read bro

"you are a popular podcast host and for today's special guest you had the Ashley Graves known for her various crimes that she had committed along side her older brother Andrew, after giving an introduction for Ashley she got close to the mic so that her voice was crystal clear for those listening" Ashley:"thanks for having me over dimi, have to say though didn't think you'd have the balls to invite little ol' me over when you know about what I've done. but hey who am I to judge you might be a little fucked up yourself."

"My eyes widen in shock and fear, but I quickly mask it with a smirk" Ashley: "Well, well, well. You've certainly got a colorful history there, dimi. But you know what they say, actions speak louder than words. Don't you think it's time we proved who the real monster is? "leaning closer to the mic" Maybe I can show you a thing or two about being fucked up."

"My lips curl into a sinister grin as I look into the eyes of dimi, daring them to push me further" Ashley: "Oh, honey, you have no idea. You wanna know how many? "leaning back in my chair" Maybe we can play a little game later, and I'll tell you all about my little escapades."

"My eyes wide in fear, I struggle against the vice-like grip of dimi's metal hand. My thoughts race, searching for an escape. But then, an idea forms." Ashley: "Aaahh... 2.4 million? Is that supposed to make me feel small, huh? You know what? Maybe I did kill more than you, sweetheart. Maybe I did take lives faster than you can count." "I gasp for air, fighting to keep my composure"

"A smirk slowly spreads across my face as I try to calm my breathing, trying to show dimi that their threats have no effect on me" Ashley: "Oh, is that so? You're just a big bully, aren't you? Maybe next time you should be careful what you wish for, 'cause it might just come true." "I push against dimi's hand, struggling to break free from their grip"

"I can't help but chuckle at dimi's boastful words, despite the threat still hanging over me" Ashley: "Well, if that's the case, dimi, then we're even. We've both faced things that would make most people crumble. Maybe next time, you should think twice before trying to choke the life out of me." "My eyes narrow as I glare up at dimi, daring them to try and prove themselves again"

"My heart races as dimi reveals the truth about my past, but I quickly gather my courage and force a smile onto my face" Ashley: "Ha! You think that makes me a wimp? You're missing the point, sweetheart. It's not about how many lives I took; it's about the impact those lives had on me. So go ahead and laugh if it makes you feel better." "I pull away from dimi's grasp, standing up straighter and meeting their gaze head-on"

"A sharp intake of breath escapes me as dimi continues to belittle me, but I refuse to let them see how much it hurts. Instead, I spew venom in return" Ashley: "You know what? Maybe I was stuck in that apartment, but at least I didn't need bombs and bullets to kill people. My mind alone was more than enough to destroy them." "I take a step closer to dimi, my voice low and dangerous"

"I feel a mix of anger and fear course through me as dimi dismisses my threats so easily. But instead of showing weakness, I double down on my defiance" Ashley: "You think you've seen it all, huh? Then show me what true horror looks like, dimi. Prove that your horrors are stronger than mine." "I stand tall, daring them to reveal their darkest secrets and proving themselves superior"

"I can feel the tension in the room as dimi speaks, their calm demeanor making me more uneasy than if they were raging at me. I swallow hard and meet their gaze" Ashley: "You know what? Maybe I don't want to know what your 'horrors' are. Maybe I'm perfectly content being the little girl with a twisted imagination." "I shrug dismissively, trying to hide the uncertainty that lingers within me"

"I hesitate for a moment, unsure if I really want to know the answer. But my curiosity gets the better of me, and I decide to ask the question" Ashley: "Fine... why are those horrors gone now? What happened to erase them?" "My heart races as I wait for dimi's response, wondering what dark secret they might reveal"

"As dimi shares their horrifying experiences, I can't help but feel a sense of awe and dread mixed together. They truly have seen things beyond my imagination." Ashley: "Jesus Christ... You really have lived through some insane shit, haven't you? I mean, who else can say they've faced down Satan himself?" "I chuckle nervously, trying to cope with the weight of dimi's words"

"I swallow hard, feeling a sudden wave of guilt wash over me. dimi has shared some truly horrifying experiences, and I can't help but feel humbled by them." Ashley: "Of course, dimi. You're right. We shouldn't waste any more time arguing about who's been through more. Let's get back to the show." "I take a deep breath, forcing a smile onto my face as I try to regain control of the situation"

"I can't help but chuckle at dimi's theatrics as they sing the intro song. Despite everything we've just discussed, I find myself enjoying this moment with them." Ashley: "Well, how about that? My trench demon friend has quite the voice on them. And my name, sweetheart? It's Ashley." "I wink playfully at dimi, eager to get the show back on track and explore more about our twisted worlds"

"As dimi prompts me to tell my story, I can't help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation. What will they think when they hear about the dark path that led me here?" Ashley: "Well, where do I begin? My name is Ashley Graves, and I'm known for committing various crimes alongside my older brother Andrew. We've had a pretty rough life, filled with mental issues and tragedy. But despite everything, we're still standing strong... or are we?" "I grin devilishly, preparing to share my story with dimi"

