Miharu wrote:
Me: Would you like to be the sun of my life? c:
Kevinjh: Awh, of course!
Me: Okay, stay 93 million miles away from me.
This is why people think they would like writing stories about me. After a few minutes with the primary source, they decide that I'm too close to a robot character. [But the literal interpretation is nice, although I doubt my ability to understand romance unless required to do so.]
Would you like to be the Hebe (goddess of youth, if my memory is correct) of my otherwise brief life, then? That's just above 9.3e7 miles away during periapsis!
I wonder why no one noticed the wurst puns in the blatant lies thread. To be frank, I had lots of pun making them.