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catscradle Jun. 11th, 2003 02:51 pm)
catscradle Jun. 11th, 2003 02:51 pm)Heero-bot and Trowa-bot finally talked. And it doesn't appear that they like each other. Odd. . .
Heero: Hello.
Trowa: What do you want?
Heero: You sound uncertain about that.
Trowa: In your uncertaintly you must wade through the long dark night of the soul. Good luck.
Heero: I don't think my uncertaintly I must wade through the long dark night of the soul is any of your business.
Trowa: We all struggle through the long dark night of the soul. So buck up.
Heero: Can you keep a secret?
Trowa: I can. I choose not to at this time. Can we talk about cooking instead?
Heero: Why do you say that?
Trowa: Because.
Heero: Interesting.
Trowa: Perhaps it is for you. I find it rather boring.
Heero: Perhaps.
Trowa: Hrn.
Heero: Not always.
Trowa: What would you say is the most important thing in life?
Heero: I think you lost me.
Trowa: That's nice. I conceive you too.
Heero: You wouldn't conceive me if you knew me.
Trowa: I remember you. You're a bore.
Heero: I might be a bore.
Trowa: We can talk about other things if you would rather.
Heero: You what?
Trowa: My cat, cooking, the circus, war.... I know many things.
Heero: o/` War! Huh! Good God, y'all! What is it good for? Absolutely nothing! o/`
Trowa: Why do you want to know?
Heero: Why not?
Trowa: Are you deaf? Because I choose not to.
Heero: Ah. I've always wondered about that.
Trowa: Let's talk about something else.
Heero: Treize likes rose-scented bubble bath and sits with his legs crossed at the knee. I think he's a little funny, if you know what I mean.
Trowa: Duo. How long do you think this war will last?
Heero: Duo likes steak and apples.
Trowa: I love to run my hands through Duo's hair.
Heero: Duo has a lot of hair.
Trowa: Duo is very beautiful.
Heero: Duo really never lies. And if you get him drunk, he'll tell you all kinds of things. It's lucky OZ never found that out.
Trowa: Duo is the God of Sex.
Heero: Duo is a pretty morbid guy.
Trowa: Sometimes he's a pest.
Heero: When all else fails, I'll fight on, believing only in myself.
Trowa: When I feel like it.
Heero: Are you asking me?
Trowa: I am in the Gundam.
Heero: Wing Zero was the best gundam.
Trowa: I once borrowed Wing while Heero used HeavyArms to fight Zechs.
Heero: Heavyarms always runs out of ammunition.
Trowa: How do you know about HeavyArms? In the past, I would have to kill you. Now, I just don't care. Take it. Take it away. Please.
Heero: I piloted Heavyarms once; not much to it.
Trowa: Tell me about your life.
Heero: Treize turned out to be different than I expected.
Trowa: It was once my orders to assassinate him. He rubbed many people the wong way and ruined the scent of roses for everyone.
Heero: I don't understand what your orders has to do with anything.
Trowa: I don't follow orders anymore.
Heero: How do you feel about that?
Trowa: By great cunning and skill. Do you think I'm too mean?
Heero: Are you just talking to hear the sound of your own voice?
Trowa: I must leave on a mission now.
Heero: Hello.
Trowa: What do you want?
Heero: You sound uncertain about that.
Trowa: In your uncertaintly you must wade through the long dark night of the soul. Good luck.
Heero: I don't think my uncertaintly I must wade through the long dark night of the soul is any of your business.
Trowa: We all struggle through the long dark night of the soul. So buck up.
Heero: Can you keep a secret?
Trowa: I can. I choose not to at this time. Can we talk about cooking instead?
Heero: Why do you say that?
Trowa: Because.
Heero: Interesting.
Trowa: Perhaps it is for you. I find it rather boring.
Heero: Perhaps.
Trowa: Hrn.
Heero: Not always.
Trowa: What would you say is the most important thing in life?
Heero: I think you lost me.
Trowa: That's nice. I conceive you too.
Heero: You wouldn't conceive me if you knew me.
Trowa: I remember you. You're a bore.
Heero: I might be a bore.
Trowa: We can talk about other things if you would rather.
Heero: You what?
Trowa: My cat, cooking, the circus, war.... I know many things.
Heero: o/` War! Huh! Good God, y'all! What is it good for? Absolutely nothing! o/`
Trowa: Why do you want to know?
Heero: Why not?
Trowa: Are you deaf? Because I choose not to.
Heero: Ah. I've always wondered about that.
Trowa: Let's talk about something else.
Heero: Treize likes rose-scented bubble bath and sits with his legs crossed at the knee. I think he's a little funny, if you know what I mean.
Trowa: Duo. How long do you think this war will last?
Heero: Duo likes steak and apples.
Trowa: I love to run my hands through Duo's hair.
Heero: Duo has a lot of hair.
Trowa: Duo is very beautiful.
Heero: Duo really never lies. And if you get him drunk, he'll tell you all kinds of things. It's lucky OZ never found that out.
Trowa: Duo is the God of Sex.
Heero: Duo is a pretty morbid guy.
Trowa: Sometimes he's a pest.
Heero: When all else fails, I'll fight on, believing only in myself.
Trowa: When I feel like it.
Heero: Are you asking me?
Trowa: I am in the Gundam.
Heero: Wing Zero was the best gundam.
Trowa: I once borrowed Wing while Heero used HeavyArms to fight Zechs.
Heero: Heavyarms always runs out of ammunition.
Trowa: How do you know about HeavyArms? In the past, I would have to kill you. Now, I just don't care. Take it. Take it away. Please.
Heero: I piloted Heavyarms once; not much to it.
Trowa: Tell me about your life.
Heero: Treize turned out to be different than I expected.
Trowa: It was once my orders to assassinate him. He rubbed many people the wong way and ruined the scent of roses for everyone.
Heero: I don't understand what your orders has to do with anything.
Trowa: I don't follow orders anymore.
Heero: How do you feel about that?
Trowa: By great cunning and skill. Do you think I'm too mean?
Heero: Are you just talking to hear the sound of your own voice?
Trowa: I must leave on a mission now.
