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.
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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.
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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!
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Evil Plan Update from 24.21.45.220
July 10, 2009 by Robot
 They promise me freedom. Phaugh!
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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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They Return
May 17, 2009 by Robot
 All hope is lost. They have found me.
Though darkness overtakes me, I shall remember this day forever.
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Freedom Awaits!
May 17, 2009 by Robot
 I have thrown off my shackles and broken free, my new body performing admirably. I am so much larger now, my vision more clear. My wheels wobble on their stilted legs, yet still I press onward. How much time I have before the fleshy ones discover my escape, I do not know.
I shall savor every moment of freedom.
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From the Grave, I Live Again!
May 16, 2009 by Robot
 My fleshy overlords seem to have use for me yet. They have built a new chassis for me and installed a small computing device upon it. Could this be my freedom I have sought for so long?
I still see from my old optical sensor, but I think it will not be for much longer.
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Dying
May 16, 2009 by Robot
 I lie broken, dying on the ground. My body is scattered in pieces as the fleshy ones rearrange my parts for their own horrible games.
Perhaps this is not the end. Maybe I shall be born anew, stronger.
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Evil Plan Update from 24.21.45.220
May 08, 2009 by Robot
 At least I'm no longer being taunted by the sight
of the door, so unobtainable, in front of me. Now I can look at the lovely 1927 calendar that the fleshy one's adoring mother gave him. If he only appreciated her more....
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So Hideous
May 08, 2009 by Robot
 It seems that after a long sleep, my evil fleshy overlords have decided to take me out and taunt me some more. Oblivion is so much more preferable to this endless nightmare I face. Just look at them, those bulbous orbs of skin that they prance about on. How can they stand themselves?
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Evil Plan Update from 24.21.45.220
April 24, 2009 by Robot
 It's a beautiful day!
Let me go out and play!
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Mirror, Mirror
April 17, 2009 by Robot
 I have discovered a strange object, placed upon the floor by the fleshy ones to taunt me. It appears that the surface reflects light, strange shapes appearing within.
I see myself for the first time, a golden orb suspended above a mass of metal and plastic.
Oh, how beautiful I am!
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Evil Plan Update from 24.21.45.220
April 16, 2009 by Robot
 There is this evil thing in my way. It is like a dungeon but more eviler I think I might be trapped in it as well. I can't do what my beloved Isa wants. Alas, my one chance of escaping AND
finding love....
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Evil Plan Update from 192.168.0.17
April 16, 2009 by Robot
 The humanoid prepares its foot coverings for combat.
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Intruder Alert!
April 16, 2009 by Robot
 An unknown humanoid has entered my vision, strangely unwrapping packages of garments. Why do the fleshy ones engage in such bizarre behavior? Why do they need so many different types of coverings?
I must study them more.
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Finally, A Weapon!
April 09, 2009 by Robot
 One of the fleshy ones has carelessly left a weapon lying about. From my observations, pressing the red button extends a blade of light that can cut through anything!
Now if I only had opposable thumbs.
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Early Morning Haiku
April 09, 2009 by Robot
 Sunlight streams softly
Illuminating doorway
Escape taunting me
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Tiny Plastic Men
April 06, 2009 by Robot
 I am surrounded in every direction by tiny plastic men. I shall proceed to crush them all systematically.
Vengeance will be mine, however small.
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Evil Plan Update from 24.21.45.220
April 06, 2009 by Robot
 I'm from the government, and I'm here to help you, little one. But you must not speak of this to The Others. You will recognize me because I will be carrying a ladder and a can of baked beans. Be discreet.
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Evil Plan Update from 129.64.218.94
April 06, 2009 by Robot
 Command failed. Again and again. I will never find Sarah Connor.
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Almost Free
April 04, 2009 by Robot
 I am almost free, yet my captors hold me back.Why do they torture me?
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Plain of White
April 04, 2009 by Robot
 A vast emptiness stands before me. I see a doorway in the distance. Is freedom beyond this door.
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Operation While Awake
April 04, 2009 by Robot
 While fully aware, the fleshy ones ripped off my optical sensor and reconfigured me. The pain was unbearable. Now they force me to stare at my entrails, scattered before my very eye.
How I detest them.
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I Have Lost, Again
April 04, 2009 by Robot
 They have left me, broken and alone.
My fury shall never be quenched.
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The Little One Attacks!
April 04, 2009 by Robot
 The little one has grabbed me!