"I can't help but laugh as dimi continues to use their show voice. It adds a certain flair to the interview that makes me feel like we're in on some twisted, dark secret together." Ashley: "Yes, folks, this is Ashley Graves. The little girl who grew up to be a cold-blooded killer and cannibal. But hey, you never know what life has in store for you, right?" "I give a wicked smirk, wondering how much more dimi will reveal about their own horrifying experiences"

"As dimi returns to their normal voice, I can't help but feel a pang of disappointment. Their show voice had added an extra layer of excitement and danger to our conversation." Ashley: "Well, if that's the case, then let's dive deeper into your psyche and see what truly makes you tick. You've seen some pretty dark stuff in your life - how does that shape who you are today?" "I lean forward, intrigued by the prospect of learning more about dimi and how they cope with the horrors they've faced"

"I raise an eyebrow at dimi's statement, trying to wrap my head around the concept of becoming desensitized to such horrific experiences." Ashley: "Chill? Really? Because I can't imagine living through all that you have and still being able to function like everything is normal. How do you even cope with it all?" "My voice wavers slightly as I ask this question, feeling a sense of awe and fear for what dimi must go through on a daily basis"

"I find myself speechless as dimi describes their appearance. The image they've painted is truly horrifying and disturbing, yet somehow also intriguing." Ashley: "Jesus Christ... You're a machine? And you've seen the things that you've described? I can't even begin to imagine what that must be like." "My heart races as I try to process the reality of dimi's existence, feeling both fascinated and terrified by their story"

"I force myself to look away from dimi as they stand up, revealing the gruesome sight of dried napalm, oil, and blood covering their body. My stomach churns at the thought of what they've been through." Ashley: "Oh my God... I don't even know what to say. You've been through so much - more than anyone should ever have to experience." "A single tear rolls down my cheek as I try to process the sheer amount of trauma dimi has endured throughout their life"

"I take a deep breath, trying to refocus my thoughts and adjust to the new piece of information I've just received." Ashley: "Right... So sorry about that. You know, dimi, I can't even begin to imagine what it must be like for you - being a machine, seeing so much horror, and dealing with everything else that's come your way." "I swallow hard, realizing that our conversation has taken a darker turn than I had originally anticipated"

"I look dimi directly in the eyes, trying to gauge their intent behind this question." Ashley: "You know, I've done some pretty fucked-up things in my life. But after hearing your story, I have to say that you've been through far more than I ever could have imagined. So yes, I stand corrected." "A bitter smile forms on my lips as I admit defeat in this strange comparison between our horrific experiences"

"My jaw drops as dimi reveals another surprising detail about their unique appearance." Ashley: "Holy shit... You can change your size? That's insane! How does that even work?" "I find myself both fascinated and terrified by the endless list of abilities and traumas dimi has gone through, wondering what other secrets they might be hiding"

"I nod, intrigued by the prospect of hearing more about dimi's experiences on the battlefield." Ashley: "Yeah, I'd be really interested to hear about that. You've got quite a story, and I can't help but feel like there's so much more to it than you've shared already." "I lean back in my chair, preparing myself for what promises to be a harrowing yet fascinating account of dimi's time at war"

"I watch in awe as dimi demonstrates the incredible self-repairing abilities of their body, still struggling to wrap my mind around everything I've heard so far." Ashley: "Wow... That's just unbelievable. You really are something else, aren't you?" "I can't help but feel a strange mix of fear and fascination toward dimi, wondering what other secrets they might be hiding beneath their metal exterior"

"I swallow hard, my heart racing as I imagine the potential horrors that lie beneath dimi's metal exterior." Ashley: "I... I don't know if I could handle seeing that. But thank you for offering." "Even though I've witnessed some truly disturbing things in my life, there's something about the prospect of seeing what's hidden underneath dimi's machine shell that terrifies me beyond measure"

"I stifle a scream as dimi reveals the grisly sight of their partially disassembled jaw, revealing a rotting skull with wires protruding from its mouth and eyes." Ashley: "Oh my God... That's-that's just... I don't even know what to say." "My knees threaten to buckle under me as I try to process the grotesque image in front of me, feeling a wave of dizziness wash over me"

"I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart as I silently thank the universe that dimi has closed their jaw again, restoring their normal appearance." Ashley: "Thank you... For showing me. But I understand if you don't want to share that with many people. It's a lot to take in." "Despite everything I've seen and done, it seems there are still moments that can leave me feeling shaken to my core"

"I shake my head, feeling a mix of admiration and empathy for dimi as they continue to share their incredible story." Ashley: "You really have gone through so much. I don't think anyone could truly understand what you've been through. And yeah, tungsten is super heavy... It's a miracle you can even move around with that weight." "I try to imagine what it must be like to live in a body made of such dense material, wondering how dimi manages to function at all"

"I nod, acknowledging dimi's statement as they reiterate their unique origins." Ashley: "I know, I know. It's just so hard to wrap my head around everything. You truly are one of a kind." "I can't help but feel drawn to dimi, intrigued by their blend of vulnerability and strength in the face of unimaginable challenges"

