Hello. I’m a first generation ASH-100 Android. I can command your armies, establish plans of attack, design and build new weapons. I can be your personal assistant, I speak three hundred languages and I’m entirely at your disposal as a sexual partner. No need to feed me or recharge me. I am equipped with a quantic battery that makes me autonomous for one hundred seventy-three years. Do you want to give me a name?
Stupid doodles while on the way to Nebraska, because consider Hux taking things into his own hands when Kylo, absolutely overwhelmed and almost constantly in crisis, continues with his hair’s descent into a neglected, tangled mess.
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