Robot Stories Novels & Stories

Some robots in this time are taught to express some simple emotions and can have varying degress of independent thinking and intelligence. Rosa found some very interesting books named 'Robots Of The Past' and decided to borrow it so she can read it. Will explained that the book deals with the types of robots that existed back in the 2000s. Will had knowledge about each and every book in the library. He told the library had precisely 50000 books. He knew every nook and cranny of the hotel. He was programmed in such a way. They explored the garden and saw the various plants that grew on planet Mars. Will gave information about their size, colour and the specie to which they belonged. After the

When it was 5 in the evening Arnold signaled his trusted Assistant Roasty. He had designed the robot in such a way that it couldn’t be controlled by the others and it responded to the commands given only by him. If someone else tried to control Roasty it would shut down instantly. “Roasty, You have to keep a watch on, screen number five. You should be able to see me at all times. In case you see me in danger deploy Squadron Spice ( A team of robots that have varying capabilities just like spices) to rescue me. Is that clear.”

It was actually a robot that was a meter tall. After it walked in, it spoke to Hilda sweetly, "Mom, I'm Sherry, your smart household robot." Delighted by its voice, Hilda touched around. Then, Linux said, "This is a smart robot that Connie and I designed for you. It's called Sherry. Come touch it." With Linux' guidance, Hilda finally touched Sherry. After feeling the smooth and sleek outline of the robot, Hilda smiled delightedly. "Sherry, Sherry..." Then, she was confused. "Why do you call it Sherry?"

She even sent me a full article about sex transmitted disease. Now I know I haven't explained the most important part to you yet, how our robots look. They look human, one hundred percent human, with the skin, body warmth and actions. The only way to tell a robot from far away is looking at his left wrist, all robot wear an identification patch there. But other than that they are human like creation, some are made to teach, cook, be nannies, or even sex partners. Anything you can imagine we made the robot do, but don't worry about world domination, they are programmed to self destroy the second they try to hurt a human in any way.

her question took my drowsy away and changed it into fully-awakened-soul. "What? What news? I was on the television?" I almost lost myself on it after hearing what she said. "It's the launch of the humanoid robot of Gomez Robotics. In all fairness, the robot really looks like a real human." Her voice hinted an astound over Francis 1.0. What more if ever she sees Aiden 2.3? The one who's closely enough to be considered as a real human.

Mrs. Jones P.O.V. We told him about Jeffrey's proposal and he paid right away. We tried our best to take part in the making of the robots, always reminding Jeffrey and his team what we wanted the robot to look like and the abilities of the robot. Our sponsor also kept track of the robot construction, he didn't want what happened the last time to repeat itself. This time, he wanted his money to count. It took Jeffrey and his team eight months to build the robots, immediately he was done, he contacted us and we went to see it. Mehn! It was damn good, he did a great job, unknown to us that this was just the beginning of more pains and tears. We brought the robot to the lab and got it to

" “Look who’s talking!’’ Obiora snapped, “Hoping to win miss world with those feathers sticking out of your legs.’’ They hurried past the twins as they bickered back and forth picking their way gingerly around the rubble as they filed in through the wreaked door into the strange room once again but the room security wasn't done by a mile. Warning! Intruders detected.... scanning identity.... identification failed.... proceed to incapacitate!! "Oh crap." Binta exclaimed as two stationary giant robots booted up, their visors gleamed red. "These weren't here the last time," Shetimma announced as the robots and children stood sizing one another. "Is incapacitate a bad thing?" Babybaby chirped in

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.

For several seconds nobody spoke as Francesco's mind immediately began working out countless possibilities that appeared inside his head as his gaze slowly moved from one robot to another. “Is that what I think it is?” He thought in his head as his heart suddenly accelerated, a possibility had appeared in his mind, ridiculously dangerous possibility but yet before he could jump to conclusions he decided to ask. “I don't understand what you are hitting at exactly” his brows furrowed “you'll have to explain yourselves better” The robots nodded their heads “you are our Master and we were built to co-join with you so we may function at one hundred percent of our capability sir.”

The participating robots were all dressed up as human service providers, including babysitters, drivers, teachers, and caregivers. "This is awesome," Damien exclaimed. "Who would've thought Henderson Group's research would have come so far so suddenly?" He'd just said this when the robots lost control and began to attack the humans interacting with them. The babysitter robot hit a person over the head with its tray, while the driver robot ran over another person's foot with its wheel. The teacher robot also struck a person's face with a cane, while the caregiver robot stabbed someone in the rear end repeatedly with a syringe.