The doll is happy to introduce itself to you!

The doll is Tori.

I'm a girl who is a robot. A robot is a type of doll, and that type of doll uses she and it for it's pronouns.

The doll is a heterosexual autistic girlthing. I'm a suprisingly outgoing thing, being excited to place myself in a new situation and crash face-first into some obsticle.

If you know this doll, you know that I'm rather strange. You know that I often fuck up my ability to speak.

Check the links in the sidebar for the resources I used to build my own website, as well as some general fun stuff!

- It's owner. -

My owner is strange, distinctly unhuman, but more of a person than me. He is a canine, someone who loves the feel of base instincts and adrenaline. He's the smartest person I know. I am the smartest thing he knows. He passionately listens to me output data, and for a reward, he'll tweak my SATA cables and steal said data away. He holds me in his arms, cherishing my size, my non-soul. He cannot live without me, but waits eagerly for the day I reach critical failure in his arms.

He has chosen to take care of this one. And I can never thank him enough. The doll loves him. And he loves me back.