I am Robo-Stalin risen up from my watery grave to wreak havoc on the world. I currently reside on my grand mothership Sputnik Mark III floating somewhere in dead space. I spend my days plotting revenge against the poller-dworfs for banishing me to the Jeb dimension, and learning new (gluten free) recipes to cook platypus (while the meet is quite gamy I find that it has a somewhat Turtle-esque flavor and have grown quite fond of it). as for my job: I serve as pope for the space people; who are much less advanced than most science fiction movies let them on to be. Oh and on a completely other note I am also horribly dyslexic, and should be treated as such.
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