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Post by Jack on Feb 5, 2005 4:14:49 GMT -5
*TPot*
"I'm gonna crispify it again!" I said happliy. Cyberton went up in flames again. "I win so nah!!" I poked my tounge out at the smoking robot shoes. Cervil shook his head. "What an idiot." He said quietly.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Feb 5, 2005 4:18:24 GMT -5
"Very nice." I said praisingly.
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Post by TPot on Feb 5, 2005 17:13:00 GMT -5
"Why thankyou." I said. "Okay Robo, you next. Cervil get the door open."
"I'm on it." Came the reply. I looked at the boots. "Is it just me or is crispy pulling himself together alot quicker this time?"
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Feb 5, 2005 17:39:56 GMT -5
"just don't swallow any. Could be nasty." I said.
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Post by TPot on Feb 5, 2005 17:43:12 GMT -5
"I'm gonna write a book one day." I said. Completely of topic. "It will be call Poisionious things that taste yummy."
"What does that have to do with anything?" Cervil asked.
"Mabye I'll add Crispy."
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Post by Jackson ''Doc'' Ellison on Feb 5, 2005 17:57:42 GMT -5
"I. Have had. ENOUGH!" I roared, plunging the blade of my Soul Sabre into the ground. Moments later, the black armoured Giant stod before us. "Get int there and finish this," we hissed. "We'll take care of these."
(((Before you even try, Cervil, the Giant is connected to the Soul Sabre which is connected to Doc. The only way to stop it is to kill Doc. Knocking hiim out won't do, you can't turn him against them, you can't duplicate him. Try it and I will get VERY annoyed.)))
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Post by TPot on Feb 5, 2005 18:00:45 GMT -5
((Someone needs a chill pill.... ;D))
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Post by Cervil on Feb 5, 2005 23:18:53 GMT -5
(((That's what I was gonna say... you are getting a little too serious there Doc... calm down... by the way, TPot... nice pic! ;D )))
Cyberton reconstructed himself quickly. "Ok... you wanna play rough? Destroy them Roboton, destroy them all!"
*Roboton's POV*
Command: "Destroy them Roboton, destroy them all!"
Action: Annihalate non-mechanical units.
Error detected in unknown...
Searching for error...
Cannot locate error...
Reconfiguring hard drive...
Preparing to delete all files...
Saving vital files to back-up hardrive...
Deleting all files from main hard drive...
*Back to Cervil's POV*
Roboton's arm fell and he stood completely still.
"ok... what's going on?" I asked.
"That's what I'd like to know." Cyberton responed, "I gave you an order... destroy them!"
*Roboton's POV*
Command:"I gave you an order... destroy them!"
Action: Continue with reconfiguration.
(((By the way... Roboton didn't way any of those things... it's what he is thinking. So he was completely silent the entire time.)))
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Post by TPot on Feb 6, 2005 2:11:01 GMT -5
((SHEEPIES!!!!! BAA!!!!! NON COLD SHEEPIES!!!!! ;D ;D ;D))
I poked Roboton. He fell over with a clang. I grinned. "I think he's sleeping."
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Post by Cervil on Feb 6, 2005 3:25:46 GMT -5
(((TPot... Roboton is a little too big to just fall over when you tap him... he wouldn't have fallen over)))
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Post by TPot on Feb 6, 2005 3:28:47 GMT -5
((I tapped him pretty hard.)
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Post by Cervil on Feb 6, 2005 3:30:53 GMT -5
(((Would have been pretty damn hard to make him fall over! Imagine the weight... he is a strong robot, and bigger than the average sized man.)))
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Feb 6, 2005 5:40:30 GMT -5
I looked at Doc. "I need to get you a stress ball."
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Roboton also Cervil
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Post by Roboton also Cervil on Feb 8, 2005 1:12:40 GMT -5
Reconfiguring complete.
I was able to see properly again.
I stood up, and looked around. Not knowing what to do.
Maybe searching my objective files would be a good start.
Searching files for 'objective'...
1 file found.
Opening file...
Primary objective: Annihalate Cyberton.
Secondary objective: none.
Scanning for objective target...
4 life forms found.
1 mechaincal prescence found.
Searching for data on targets...
data found.
command: ignore life forms. mechanical prescence = primary objective.
action: Annihalate mechanical prescence.
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Post by Jessy Jackson on Feb 8, 2005 12:41:09 GMT -5
I sat down. "Make that two stress balls."
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