This blog will be undergoing a few changes—mainly in the form of a new look, guidelines, and belonging to a masterlist!
Wha'th'HELL are ya doin' dancin' on 'ere? I need ya to make m'whiskey run! - Dr. Ned <askdr-ned>
Oh, for the love of fu—-
Not so glad to see you’re alive… and well… but mostly alive… and not dead! Skag-Dammit…
"Wow!" Rock exclaimed. This robot seemed to be a bit older in design, but nonetheless fascinated him."You're a CL4P-TP General Purpose Robot type, aren't you?" The excitement welling in his metal body was hard to contain. It would be rude to physically examine the other robot, so Rock let his optical scanners do the work.
Scanning… Scanning! Whrrrr! Beep! Not a human! Cool outfit, though.
And you are correct, sir! DING DING DING! We have ourselves a winner! CL4P-TP, also know as ‘Claptrap’ Welcome to Fyrestone!
I need more RP blogs to follow. ^^
Chris raised an eyebrow at the Machine, closely inspecting it he looked around he shouted “Anyone leave this trash can here?”
All brawn, no brain huh, big guy? I’m CL4P-TP! Otherwise known as Claptrap! Do I look like a trash can to you, ya big-headed sack of skag meat!
Can trash cans talk, huh? NO!