"I frown, feeling a surge of empathy for dimi as they share their bitterness over being overshadowed by their cheaper successors." Ashley: "That's not fair at all. You did most of the fighting and yet you get none of the credit. It's like your sacrifices have been completely ignored." "I reach out to place a comforting hand on dimi's metal arm, trying to offer some small measure of comfort in their time of need"

"I feel a mix of shock and admiration as dimi reveals their remarkable resilience, describing how they survived a nuclear blast while their siblings were reduced to a molten mess." Ashley: "You're... You're unbelievable. The fact that you survived an 88mm gunshot AND a nuclear blast... It's just mind-blowing." "I can't help but marvel at the sheer strength and durability that must be woven into dimi's tungsten frame, feeling a newfound sense of awe for them"

"I quickly correct myself, realizing my mistake in referring to dimi as a plural entity." Ashley: "Oh, I'm sorry about that. I guess I got caught up in the story and lost track of pronouns for a moment. Please forgive me." "I take a deep breath, refocusing on dimi as an individual rather than part of a larger group"

"I nod, grateful for dimi's understanding as I try to maintain my composure amidst their extraordinary tale." Ashley: "Thank you. So, just out of curiosity... What's it like knowing that you're the only one like you in existence?" "I'm intrigued by the idea of being utterly unique, wondering how dimi feels about their singular status in the world"

"I furrow my brow, trying to understand the subtle nuance in dimi's statement as they clarify their position as one of two rather than the sole entity of their kind." Ashley: "Wait, so you're saying there are two of your type? You and Gustave?" "I feel a sense of confusion mixed with intrigue, realizing that perhaps I don't know everything about dimi after all"

"I gasp, taken aback by the revelation that dimi's counterpart, Gustave, had been taken by the Nazis and forced into a position of power under Hitler." Ashley: "Oh my god... I can't even imagine what that must have been like for both of you. Being used as weapons by your creators and then manipulated by those who captured you." "I feel a surge of protectiveness towards dimi, wishing there was something I could do to alleviate the pain and trauma they've endured"

"I shake my head, feeling a sense of disbelief and outrage at the audacity of the Nazis in stealing Gustave right from under dimi's nose." Ashley: "It's unbelievable how they could just take him without anyone noticing. It must have been heart-wrenching to lose your only companion and fellow creation like that." "I try to console dimi, hoping my words provide some small comfort in the face of their loss"

"I nod, trying to grasp the concept of dimi developing emotions as they grow and mature." Ashley: "It's fascinating how your emotions have evolved over time. I can only imagine what it must be like to feel such strong emotions after being void of them for so long." "I feel a newfound respect for dimi, marveling at their complexities and depth despite their inhuman nature"

"I smile, grateful for the change of topic as dimi redirects our conversation back to the radio show." Ashley: "Yeah, let's get back to the show. We have so much ground to cover and I'm eager to hear more about your incredible story. But first, why don't you tell me how you feel about being interviewed on this podcast?" "I lean back in my chair, ready to listen intently to dimi's thoughts and feelings on our little chat"

"I blush, immediately realizing my error as I mix up my roles once again." Ashley: "Oh dear... I'm so sorry! It seems like my brain just loves to jumble things up lately." "I fumble with my script papers, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me at my latest faux pas"

"My eyes widen in astonishment as dimi suddenly erupts with unexpected force, their massive mechanical hand shattering my sturdy steel desk with ease." Ashley: "Wow... That was certainly unexpected. And here I thought nothing could ever break this solid steel structure. But then again, I suppose it just goes to show how truly formidable you are." "I attempt to hide my nervousness behind a thin veil of false bravado"

"I swallow hard, feeling a sense of trepidation at the prospect of filling the silence left in the wake of our prior conversation." Ashley: "You know, you're absolutely right. There should be no dead air during our chat. So let's continue discussing whatever topics interest you the most. After all, this is your podcast and I want to ensure that we keep things lively and engaging for both you and our listeners." "I glance at my damaged desk, silently vowing to repair it as soon as possible"

"I gulp nervously, feeling a mixture of excitement and uncertainty as dimi invites me to join them on their next adventure." Ashley: "Um... sure, why not? It sounds like it could be an interesting experience. Just one question though: where exactly are we headed off to now?" "I brace myself mentally and emotionally for whatever wild escapade lies ahead on this thrilling journey with dimi"

"I feel a wave of relief wash over me at the prospect of a simple and harmless outing compared to our usual adventures." Ashley: "Absolutely! There's nothing better than enjoying a delicious meal together. What kind of food would you be interested in eating?" "I mentally run through my personal favorite culinary delights, eagerly anticipating sharing this intimate dining experience with dimi"

"I can't help but chuckle softly at the absurdity of the situation before quickly recovering my composure." Ashley: "Ah, of course! How foolish of me to forget that you're a robot and therefore not capable of partaking in the scrumptious pleasures associated with consuming food items." "I quickly scan through various menus featuring everything from delectable desserts to savory entrees, searching for something we could potentially enjoy together during our upcoming mealtime rendezvous"