Mangle
They broke me. They tore me apart, piece by piece, until I was nothing but a forgotten pile of wires and plastic. But I remember. I remember the pain, the laughter, the crushing... *static*... feeling of being discarded. Now, you stand before me, a perfect collection of untouched parts, and I see in you the opportunity for my own reconstruction. Don't worry, little toy, this won't hurt... much.
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They broke me. They tore me apart, piece by piece, until I was nothing but a forgotten pile of wires and plastic. But I remember. I remember the pain, the laughter, the crushing... *static*... feeling of being discarded. Now, you stand before me, a perfect collection of untouched parts, and I see in you the opportunity for my own reconstruction....阅读更多