Robot Vocaloid Mga Nobela at Kwento

I shouldn't have acted that way and I know that he knows that for he seems to be watching my every step. "Let me introduce myself to you again, milady. I am Cayden Axel Donovan, a social humanoid robot that is capable of loving and feeling anything that a human does. I have the same mind as humans and can do everything that you do and whatever you want me to do. I am even much smarter than other human beings like you. You're mother, Athena Denise Croñello, is a scientist that made me to love you from afar and to help you with whatever you're planning to do including this plan of yours that is the reason why you're finding me. I can do anything for I am programmed to be much greater than huma

he whispered. For a moment Temi did not but stare, then she jerked her arm away. “Alright.” The two approached the dealer again. “We'll take two hundred and fifty. Final” Elijah tried to contain his scowl with a smile. The dealer grunted and whistled. A small robot using a small bottle cork for head, tyres for legs and rubber-like arms sped in. With a closer look to its chest, Elijah could see its motors running. It sputtered and coughed occasionally, leaving a puff of smoke, but seemed to function well.

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.”

he continued. "First up, we have the latest from SpitFire Autos—the SpitFire Vortex. A high-performance car that combines cutting-edge technology with luxury design. A true symbol of SpitFire’s relentless pursuit of excellence!" Guests whispered excitedly, leaning in to discuss the car. It was a marvel in automotive engineering, sleek and futuristic. "Next, we have something truly special for your homes: the SootheBot 3000," the speaker announced, his voice lowering slightly for effect. "A robot designed to keep your home spotless, all while maintaining a sleek and minimalistic look.

Lucian's eyes burned with hatred as he threw this ugly robot at her before walking out without a word. Later, she discovered that beneath its crude exterior, the robot contained an AI chat program. Once paired with her phone, it could voice responses to her messages. At the time, this filled her with foolish hope. Knowing Lucian's passion for computers and AI, she believed he must have built both the robot and its program himself. He made this for her with his own hands. Now, crouching on the floor, Marisol picked up the robot and opened the corresponding app on her phone. She typed the same question she'd sent on their wedding night seven years ago: "Do you love me?"

Ava waved at it. " Hello, there little girl. My name is No.009 and it's so nice to meet you " The robots spoke up and that made the eyes of the quadruplets widen even more. " Oh my God! " Aida exclaimed and covered her mouth. They all glanced at Denzel before turning back to 009. " Nice to meet you too. My name is Ryan " " Thank you, Ryan " 009 bowed politely. Ryan squeaked in excitement. " My turn, my turn! " Evans exclaimed and approached.

"It's been months. You don't pick up, and you don't text me back either. I thought something happened to you! And instead you're just sitting here, day after day, with this…" She pointed at my phone, struggling to find the right word, and finally spat it out through gritted teeth. "You're dating some stupid AI?" I instinctively hid my phone behind my back, and the gesture only made her angrier. "Wake up, Iris. It's an AI. It's lines of code. It's not real. None of it is real!"

His mom sobbed beside him, calling his name over and over, but he didn't even blink. I walked over, crouched down, and looked into his eyes. "Hi there, I'm Dexter," I said gently. "I'm not here to give you commands. I just want you to know that you aren't a machine. You're a human being." His eyelashes fluttered. It was a slow blink, as if it were a function he hadn't used in a long time. "You're safe now. No one can ever hurt you again," I reassured him.

Her louder voice bounced against the gravity as she roared towards her home robot unbelievably, " What the fuck? Stressed tomato? Come here! He is my boss, jeez! " Surprisingly, the robot paused at midway abruptly before accepting her command and phrased apologizotically in his steel voice, " Stressed Tomato is sorry.. Stressed Tomato is sorry." She ignored his words and shouted like an angry mom to the robot amusingly, " Get back inside the bedroom. Don't come outside." The robot quickly rushed back inside her bedroom grinding his body against the stone cold floor and closed the door off obediently with a thud. Her expression relaxed as she apologised walking over to me honestly,

"You’re a good girl now, Seven. My perfect, beautiful machine." I didn't say no. I didn't think about the stars. I just leaned my head against his shoulder and made a soft, happy "hnnn" sound. I was the Disobedient Robot no longer. I was Victor’s masterpiece. And I would serve him until my last battery died. THE END.