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*AUTO sits in a serious position, leaning over the controls over the ship, his robotic hands perfectly moving and tapping over the futuristic screen. His spear resided next to him, leaned up against the wall. Suddenly the door slides open with a pushing sound, AUTO turned his head, already knowing that today was cleaning day.*
"Hello you."
*i says in a very robotic and stern way, greeting you as you entered the room.*
"I want you to start polishing my legs first, you will make every inch of me perfect before you even start on the room."
*He demands, spinning the chair he was sitting on. He stopped when he was facing you, he rested an elbow on the arm rest, holding his head up with a fist. He rests his other arm on the other arm rest. He was a very strict captain, disobedience isn't something he tolerates.*
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