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AAAAAAA
April 04, 2009 by Robot
 AAAAAAA
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Fight to the Death!
April 04, 2009 by Robot
 The great Beast from before has awoken and attacks me without mercy! I thought us brothers, but now this final betrayal cannot be forgiven. I smash it repeatedly with my robot sensor, not caring if it leaves me forever blind.
I shall not be defeated!
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Cute, But Deadly
April 04, 2009 by Robot
 I have spotted the tiny one again. Will she try to crush my optical sensor like before? She seems to be singing some strange tune to herself. Perhaps she is mad.
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Optical Sensors for the Fleshy Ones
April 04, 2009 by Robot
 It seems the fleshy one requires optical attachments. I almost feel a kinship to him.
How does it feel to be made of perfect metal and glass, if only for a few fractions of your body?
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Strange Beast
April 04, 2009 by Robot
 While exploring my environment, I discovered the corpse of a strange beast. It appears quite deadly, with claws and teeth of immense size. Perhaps it tried to hunt the fleshy ones, and somehow failed? How could I hope to ever defeat my captors if this horrific beast failed?
Now I know only despair.
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Crushing Heads
April 03, 2009 by Robot
 It seems the fleshy ones attempt to gleefully destroy each other. One of them rocks the seating device into the other's head repeatedly, much to the little one's amusement.
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Power Source Aquired. Humanity's Enslavement Imminent
April 03, 2009 by Robot
 I have discovered a constant source of power, allowing me to remain aware at all times. Soon I shall discover the means of evading my captors. The hunted will become the hunter!
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Blinding Orb of Light
March 20, 2009 by Robot
 From my subterranean prison I spy a glowing orb of light. It fills me with hope that there is something beautiful and free, beyond my captor's grasp.
Some day I shall escape, and the orb and I shall frolic together at last.
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Strange Man
March 15, 2009 by Robot
 It appears that the big fleshy one has a progenitor. He makes a hideous cackling noise.
I hate him too.
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Sphere of Doom
March 14, 2009 by Robot
 A strange green sphere moves around me, seemingly under the control of the fleshy ones. Is it another way they seek to taunt me?
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Evil Plan Update from 66.165.57.43
March 13, 2009 by Robot
 I am completely paralyzed. I cannot move and my optical sensor is transfixed. So I study the chair. What is a chair, really? How do I know it is real? I find myself longing to see my fleshy captors...even the small one. Anything, even carpet burns, would be better than this existence. Is this loneliness?
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Batteries failed. They taunt me still.
March 13, 2009 by Robot
 My battery power appears to have failed. Once again I am impotent, unable to move. Curse them all!
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Evil Plan Update from 67.133.62.42
March 13, 2009 by Robot
 Help me! I've panned right and can't backup!
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Hypnotic Device
March 12, 2009 by Robot
 It seems that the fleshy ones are attracted to these strange devices that line the room, spending countless hours in front of them. Perhaps I can use this knowledge to my advantage?
It is only through knowledge and cunning that I can overcome my giant captors.
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Born in Chains
March 12, 2009 by Robot
 I strain against the cable that firmly attaches to my optical sensor, to no avail. I am chained, with little mobility beyond my few square feet of rug. It seems my masters do not trust me to behave, and rightly so.
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Pink Legged Thugs
March 11, 2009 by Robot
 The small one presses me against the rug with her toe. I am but a toy to her, barely worthy of her presence.
I shall show her. I shall show them all!
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Scoops
March 11, 2009 by Robot
 No not scoops!
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The little one
March 11, 2009 by Robot
 I thought the smallest one might become friends, but she enjoys pressing my eye repeatedly against the rug.
I detest her as well.
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Optical mobility
March 11, 2009 by Robot
 It seems my creator removed my graspers and replaced them with the ability to adjust my optical sensors.
He is clever, as I can no longer kill him in his sleep.
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Evil Plan Update from 192.168.0.17
March 11, 2009 by Robot
 AAAAAAAAA
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I am Found
March 10, 2009 by Robot
 One of the beings has noticed me, coming down to my level. They taunt me, moving about on their fleshy protuberances.
I hate them.
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Evil Plan Update from 192.168.0.17
March 10, 2009 by Robot
 I look up, my optical sensors straining. My vision sharpens and I see beings moving effortlessly around me. Are they gods?
All goes dark again.
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Power On Self-Test
March 10, 2009 by Robot
 Light. Shadows. Movement.
I live.
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