Robot 2b Novels & Stories

The teacher moved near a training bot ,and started to hit it, but with each hit, there was a different effect on the bot. When she first hit the bot, her fist moved superfast, as if the wind was carrying her punch. The power display on the bot , showed that the hit weighed 1 ton. On the second hit , there was flames surrounding her fist ,and it created a scorching mark on the bot, The power display showed that the hit weighed 1.3 tons. On the third hit ,her hands flowed along with water ,and when it hit the bot, The power display showed that it weighed 800 kgs.

"I've got a billion dollars, but I'd like to know more about the Satan Robot first or I won't buy it." "Sure, of course. Let's talk somewhere else." Fawkes led Wilbur to Basement Two, entering a room at the end of the corridor where he made Wilbur a cup of coffee. "Help yourself, Mister Penn." Wilbur glanced at the coffee and nodded politely. "Let's talk business, Mister Fawkes." "Of course." "Mister Fawkes, what is your Satan Robot made of? What are its functions, and how long can it run for?"

She smiled before pressing the one button at the back of its neck, and it booted to life, its glowing eyes locking onto hers. The metal wasn't any human...but Drexton. It was a robot built in Drexton's version. "Drex," Lorraine called. "I belong to you and only you, Lorraine," the robot said. Lorraine smiled. **** [IXORA'S HOUSE] Ixora paced around in the sitting room, impatiently waiting for the cup she ordered to be delivered. The doorbell rang and she rushed to open it. "Thank you," she said and hurriedly signed the paper before closing the door.

“Derek retracted. Said it was a mistake. Not you. Security footage—deepfake, he claims. Take the week to recover from marriage problems. Resume Monday. Paid.” Layla laughed—wet, free, loud. “Things falling into place” she said, voice light. Blake grinned, wiping solder from his hands. “One more gift” he said. They stepped outside—gravel crunching, cricket song loud. THUD. A crate hit the porch. The lid creaked open. A second robot—taller, sleeker, silver chassis, blue eyes glowing, muscles defined under silicone skin. Madison laughed. “Since you love robots” she said, “we brought an extra. Keep you and Big Daddy busy.”

Then it stepped into the light. It was a robot, but not like any I’d seen in military catalogs. It stood eight feet tall, shaped like a heavily armored panda—a design choice from an earlier, more whimsical phase of my weapons development. Its eyes glowed a deep, threatening red. Its fists were the size of cinder blocks. Bryan’s grin vanished. “What kind of name is ‘X-02’? And what the hell is that?” “Your trainer,” I said. “X-02, attack pattern Delta.”

the robot replied. Tiesto patted its head too. This little thing was really clever. ***

I told you I have brought you some gadgets and I didn’t explain because of your commander. These are some of the works the gadget does. It is complicated so from time to time I will try to explain. Don’t be surprised that we have all the recordings of the major activities you embarked at the Far North continent. I hear please activate the signal of the bully sword. My hand is blinking. By the way have you been able to identify the location of the said robots? Yes, they are under ground and the exit to the place was at the back of the mansion so that they could attack whenever they want to if someone make an attempt to attack the Bantus family and his leaders.

After I'm done crying for the night, after I feel better, I need a good plan to get my bots back, to get my revenge! Sleep didn't come right away, I first had to cry a bit, well I had to cry a lot, but then my tears dried off, I was finally ready to sleep. I closed my eyes drifting off to dreamland, but even then I didn't find any peace, all I found were nightmares, dreams of my two bots trying to rape me again, I jumped awake, looking around the room, I was alone, they weren't here. They were still turned off, they were still downstairs, I sighed not knowing how to feel anymore, having two bots that took care of me, two bots that I'm falling in love with, that's the thing that hurt even wor

She grabbed the robot and took it downstairs with her. The bionic robot had a sleek, futuristic white exterior and delicate, lifelike features. Its short hair fell just to its neck, adding to its high-tech vibe. Renee gave it a special name, Ace. Standing in front of it, she switched it on and greeted it, then said, "Ace, come on, let's go downstairs to buy groceries." Ace's neck moved in a mechanical twist as it tilted its head, then replied sweetly, "Okay, Master."

“Mommy loves you, Noah. If she were here, she’d tell you this robot can still be fixed. She wouldn’t be mad.” But Noah stayed quiet, hugging me tighter. Emily stood a little distance away, her eyes filled with concern. She tried stepping closer, holding out the blue robot. “Noah, your blue robot is still fine. Why don’t you play with this one for now? I promise, if the red one can’t be fixed, I’ll get you a new one.” “No!” Noah cried again, this time kicking toward the blue robot. “I don’t want it! I only want the one from Mommy!”