rebecca steele

Giant Robot (A stupid fallout parody of giant women)
Tyler Huffman
Giant Robot (A stupid fallout parody of giant women)

I regret this, a lot.
All rights go to their owners and stuff
lyrics:
(Over the megaphone)
Teenage Elder Maxson (TEM because I can’t f*cking sing deep): I- Is this thing on? Hello? Alright, atten-  (messing with papers) Eh Sorry about that one second.
Attention all initiates, scribes, paladins,-
(I"m not reading the whole thing)
Captain: (sir, you have to)
TEM: (fine)
(long pause)
-squires and knights, this is elder maxson speaking on behalf of the liberty prime project. Now while it may be a bit tricky here is a little something keep your morals up!.
All I wanna do is see you built into a giant robot
a giant robot
All I wanna see is what is soon to be a giant robot
All I wanna do is help you build into a giant robot
A giant robot
All I wanna be an elder who gets to see a giant robot
Oh I know it will be great and I just can’t wait to know all those synths will die together
They will not stand a chance and I won’t give a glance because it is a giant f*cking robot
I might even go to the battlefield and storm it by a robot with nukes to wield 
But if it were me, I’d really like to be a giant robot
A giant robot!
All I wanna do is finish building you, a giant robot.
TEM: So… Carry on
..How do you shut this thing off?
PALADIN how do you shut this thing off!?

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Words Count: 963

Warnings: Kissing, Swearing.

Credits to @harleyxjoker4ever​ for the gif! <3

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“Hey (Y/N)!” Mary says

“Hey. How ya doing?” You smile back

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