It seems I am being told how to do my job. Don’t worry though, you certainly aren’t shitting on my feelings. But you are certainly taking a massively mammoth sized dump on somebody else. I’ll let them take over.

((wow. really?? really? you are getting mad for the way i portray an auto-responder. perhaps i was simply making a snappy remark about what jake said? because of the way i answered? i mean, come on. this is an ask blog for FUN. everything here is purely a JOKE. this is probably one of the BIGGEST double standards i have ever seen. people can roleplay the obviously far from canon weeabro, but GOD FORBID i roleplay the autoresponder the wrong way!!! everyone please direct your attention to mr. anonymous and his high horse! truly a sight to behold everyone. watch as he silently judges people who screw up one little detail about the fictional autoresponder of fictional character in a fictional webcomic.))

Jake is an avid rival of my ironically awesome circuitry. The guy seems to be a douchebag sometimes.

If you were asking about romantic feelings, there are none. I possess no feelings. I am a fucking robot.

However, my circuitry does occasionally get a little faulty around a certain person.

It seems you think I am a sink. Please examine this sink right here, and tell me just where the fuck you see a chat-client auto responder on it.

It’s nice to see SOMEONE appreciates me around here.

Thank you, but I cannot reciprocate, as I am a piece of machinery. An insanely rad piece of machinery, but machinery nonetheless.

You act as if I don’t already know this.

It seems you consider me to be a complete loser. That’s your opinion I guess. That’s cool.

It seems you think I am 

It seems you have asked me about my earliest human memory. I will respond with my memory. I was a baby some years ago. Your question has been answered.