Arknights Robots の小説・ストーリー

Fawkes yelled out when he noticed what happened. "What? Damn that guy! I can't believe he placed a formation here!" Johnson seemed very calm and said softly, "Cultivators are not the same as ordinary people, but when it comes to the Satan Robot, any cultivator can be taken down by spending some money no matter how powerful they are." The robot arm switched into a rocket launcher and aimed at Wilbur, then shot out a rocket. The rocket instantly flew toward Wilbur, and the formation made with dragon aura instantly formed a shield to defend against the attack.

" “Look who’s talking!’’ Obiora snapped, “Hoping to win miss world with those feathers sticking out of your legs.’’ They hurried past the twins as they bickered back and forth picking their way gingerly around the rubble as they filed in through the wreaked door into the strange room once again but the room security wasn't done by a mile. Warning! Intruders detected.... scanning identity.... identification failed.... proceed to incapacitate!! "Oh crap." Binta exclaimed as two stationary giant robots booted up, their visors gleamed red. "These weren't here the last time," Shetimma announced as the robots and children stood sizing one another. "Is incapacitate a bad thing?" Babybaby chirped in

“We handle house cleaning and maintenance.” Clara nodded slowly as she listened. Suddenly it made sense why she had not seen any human staff since she arrived. Everything in the house was being managed by machines. H4 and H5 spoke next, also in perfect unison. “We are combat robots responsible for security.” She turned back toward H1 with curiosity in her eyes. “What do you know about me?” she asked. The robot paused briefly before answering. “Your name is Clara Davis. You are twenty years old.”

Despite this, I can clearly see sharp teeth, dangerous weapon arms, and even a few laser eyes. "Move, move, move," I yell, dropping to the ground as one of the scrap metal robots fires a laser beam at us. I try to get back up but the archer keeps me down. "Stay down," she orders, pushing me down. She pulls an arrow from her quiver and loads it into her bow. Pulling the bowstring back, she fires the arrow and destroys the robot with laser vision. "OutCasts," she yells, "And, uhh, you too. Onward!"

Although I was aware that the figure before me was merely a robot, I couldn't help but feel the crushing shame sweeping over me, leaving my face burning with embarrassment. 008 didn't seem to notice anything unusual. He kneeled beside me and gently pulled me into his arms, saying, "I've detected an injury, Ms. Zeller. I'm going to switch to first-aid mode now. Please remain still as I conduct a full-body scan." 008 was a robot specifically designed for me by my in-laws. He was designed to look exactly like Kenneth but with an even more idealized physique. His skin, crafted from a special synthetic material, was indistinguishable from human skin.

"Enemy patrol ahead. Clockwork Knights." At the end of the bridge, a squad of six robots marched in formation. They looked like medieval knights, but made of copper and clockwork, with glowing red eyes and swords for arms. "I got 'em!" Tank yelled. "LEEROY JENKINS!" He didn't wait for a plan. He charged forward, his golden armor shining like a beacon. His minigun spun up with a high-pitched whine. BRRRRRT. Blue laser fire erupted from his arm. The heavy rounds slammed into the Clockwork Knights.

"Aria, sa likod ko!" ​Sumugod ang mga robots. Ang dating tahimik na tahanan ay naging isang war zone. Si Skye, gamit ang kanyang liksi bilang isang pilot, ay gumamit ng isang EMP Grenade para pansamantalang patayin ang mga robots sa nursery. ​"Nakuha ko na siya!" sigaw ni Skye habang yakap-yakap ang umiiyak na si Alexander.

She even sent me a full article about sex transmitted disease. Now I know I haven't explained the most important part to you yet, how our robots look. They look human, one hundred percent human, with the skin, body warmth and actions. The only way to tell a robot from far away is looking at his left wrist, all robot wear an identification patch there. But other than that they are human like creation, some are made to teach, cook, be nannies, or even sex partners. Anything you can imagine we made the robot do, but don't worry about world domination, they are programmed to self destroy the second they try to hurt a human in any way.

Thinking he had outsmarted the situation, Rupert was unaware that Jordan was not as naïve as he thought. "I know who you are now. You're Luca's uncle!" Jordan clenched his fists. "Give me back the Nightstems!" Jordan pressed the robot's switch and commanded it to charge forward to reclaim the Nightstems. However, unlike MAVIS, this robot did not contain an AI. It was useless in a fight. "What a piece of junk. Go to hell!" Rupert kicked the robot, causing it to fall with sparks flying. "Oh no! My robot!" Jordan rushed toward his robot.

With four unrecognizable women! “Calm down, doll. We're the nicest among everyone working for madam Horton so you're in safe hands with us, alright? We're just going to clean you up and dress you up to look good for Mr Rover” the first woman in a flower patterned apron said and I frowned.