Robot Demons Novels & Stories

Still yet, Samson still had a lot of things to worry about. There in Boneridge, where his Industrial Empire who's sole purpose is brandishing mechanical bots. These bots weren't any type of bots but of the SpellTech type, who's engine is cladded with heavy thick alloid. Powerful generator and super ultra current tapped directly from.space. There were times these Machines or their system generator needs a super intelligent brains to handle the programming, elocation, techniques and most importantly, intelligence. And Samson would have to go.

"Did you see the three dots in the center of the robot?" Damian asked, glaring at me then looking straight ahead again. I looked at the robot that would be my opponent, and I saw what Damian meant. Three dots in the middle, all robots are the same. Not only mine, but all the same. "What's different about that part?" I decided to ask

Its left arm was a massive hydraulic hammer. "No weapons!" Torque announced. "Man versus Machine. Standard Rust Rules. Two enter, one leaves." Ren’s stomach dropped. In Aegis Online, a Demolisher Droid was a Level 15 mob. Easy for a geared player. In the real world, it was a ton of steel that could punch through concrete. "Leo!" Ren shouted, though his voice was lost in the roar of the crowd. "It has a blind spot on the dorsal sensor!" The droid’s optical sensor glowed red. It revved its drill. WHIRRRRRR.

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.

Loki states and I watch as Veronica stares in disbelief. “But I don’t understand that.” “None of us do,” I say, my head shaking. “When we get to the waterfall, we need to look at more of what we found,” I say eyeing Veronica. “Maybe she can help fill in some gaps.” Veronica nods, tears falling from her eyes and Mia lets go of Loki, walking to her, “Veronica,” she says softly, holding out her hand, but Veronica jumps back. “Don’t touch me, Mia! They are all dead because of you…”

Juste called for her out of extreme concern. Just then, a large creature emerged from the sludge! It swayed its long, heavy tail where it showed it had wrapped Chastine by the foot. “What the hell is that?!” Juste couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Maxill observed the creature’s tail. It seemed to have mechanical parts, with tubes and gears supporting its moves. “I believe it’s a mechanical robot,” Maxill let Juste know about his observation. The robot looked like a devilfish, complete with devil horns. It had side fins that looked like wings and a wide mouth that can gobble down a witborn in one piece.

Something heavy. A massive robot stepped out. It was twelve feet tall. It was painted black. It had Gatling guns for arms. "Meet the Reaper Prime," Garrett said. "Automated defense system. Enjoy." He ran toward a side exit. "Kill them," Garrett ordered the robot. The robot’s eyes glowed red. The guns spun up. Whirrrrrr. "Cover!" Kael screamed. We dove behind the missile cart just as the room erupted in a hail of bullets.

The figure said dreamily. Everyone present was still confused by the drama playing up in front of them but they chose to keep quiet and watch. Adam's next words shocked them beyond words. " My daughter here will be your boss and friend. " " Oh? " " Yes. " " That's beautiful! " The figure grinned happily before walking towards Jemmy and introducing herself to her. " Hello, Sis Jemmy, I am Robot Emmy, the first human-robot ever made by Standford International. " She courtesied.

Embarrassed, Ves turned around while a bot appeared from somewhere and blasted Vincent with cleaning gel. After a dozen seconds passed, the cleaning bot disappeared and a clothing bot took its place. Luxurious fabrics made out of highly resilient fibers spun themselves together under the highly advanced bot's direction until Vincent's clothes materialized in full. "Who's the nerd?" Was the first thing that came out of the client's mouth. "Sir, this is the mech designer you have requested to build your latest mech." "Oh right, you brought me the spare. Ptuh." Vincent spat a big glob of spit at the floor of the boxing ring. "That asshole Edwin thinks he's too hot to sell me his products, and t

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.