawing a line across his monitor. “Shush mew. If I damage anything then mew can meow about it. Fur now, feel furee to continue calling me a genius.” There’s probably a heart at the end of that sentence. You can hear it.

A few seconds pass with her staring at the paper, eyes beyond it (or on it, projecting ideas onto the space) then she starts drawing smaller shapes along the edges of the paper in a rounded rectangle about the shape in the middle. Afterwards she looks at Cronus expectantly, ears flicking towards the paper then perking up.

“Okay. Alrighty, then. You’re a FURREAKING genius, kitty. I vwill CONTINUE saying that AFTER you end up damaging me because it’s true and I vwouldn’t be too mad about it.” As she waves the pen at him, he moves his head a little further from it. Oh, and he DEFINITELY noticed that little accent at the end of the sentence.

“”Novw….clearly those shapes are supposed to represent the creations of the something-out-of-nothing. He’s created some sort of company, of sorts. Or….vwell. Maybe it’s something else. I dunno, kitty. you’re the genius. That’s all I got.

“Thank mew, sweetie!” She’s not gloating. Okay maybe a little. It’s never a bad idea to stroke a cats ego; it will really only help you in the long run. Like her ignoring the way he twitches backwards and not teasing him about it even a little bit.

L'vitsa nods with him, considering the paper. Then she turns to walk away to the cabinet labeled PAPER in big letters, calling back to Cronus over her shoulder.

“That’s good, I like that! I think if they were a bit closer to the shape in the center, that would make more sense for companionship, but with them on the outside, I think it sort of emphasizes the isolation of the center being? Though that’s my view as the artist, which doesn’t make your view as the viewer any less valid!” By the last few words she’s returning with a black sheet of paper and a white colored pencil. The paper is hung up next to the white one, then she offers the pencil to Cronus, grinning.

“You want to try?”