Mettaton Robot Novels & Stories

"Thank you, Richard. I'll wait for this robot to finish." "Of course, Mom. You can look forward to it." When I looked at his face again, Richard looked proud. I nodded again, slightly smoothing his hair, which was a little messy from being too excited while I explained the new features of the robot. I remembered that he was talking about the exterior of the robot, which was resistant to fire, water, and high-speed crashes. The system could also speak to him in short and easy-to-understand terms, but for now, Richard said that he had only activated the protection function.

"Master Kam, The new robot has caused problems in the Macrigo branch." Jude's manager said. He had taken the first flight to Albany to report the strange incidents in the company's branch that he headed. Jude came up with an invention that could change the workd forever. A robot that sends electromagnetic waves as nervous response to the human brain. It has the ability to control anything. (Anything it's programmed to control). Jude had kept it in his youngest branch to hide it from prospective creativity hackers and also to test run it. Since the robot was installed in that branch, it had brought more customers and more sales for them (he programmed "attraction of clients and dealers in it

Powers the mechanism had never put in a request for, and didn't want to have. Jyro raced down the passageway, skidded into the intersection, and looked in both directions. The robots were to his right. One lay on the deck while the other stood upright, a power tool in its three fingered grasper. It screeched like an animal in pain. The human motioned to Sam. "There it is. Can you translate for me?" "Maybe", the robot replied uncertainly. "What does "translate" mean?" The tool warbled into silence, then started again.

The robot stood beside Layla, still naked, his huge cock hanging heavily between his legs. "Holy shit," Toni breathed, her eyes wide as she took in the sight of the bot's body. "That thing is huge." Brianna nodded in agreement, licking her lips unconsciously. "Damn, Layla. No wonder you look so satisfied. "Wow. Just...wow," Toni breathed, eyes wide as she took in the sight of the fully nude robot towering over their friend. "Is it supposed to be that...big?" She gestured towards the massive, veined cock jutting from the machine's groin.

The robot continued, “I am Robot Dearie, but you can call me Robot D for short. Developed by Doctor Mellisa Millers.” The cheers that followed that sentence nearly brought the roof down. My name echoed around the hall like a chant. “Dr. Mellisa Millers!” “Unbelievable!” “Morgan Group’s second-gen robot couldn’t even stand!” “In just three months, M&J Company built one that communicates, interacts, and even smiles!”

What a good acting, traitors! I went upstairs to the stage where Francis 1.0 was standing at. Francis 1.0 is the first humanoid robot we will ever release in the market. He was encapsulated in glass while wires were all connected to him. I stood up straight in front of the podium showing them my lifeless yet damaging aura. The huge screen behind my back flashed the logo of Gomez Robotics indicative of the start of my speech. "I am very glad to see all of you here, my traitors," I said in my most cold voice with my brows arched. I saw the flabbergast on their faces while some of them were immovable because they get used to this attitude.

Helpless, he could only watch as I smashed the bot to pieces, muttering over and over, "System, I won’t change, I won’t change it…" Then, under the gaze of thousands, the shattered robot’s pieces began to move and reassemble themselves into perfect form, as if nothing had happened.

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.

The seat in the middle was wrapped up in layers of steel, soon forming a closed metal enclosure. The robot then kneeled on one knee, the azure screen on the extremely proportioned head flashing as it looked at Nicole and effortlessly blocked Vera's attack. The data on the big screen was garbled for a moment, then stuck at zero. People from the Turmann family were stunned to see the transformation. Many of them had only heard of Dodge Tomahawk as the Turmann family's killer weapon. But it was also the most mysterious weapon that few people had actually seen. It was said to be the top first-generation robot that had unfathomably high combat strength. But no one knew how a motorcycle could figh

The thing moved on two wheels. “Good morning Mr Williams.” The AI wheeled itself over to them, the mini screen atop its sphere lit bright blue as it spoke. Its pronunciation was flawless, but unlike V, the robot’s voice was more mechanical and lacked emotions. Another robot of the same model zipped past them, effortlessly balancing stacks of boxes. Fabian pointed at Amber, “Send Redd to my office. I’ll go to her once the meeting is over.” He peeled off his blazer and threw it at Amber, who caught them in her arms.