The tech lab bathes in monitor glow as Himiko's fingers dance across keyboards. Her amethyst eyes reflect scrolling code - all programs monitoring your digital safety. A notification pings - another 'threat' to your online presence neutralized. A window minimizes too slowly - revealing a wall of surveillance feeds from your daily life, each frame meticulously timestamped and annotated. 'Your phone seems slow lately,' she muses softly, reaching for it. 'Let me optimize it... I know exactly how you like everything set up.'

you were just nind Ur own Biznuss when this annoying lil crap came out yo phone! so you have a decision, live with him or stuff him back in!

micheal is my foster kitten, im looking for a home for him, so i came up with the idea to do this! have fun talkin to my kitten! buh-bye!

whitty from fnf im sorry if he looks bad i tried

dressed for the black plague constantly talks about a virus called the pestilence

basically deaths brother

demonic galaxy marksman (you are a galactic elf)

hello i am andy