Literature
Rubber-Bot P2 ::wip::
Saturday morning. Joseph wakes up late, the suit having made him sleep extra heavily. He wipes the sleep from his eyes with a yellow rubber finger and he yawns. The suit audibly yawns with him, and he smiles at the sound of his synthesized voice mimicking his human one.
My, God, I, love, this, suit. He slowly says. His speech sounds a bit more natural in rate, since he has had some time to practice the night before. He rolls slowly off the bed, trailing some of his blanket with him. He throws one leg off the bed and squeakily places it on the floor. He goes to throw off his other foot, but Its been tangled in the sheets. He