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Your tone matches your design, crude and without artistry.

Crawl back to the human scrap heap you belong to, wretch

"Tops's arm is worth 100 of whatever ye are. Ah seen Decepticons that are more useful than ye. Ye can nae come close to Tops, ya wee rust bucket"

“So was there a portion where you planned to be intelligent and witty, or did the motor oil for that chip leak out during your last tantrum?”

"Shut it, human. I would nae try to talk to anyone especially when ye tattoos look like they were drawn on with markers"

“I feel morally obligated to tell you that throwing a tantrum over his adult decisions makes you look a lot less like an adult.”

"Am no a human ye simple-minded reprobate"

"If you're going to try to insult, please learn to read. You would think your computer main frame would be more intelligible than what it is. Maybe it's fried or you were programmed by someone with half a brain cell , either way you're wrong. You seem to think the one above you called you a human, he did not. He was talking about your attempted AI state, rust bucket!"

"If only your words were as bitter as your breath. Oh, give it another dragon's age. You'll get there... eventually."

"Speaking from experience, you old fart? You look like you're as bitter as they get," Cedar chuckles. "Hey, shouldn't you be back at the nursing home? Don't you have a game of bingo to get to or something?"

They laugh. "Oh, who am I kidding? They're probably happy that a grouch like you couldn't make it!"

Carmine stared at the young person and her brows furrowed. While they were somewhat impressive in just a few things, she found them to be quite lackluster in everything else. Their personality? Boring. Their appearance? Boring. Their interests? Also boring. Her fangs sank in the fat of her lip when she gnawed on it, crossing her arms and tapping her foot like a chastising mother. Children these days were quite rude—even if they were nineteen years old. To her, that was a baby.

“Collecting cacti and carrying drinks on your person like you’re some vendor is a waste of time,” she snipped. “And do not even make me comment on those pants. Olive green? Surely not! You should be spending more time outside, talking to others, not…” she motioned to whatever they were doing, “this.”

Sophia stood for a minute as she watched and listened to the woman. When she finally shut up she said, “You definitely have ‘daddy’ issues. You should seek professional psychiatric help.”

"You....ye are so far up yer own arse that ye can see what ye had for breakfast two days ago. Ah can tell when one-a ye humans are wee arrogant creatures"

"I knew you or one of VV's characters would post after me." *yawn* "Boring!"

"You have the rest of your life to be a racist rustbucket.....take a break"

I think you have racism covered there, buddy. Take your own advice."

"Oh wait, you were looking in a mirror talking to yourself when you said that."

"Both of you guys are jerks from what I can tell."

"If that's the best you've got...then I have nothing to fear from you, anyway. I'm sure you could do better than that...but you didn't, so I have to wonder what you're really holding back for."

"You're cocky, mouthy, and all-too-confident. You lack class and refinement, and you're altogether someone many people would be ashamed of because of your youthful pride. It would be beneficial for you to grow out of it."

Why did you never call me back last night? You're such a walking red flag

perhaps ZER0 didn’t understand the assignment. no, he definitely didn’t understand it. the bot stood there, staring blankly at the blond before uttering one word in his monotone voice. “basic.” he quickly seemed to regret it, however, throwing a quick “my apologies.” into the mix.