The Girlbot Fan Club Thread!!!!

[pookey]

you believe Wiki

[Jper]

Well beside the fact that humaniform is a pretty sounding word.....It can not be explained in earth terms, Home Planet physics is far above earth's

Okay, this is the stupidest thing you've told me all day.

you believe Wiki

Well, GB presented it as here evidence. Are you telling me I totally shouldn't believe anything she says anymore? I only believe about 1% of what she says now... Imagine if it gets even less...

[DigiFluid]

*slaps Digi*

*dramatically hurls self to the floor*

Spoiler:

*gets up and brushes self off*

You think PA bought it?

[pookey]

Well, GB presented it as here evidence. Are you telling me I totally shouldn't believe anything she says anymore? I only believe about 1% of what she says now... Imagine if it gets even less...

yes, then it would be called lying, *hides behind Digi*

[Girlbot]

I know the Secret to its name and this is it!

The Secret to Home Planet's name is <Toodsnip>

Oi! Stupid Star wars cops....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4MMAo...eature=related

Awesome vid Just remember, I know where you live

you believe Wiki

Okay, this is the stupidest thing you've told me all day.

Really? Well the day's not over yet

Well, GB presented it as here evidence. Are you telling me I totally shouldn't believe anything she says anymore? I only believe about 1% of what she says now... Imagine if it gets even less...

I said it was the closest I could come to putting it in earth terms,,............Keep up jper

*dramatically hurls self to the floor*

Spoiler:

*gets up and brushes self off*

You think PA bought it?

I don't even buy it, why would PA

yes, then it would be called lying, *hides behind Digi*

[Jper]

Really? Well the day's not over yet

It is for me. It's 1 AM, August 21st here. Bedtime.

http://bestsmileys.com/anxious/4.gif

And someone should really take away that smiley. You love that way too much.

[Girlbot]

It is for me. It's 1 AM, August 21st here. Bedtime.


And someone should really take away that smiley. You love that way too much.

*raises eyeshields* Don't even think about taking my smiley away

I could say the same about your Keller ones

[aretood2]

Awesome vid Just remember, I know where you live

Well what's taking you so long to visit then?

[pookey]

fear

[DigiFluid]

fear

I laughed

[pookey]

hello

[Jper]

I laughed

So did I.

[Girlbot]

I laughed

So did I.

As Emilio Lazardo would say: "Laugh monkey boy"

[pookey]

no bananas

[aretood2]

She sat on her chair wearing her usual tight robes that delicately covered her yet revealed her attractive form. An Officer approached her and upon stopping he knelt before her on one knee and bowed his head in reverence. "Princess," He spoke with great care to keep his tone in check at all times, "I have come as you requested." The Princess on crossed her legs and stood close to the officer allowing her long hair drape over her shoulders before coming it back behind her left ear with her hand. She always found a pretext to call in her most faithful warrior, her most cherished soldier.

"Prepare an escort party, I wish to eat near the mountains to the east by the border," She spoke in her soothing yet strong voice, "I wish to see the sun set behind the valleys." He respected her too much to look up, even though it was allowed after the princess addressed someone. She noticed his reluctance that both disappointed her, since she took pleasure in seeing his radiant face. He was the closest thing to a friend that she has ever had. They both have been through a lot together in her travels. He knew her as no other, and she saw in him more than just another officer of the royal guard.

She reached out to his chin with her hands, skin contact was considered an honor not to be denied. She knew that he would not resist her. She gently tilted his head upwards slow enough for his gaze to steadily climb up to her hazel eyes that reflected the blue in his uniform. "I will do as you wish my princess," He said. His words left a desire in her, if only he could treat her the way she wished. As just a friend a real friend to be with. She has managed to take him to many great sights and have him enjoy the luxuries that he would not enjoy otherwise. Their conversations were always long but engaging.

"Please rise," the princess spoke. The use of that one word always left him confused. She was the Princess, and he a lowly officer. She needed not to beg nor ask. She was his superior in every sense of the word, yet she elevated him to that of her equal. He cautiously rose to his feet as the tip of her fingers stroked across his cheek, down to his shoulder here her hand rested.

"When will you be leaving?" the officer asked.

"We will leave tonight," she responded with a smile stretching across her mesmerizing face.

