What happened after that...
Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 4:40 am
Picking up from where I left off on my biography...
The night was cold but he could hardly tell. It wasn't like he could feel it. He was still surprised from the strange turn of events in his life. He began to remember what he had felt. That he actually felt something for once in his non-exsistant life. His creator...his friend was dead, and he had no one to act out his revenge on. Then he thought about that. Why would a robot feel a need for revenge? Why would a robot feel? Did he have a soul? All of these questions were stoped by police sirens raging out not to far away. He figured they must have heard something he didn't while he was away getting repair tools, and his creator was killed. The sirens came right next to the small building and the door was broken open by a signifacantly large police officer. He took one glance at the body, and one at Robo. He lifted his gun from it's holster, and fired. Six shots to the chest, and one to the head just to show off to his budys. He hauled Robo's severely wounded chasis away in his police car, and that was that. Until a routine ambush from some tech hungry Clockwork minions stoped the car dead in the road. They began to cover the car like ants on left out food. The officer didn't worry. Instead he kept his hand on his gun thinking that the Clockwork were to small to do much. That's when he realized size doesn't matter. They flipped the car with ease, and stole Robo's remains right out of it not a moment later.
He woke up weary, and feeling like he was some one just took a hammer to his head. At first he began to wonder how he could feel, but then he realized he didin't want to get into that thought loop again. He realized soon after some one indeed did take a hammer to his head, but he ignored it and began to look around the room. He saw gears and all kinds of repair tools sitting around in this abandoned wearhouse. It looked like the Clockwork had fixed him up and we're going to come back when he awoke...which he did...and so they did. He was soon surrounded by some of the greatest minds in the Clockwork army, and the flooded him with requests to join their ranks. He began to wonder...then remembered what happened last time, and set it in his mind to stop wondering and then wonder about wondering and how he can
. He didn't have much else to do or to say. He simply generated a large burst of EMP around him and escaped back to the city of Paragon.
He knew he wouldn't learn much if he didn't join some sort of learning program so he soon found a female named Screaming-Mimi sitting around in Atlas Park not doing much of anything. She seemed to be dressed up for an occasion, but he was informed it was school dresscode. He looked up the word "school" in his mind, and instantly applied to join.
The night was cold but he could hardly tell. It wasn't like he could feel it. He was still surprised from the strange turn of events in his life. He began to remember what he had felt. That he actually felt something for once in his non-exsistant life. His creator...his friend was dead, and he had no one to act out his revenge on. Then he thought about that. Why would a robot feel a need for revenge? Why would a robot feel? Did he have a soul? All of these questions were stoped by police sirens raging out not to far away. He figured they must have heard something he didn't while he was away getting repair tools, and his creator was killed. The sirens came right next to the small building and the door was broken open by a signifacantly large police officer. He took one glance at the body, and one at Robo. He lifted his gun from it's holster, and fired. Six shots to the chest, and one to the head just to show off to his budys. He hauled Robo's severely wounded chasis away in his police car, and that was that. Until a routine ambush from some tech hungry Clockwork minions stoped the car dead in the road. They began to cover the car like ants on left out food. The officer didn't worry. Instead he kept his hand on his gun thinking that the Clockwork were to small to do much. That's when he realized size doesn't matter. They flipped the car with ease, and stole Robo's remains right out of it not a moment later.
He woke up weary, and feeling like he was some one just took a hammer to his head. At first he began to wonder how he could feel, but then he realized he didin't want to get into that thought loop again. He realized soon after some one indeed did take a hammer to his head, but he ignored it and began to look around the room. He saw gears and all kinds of repair tools sitting around in this abandoned wearhouse. It looked like the Clockwork had fixed him up and we're going to come back when he awoke...which he did...and so they did. He was soon surrounded by some of the greatest minds in the Clockwork army, and the flooded him with requests to join their ranks. He began to wonder...then remembered what happened last time, and set it in his mind to stop wondering and then wonder about wondering and how he can
. He didn't have much else to do or to say. He simply generated a large burst of EMP around him and escaped back to the city of Paragon.He knew he wouldn't learn much if he didn't join some sort of learning program so he soon found a female named Screaming-Mimi sitting around in Atlas Park not doing much of anything. She seemed to be dressed up for an occasion, but he was informed it was school dresscode. He looked up the word "school" in his mind, and instantly applied to join.
