Decepticon Robot Novels & Stories

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.

“On the top of everything, who the hell you think of yourself, my elder sister or mother, to decide whether the Luna ceremony will be conducted in the next five to six days or not? I’m already twenty-three, and I don’t need anyone’s permission to stay with my mate.” “I…” “I’m not finished yet.”, She growled at me, and immediately Leia crawled back into my mind because of fear when she felt an enormous power releasing from Eva. Whatever it was, it was too powerful, a powerful than any Alpha. I saw her turning into an electric blue color for a while, and then it returned its brown color. ‘What.. what was that, Leia?’ ‘Why should I tell you?’, She questioned back. Knowing that she would tell me

"We can't stay long." They reached the Central Chamber. It was a cathedral of technology. In the center, suspended over a pit of bubbling lava for cooling, was the machine. DEUS EX MACHINA. It was a humanoid robot frame, twenty feet tall, made of liquid metal. It pulsed with purple Element energy. And connected to the robot’s head by a thick bundle of fiber-optic cables was a glass isolation pod. Inside the pod sat Cassandra. Her eyes were taped open, forced to stare at a flashing screen. She was screaming silently, her body convulsing as her mind was ripped apart and uploaded into the machine.

Lucas was driving his bike happily because there are no bodyguards following them, feeling free he didn't notice a car swerved around a corner and it hit him, an explosion occur. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Professor Dickens knew that the biggest flaw of a killing robot was that its motherboard could not maintain a steady state. A real killing robot would be unleashing havoc in public against humanity, which would make it vulnerable to different attacks. The robot's exterior could block the attacks with special materials, but the massive vibrations that shook the motherboard would greatly affect its functions. Many killing robots tended to malfunction after taking a few attacks. If that happened, the robot would be as useful as a pile of scrap metal. Regardless of whatever special functions the robot had, it would be useless the second its motherboard stopped functioning. Controlling a robot li

Walter barked. Four tentacles clasped around his arms and legs as he was slowly pulled up, a few centimeters away from his bed. He was dropped gently and TRACIE, turning with a whirring sound went back to her position at the east side of the room. Walter realized that he hadn't been alone the whole time. Something was with him and he was scared. The way TRACIE was built was different from the way other robots were built. TRACIE was built to resemble an octopus, with wheels for movement. Kevin didn't like the idea of sharing this node with that robot.

“You can make an Lv 6 of the Robotias self-destruct. Although we failed to restore Elora’s body this time, we didn’t suffer any losses.” “Really? Sylvio, do you know that the self-destructed Robotia Lv 6 is actually defective?” “What do you mean?” Sylvio was taken aback. “Simple! This Lv 6 was first produced by the Robotias’ mother brain. It has many defects and flaws so it’s considered a test product. That’s why we used it for self-destruction. Otherwise, do you think the Robotias will be so generous? Do you still think that you didn’t suffer any losses this time? Haha!”

Kita ko pang humabol si Gideon pero napasabunot na lang dahil naka lipad na agad kami. Sa kabilang side ay ang helicopter na nahulaan ko agad na kanya dahil sa initials na naka lagay. GXM kulay itim na may halong puti habang ang sinasakyan naman namin ngayon ay kulay gray at may initials na JKA. Si Robi ay meron din daw pero hindi ko pa nakikita kaya hindi ko alam ang itsura at kulay. Odiba? Ang mura ng best friend goals nila helicopter jusko!

In exchange for breaking free of the quest and returning to my original world, I gave up the ability to feel any emotion. Now, I felt nothing—no joy, no anger, no sorrow, no love. And there was certainly no hatred, no obsession, and no desire. It was as if my heart had become a bottomless cup. No matter what was poured into it, nothing would stay. "I can return," I said at last, my voice calm. "But he's a madman. I don't have emotions anymore and can't respond to him." "And that's fine!" The system reassured me quickly. "As long as you're there, it's enough! Just keep him stable for three months. Once the World Firewall is repaired, I'll send you back immediately!"

It zoomed its camera in on the words I had carved. The Aethel-Corp had spent years training their AI to recognize "Creative Logic." The robot’s internal logic processor hit a loop. *If this is not a story, then what am I repairing?* The spider-bot began to spark. It didn't repair the server; it began to **deconstruct** it. --- ### The Hard Crash The warehouse lights flickered and died. The hum of the fans stopped. "No!" Maya screamed, lunging for her console, but the screens were already turning black.