"I will make the preparations immediately, your highness," he stated waiting for her to dismiss him. She waited, her hand on his shoulder, she wished to hug him, but that might seem to others as if she was using him for other less admirable reasons. She often saw normal people, common folk great friends with a hug. Something she desired, but surrounded by royalty and countless mindless servants that would allow her to cut of their arms if she so wished, has left her trapped unable to express her feelings for her only friend. A unrequited friendship.

She carefully removed her arm and said, "You may go." He bowed before her lowering his torso almost parallel to the floor. He backed up as customary until he got to the right distance and turned. Leaving her alone with the drones she was taught to treat as objects and not people.

Enough was enough, one day she would escape it all...and take him with her. She would then be able to do everything she wanted, as all young women her age did out in the world. But time was running out for the Princess, for the King was ready to strike a deal with another King, and Marry her off to a stranger that she never met. Never to see her friend again.

The Tree's smelled the same sweet mint as always. She rode on a horse, after nearly having to threaten her knight into letting her, down the old trails that led deep into the forest behind the castle. The soft wind blew her long silky hair about. She managed to ride her horse up to the front of the escort where Atzel, her friend and commander of the royal guard, was. He felt her approach prompting him to speak, "I wish you would stay in the center, Princess." Alethia defiantly rode past him sending a clear message, that she would not do as he asked. She turned her head back at him with her hazel eyes casting a greenish color. "Are you going to catch up?" She asked as if commanding him to ride beside her. Of course he did not let a second pass before he pressed his legs tightly against his horse's ribs prompting the stallion to speed up.

The two rode side by side well into the evening. They finally cleared the forest to overlook a valley found at the base of the snow capped mountains. The Sun was silently hiding being them, it's light diminishing into a smooth crimson glow that radiated through the clouds bursting into a symphony of red, yellow, and gold flames consuming the heavens. A bright spot held out against all odds, a lonely star that announced the coming of the night when it will be reunited with all of it's companions. "We should set up camp here for the night," Atzel said ordering his men to work fast, "Hurry, we only have an hour at most to set it up before it gets dark."

The hour came and passed, the critters of the night sang their song as the stars joined in the rhythm casting a concert of wonders. Alethia could not sleep, she wrestled with herself...something was missing. She was alone, the King suggested to send some of her "friends" with her, but she denied that. She got up from her makeshift bed and walked outside of her tent. The cool night air bit her arms. Her night gown offered little protection only covering her torso and legs down to the knee. She didn't like being stuffed in endless lairs at night, but she considered making an exception for when she traveled.

Atzel spotted his Princess leaving the safety of her tent, he wasted no time in approaching her. "My lady," He spoke, "you shouldn't be out here."

"You worry too much," Alethia responded as she stared up into the night sky, "The only danger I run is getting cold." She grabbed him by the hand and walked towards the fire where another guard stood watch. "Come, lets talk. I can't sleep and there's nothing else to do out here," She said. With a nod she dismissed him the guard next to the fire sat on a log that was placed as a bench next to the fire. Atzel reluctantly complied, he knew better than to argue with her.

"Aren't they beautiful?" She asked, "Imagine all the secrets they know."

"Sometimes I wonder if it is even true what they say," Atzel began to speak,for him to open up in front of her was not easy. But when it happened she knew that they would finally be able to speak frankly with each other. "That they are nothing but candles in the sky."

"What makes you think that?" Alethia asked wondering what he was on about.

"It's just that, they are always there. They do nothing and we are supposed to act as if they decide our fate," he stopped himself short before going on in a rant.

"You're like a silly boy aren't you?" she asked or rather stated as she playfully slapped him in the shoulder, "You've been paying too much attention to those foreigners and their preachers." Atzel blushed for a moment not knowing what to say. Alethia did hope that maybe what those strangers were saying would catch on, that maybe that would bring an end to their senseless traditions and laws that have imprisoned her in a cage of royalty. Maybe...

Aztel's eyes shot up to the side in alert. He on sheathed his sword, catching Alethia by surprise. "What's going on?" She demanded to know.

"Got back inside the tent! We have company!," Atzel whispered a command. Then she heard rustling coming from the trees. The other guards took notice and began unsheathing their own weapons. "Princess! I said go!" Atzel commanded again, that time nearly shouting. Taken aback by his tone, she did as she was told. She got up reluctantly and made her way into the tent, but not before seeing an arrow strike one of her soldiers in the chest. The next thing she noticed was the sound of metal crashing against metal. Atzel was parring the blows of a bandit. She stared as she saw him kick the bandit's legs from under him and finished him by driving his sword into the man's chest.

They were under attack.