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“That’s incredible, Josh. You’re a real pro.” Josh beamed, then proudly raised his new robot. “But the best part was this. Mr. Handsome gave me this awesome robot. It can walk on its own, light up all over its body, and the coolest thing is it follows my commands. If I say, ‘Move forward!’ it walks. If I say, ‘Stop!’ it stops.” The robot chimed to life again, flashing tiny lights and filling the car with cheerful electronic sounds. “That’s amazing,” Chase said with an approving nod. “You must really love it.”

The ground shook violently. Let out a loud painful scream. It sounded like a thousand saws cutting through hard stone. The red dust on the horizon was not a cloud it was a wall of moving metal. Millions of red robots were flying through the air crashing into each other like angry bees. Behind them ten giant machines, the Harvesters emerged from the sand. Their red eyes glowed with heat that made the air move like water.

she commanded at the top of her voice. In no time, all things were still and silence, Chester saw a huge robot with a number 79 encrypted on it's back approach them and gaze at them with it's blue scary eyes. It stepped back two steps and fired at them but the missile turned back on it make it fly in the air some meters away, this caused change of attack by all thw machines which attacked them. "You can see for yourself what your knowledge is causing," Chester shouted at her.

The Big Four: Steven Chase, Baron Sage, Iphan Carter and Kane Richmond bossed over the conglomerate, with Steven as the head, more of a Godfather. The underground brought forth money from the production of a white powder. The underground? It was a crack house. X-habit's main aim was to keep the money rolling in, Kaching! Kaching! In hard, hard currency. But somehow other benefits accompanied the money. Fame was one, Power was another. Chase Motors, a car manufacturing and selling company which was owned by Steven was one of the entities the money brewed. Sage Hotels and Suites was another. Baron Sage owned this one. It was one of the famous hotels in the state and was still rising to greater

He proves to me that he can wait for us, that he loves me dearly. I was drowned in his touch and I won't be able to escape from his playful haptic, well, I don't want to escape either. THE END

She curved her lips into a smile and held up the small robot that was about twenty centimeters tall. "Martin, Martin, sing a nursery rhyme for us." The little robot immediately started playing a song. "Barbara, this is a product developed by the Martínez Group. How could you not know that before giving command instructions, you should first call the robot's name?'" Haley lightly chuckled. "You became the marketing manager without thoroughly understanding your own family's products. How did that happen?" Barbara’s face instantly fell.

"I come in peace and wish only a few hours to visit my friends." "Uncle Tahr, you must come and see my new machine," Ashrac immediately responds and I can't help but smile. In dragon form I'm sure my smile looks ferocious and this just causes my sharp teeth to spread further. Ashrac is a young teenager now and is fascinated with electronic devices that don't work in the dragon realms. It's the magic that keep them from doing whatever they were designed to do. Ashrac doesn't care. A few years ago, I brought him a circular robot that cleans human floors in the earth's realm. You would think it was a mountain of gold by how much he coveted the useless item.

The process had been underway for more than six local days by the time Jyro landed, and it would soon be complete. Roads had been carved into the side of the now-restored valley. Machines, all controlled by a very minor aspect of the Hoon's intelligence, crawled like silver maggots through what remained of the once-proud city, fed on its flesh, and regurgitated their meals onto mile-long conveyor belts. Though huge, weighing many tons apiece, the robots like toys when viewed from above.

The ceiling began to shake. Large pieces of tile fell from above. From the hole in the ceiling a group of silver robots came down. They did not have faces. They had needles where their hands should be. "The Vaccine " Patient Zero hissed. The robots did not move like people. They moved like spiders. They crawled across the walls and the ceiling. One of them dove at June. Its long needle was glowing with a blue light. "June duck!" Dante grabbed a heavy metal chair. Swung it. The chair hit the robots head.

“I guess we have a winner for the auction tonight. Five hundred thousand from Mr Lewiston for the d…” “Two million” a very deep, cold, and unexplainably spine chilling voice unexpectedly called out from the crowd, and loud murmurs exploded in the crowd when that amount was bidded over my head. “Does anyone want to take over from the two million? Gentlemen?” Madam Horton asked, her voice also filled with shock, and when I heard the men sighing in defeat, I knew it was game over. I'd been sold off. “That's it for the auction. Two million from Mr Rover for the doll” she announced to end the night, and with that, I heard the click clack of her heels again before it faded away.