Deltarune Robot Novels & Stories

Rick ran across the giant robot’s arm while conjure the spirits of a panther and a cheetah before slashing across the robot’s head. He jumped off the omegation long enough for me to discharge my black electricity straight through the robot body, short circuiting it from the inside out. As the robot laid crumb on the ground the vanity agent operating it tried to escape out of the hatch of the machine. But I casted a green and pink construct of a boconstrictor to wrap around his body before pinning him to the grounds. “Where de yog think going?,” I asked as I flew toward him.

The event kept going down to the main one. When Xavion started the G-Dragon demo, everyone's eyes were on the stage. It was amazing. The G-Dragon is a robotic pet that can communicate with its owners and become your companion at home. It navigates by each program as implemented by the owner. You can simply design your pet according to your liking and budget. We have a few options: a g-dragon, a g-cat, and a g-dog. This is my father's new collection in his Empire robotic business, which he is slowly passing on to me.

They all turned to look at a side entrance, and through the double doors rolled a robot with a wheeled platform holding what looked like a small white-and-blue submersible. Another bomb quad person walked behind the contraption holding a device that must have been steering the robot, which was making its slow, careful way across the marble floor. “Think they’re going to put the bomb in that thing?” Melissa asked. “Yes.” I sighed and tried to relax. “I sure hope the girls aren’t watching this on TV.” “Grace and Chloe? Yes, I hope so too. I was sorry I didn’t get to meet them when I visited you and Alpha Zane.”

Bennet obviously loves to read, and his books are mostly science fiction. But that's not what amazed me but the collection of... ROBOT TOYS are displayed on a wall with a floor-to-ceiling glass cabinet. "Whoah!" Ran to the cabinet and stared at the toy robots. "Whoah! He has a Strike Version of the General Uni-lateral Neuro Disperse Automotive Maneuver! Asteeeg! Only Bandai produced the original!" I know about expensive robot toys like GUNDAM because we have featured them in the National Geographic Magazine Pop Culture Edition.

Julian landed a solid punch on Dexter, exclaiming, "It's already morning—snap out of it! And please refrain from saying such nauseating things to this robot in the future. It's giving me the creeps!" It was only then that Dexter jolted awake. He slowly sat up with his shirt unbuttoned to the third, looking lazy and unbothered. "Is it time for work already? I pulled an all-nighter and finally nailed that code for the AI robot." Julian helped the robot to its feet, feeling as though he had made a significant sacrifice himself. He couldn't help but feel a shiver run down his spine at the thought of the "Julian" AI robots going into mass production and the sheer number of people who might direct

I hadn’t even noticed it before. It looked nothing like the estate. It looked like a fortress. There was no visible door, no button, no keypad. Just a tall, humanoid robot sentinel, built into the stone wall like it had grown there. It blinked awake as we approached, mechanical eyes scanning both of us. “What is the passcode?” it asked, voice calm and male. Declan stepped forward, without hesitation. “The Dominions rule,” he answered. The robot paused, then nodded. A soft click sounded—then a hiss.

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.

Lucifer suddenly stopped, then nodded at the mecha right next to Freya. “That’s yours, yeah?” Freya spun to her right, looked up, and grinned at the sight of her Varulv towering above her. She didn’t hesitate to connect to it through her DI. Raijin’s cottonball drone, which had followed them, immediately flew up and began to scan it up and down. It even began to zap whatever bugs it found. And as promised, Raijin had removed the magnetic clamps that sealed Varulv and locked it down. Power coursed through its systems as Freya activated them down below. It took a half step forward out of its housing, knelt down on one knee, and leaned forward. Varulv’s chest armor opened up in sections, as did

Kai remained silent, watchful, his golden gaze unreadable. I turned my attention to one of the older warriors, a man named Roran, who had fought on the frontlines with me. He had been wary of me at first, but now his gaze held something else—curiosity. He gestured toward the sky. “So. Those machines of yours… how do they work?” I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. “The drones?” He nodded. I smirked. “You saw them in action.” “Aye, but I don’t understand them.” He shook his head. “They weren’t just following orders. They were thinking.”

Nathan flinched when he heard the voice and turned around to see Hilda entering with Caleb. Caleb was covered in dust, but it still greeted Nathan with enthusiasm when it saw him as the two wheels under its feet rolled fast. "Daddy!" It was a robot, so it didn't possess any human emotions. In its memory, Nathan had turned it off, and when it was turned on again, Linux had given it a new command, to stay patiently at his Villa and wait for Hilda to pick it up one day. Its mission hadn't changed. It was still the same. To protect Hilda's family.