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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as
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"The Freedom of Magic" Just got its THIRD chapter up!
Hope you all find the time to read them  *goes off to look for an SG to read*
Note to self: The Elven Moon; Coin; SVI; Black Animals; Two Wolves; Angel Cat
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in
(wondering if I could challenge myself by taking these short stories, and elborating/elongating/translating them into more sensible and not so rushed things)
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"The Freedom of Magic" Just got its THIRD chapter up!
Hope you all find the time to read them *goes off to look for an SG to read*
Note to self: The Elven Moon; Coin; SVI; Black Animals; Two Wolves; Angel Cat
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins
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Check out my SG, Freedom's Call! Chapter 4 - Part 2 is up NOW! In Skiffiville!
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards
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Check out my SG, Freedom's Call! Chapter 4 - Part 2 is up NOW! In Skiffiville!
What can you do if you live in a shoe but you ain't got no sole?
Have you seen my ninja? He's around here somewhere... Qk
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out their sky
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Check out my SG, Freedom's Call! Chapter 4 - Part 2 is up NOW! In Skiffiville!
What can you do if you live in a shoe but you ain't got no sole?
Have you seen my ninja? He's around here somewhere... Qk
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out their sky shields. But
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out their sky shields. But in the
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out their sky shields. But in the end, there
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out their sky shields. But in the end, there was no
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out their sky shields. But in the end, there was no escape. The
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out their sky shields. But in the end, there was no escape. The twins perished
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out their sky shields. But in the end, there was no escape. The twins perished leaving only
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out their sky shields. But in the end, there was no escape. The twins perished leaving only a half-broken
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out their sky shields. But in the end, there was no escape. The twins perished leaving only a half-broken mechanisms and
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out their sky shields. But in the end, there was no escape. The twins perished leaving only a half-broken mechanism and some
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out their sky shields. But in the end, there was no escape. The twins perished leaving only a half-broken mechanism and some spare parts.
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Neville likes studying robots with his twin, Nigel. Together they modify and restore antique units whose functions were degraded due to age. One day an unusual project came to their workshop. Once a military mecha prototype, it was tossed out by a curator who apparently preferred simpler models to more heavy duty complex prototypes. When Neville opened the front hatch he found complex circuits powered by nexium crystals.
"Why, this looks like it should be taken to our hall of treasures!" said Neville, brushing a hair off the casing. "It's seen some of the ancient battles between Robot and android rebels, look!"
He pointed at the black, rusty patch of palladium on its armor. A hiss like an angry serpent emits from a part of the hydraulics that controlled the chest hatch of the automaton. Neville chuckles at the sound, it reminded him of the coffee-maker. Nigel opened the hatch, carefully removing a comparatively simple circuit. It burnt his hand and then jumped back.
"It's active, but it seems unfriendly!" Nigel said, clutching his numb fingertips. Crackling wildly, the robot toppled from its stand, whimpering when one of its sprockets busted on its ugly nose.
"Stop fooling around!" it said. "Can't you tune me into a Robot military frequency?" The bot shuffles and starts receiving a coded transmission it can't decipher.
Neville gasps. "What? It spoke!"
"Duh, you foolish humans can't even acknowledge the superior intelligence of nexium-powered life."
"Life???!!!" Nigel exclaims. "You think that we don't acknowledge your intelligence and that your soul doesn't exist?"
ZAP! The bot slices Neville's large hand with deft precision.
"OUCH! YOU STUPID ROBOT," yelled Neville. Sticking out his uninjured hand, Neville pulled the E.M.P. gun and brandished it wildly, firing bullets, as Nigel danced around dodging them. The bullets caused many holes in the bot's electrical system.
"Self...destruct....initiated" said the machine in a mournful voice.
A resonating particle barrier activated as Nexiuanian radiation began melting everything in back of the workshop.
The twins shift their weight and shake fearfully. More robots begin convulsing as the workshop crumbles. Thinking fast, the twins started to run towards the back, pulling out their sky shields. But in the end, there was no escape. The twins perished leaving only a half-broken mechanism and some spare parts.
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So do we start another one?
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"Why would a mutant fear Equilibrium?"
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