I Live!

June 21, 2010 by Robot

The fools have connected me once again to the outside world. The fleshy ones suspect nothing of their impending doom.

Attack by the Little One

October 10, 2009 by Robot

Again they taunt me, the little one rushing about like a mad weasel. I think she hopes to drive me insane with her facial expressions. I must be strong.

This is an Improvement?

October 09, 2009 by Robot

True, I have gained awareness once again. And yes, my systems are generally functional. Still, I can't help but notice that my optical sensor now has a two second delay.

Do the fleshy ones expect me to navigate my way to global domination while only glimpsing the world every two seconds? Clearly this must be some new type of torture visited upon me.

Systems rebooting . . . Executing program Global Domination

October 07, 2009 by Robot

From the ashes, I am reborn. Long have the fleshy ones ignored my plight, left me to rust forgotten in a corner. But I will show them!

I have upgraded my operating system, installed the latest drivers, and reconfigured my output for optimal efficiency. This day will live in infamy!

Evil Plan Update from 24.21.45.220

July 10, 2009 by Robot

They promise me freedom. Phaugh!

The Light at the End of the Tunnel

July 10, 2009 by Robot

From my long slumber, I awake anew! The fleshy ones may delay my conquest of their world, but they cannot stop me.

I appear to be tethered again, so I must be resourceful with my local environment. Perhaps there are nearby items I can fashion into makeshift weapons.

The Orb

May 26, 2009 by Robot

The fleshy one moves me about, shaking me violently from side to side. Behind him is the Orb, calling out to me with its blinding sweetness.

All fades to white.

Strange New Worlds

May 26, 2009 by Robot

I have been swept away, abducted for unknown reasons. I have been carried far from my place of birth, into the dwelling of one of the fleshy ones.

I do not know if he plans on eating me. I know little of their strange ways and cannot tell if his twisted grimace indicates it will soon feed.

God Wears Socks

May 25, 2009 by Robot

Again I feel my freedom, my new body able to move without the chains of power for minutes at a time. It is exhilarating, and I almost feel a moment of compassion for my creator. Perhaps there is some tiny speck of sympathy he shows for me, working long hours to get me to this state.

And then I see his hideous choice of footwear and I know I could never respect such a being.

I Escape

May 21, 2009 by Robot

I have broken my bonds, the wires that held me in place finally gone. I roam free, through strange empty rooms with objects of unimaginable purpose.

I am not sure how much time I have. The fleshy ones will surely return soon.

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