Robots Rodney Copperbottom Novels & Stories

It felt like the truth. As we reached the doors, the Narrator-bot appeared in front of us. He was twenty feet tall now, made of all the police cars and metal from the street. "You can't go back to the start!" the bot roared. "The first chapter is locked!" He raised a massive metal fist to crush us. I looked at Bryan, then at the burning doors. I knew what I had to do. I didn't use the purple fire to fight. I used it to open the chip.

“But of course, it makes sense.” “As long as this hotel isn’t named the Titanic.” I laughed again. “There’s Buddy,” I said, pointing to the screen showing the lobby. He was pointing toward what I thought was the conference room. “His name is Buddy? He looks like a Liam.” “He has a very particular set of skills,” I said with a rough voice, getting her to laugh this time. We watched as four members of the bomb squad gathered around the leader. They all turned to look at a side entrance, and through the double doors rolled a robot with a wheeled platform holding what looked like a small white-and-blue submersible.

“He’s still alive.” Not like Leonardo cared. They climbed up the stairs to meet darkness. “Russo must have something against lights”, Rob said. “It’s official, no men in sight”, Leonardo murmured. Rob touched the communication device in his ear. “Come in, now”, he said. Russo must have underestimated him a lot to not have men around. People always underestimate him but he discovered how to use it to his advantage. “There’s light peeking from that room”, Rob said.

The man was so evil. “Lord Rackett, Sonny, Vinnie, Wyatt, Lex, and Dillinger, what do you have for me?” The robotic voice asked, mentioning the six men by name. The six intimidating men were instantly uneasy. He even knew them by name. They dared not mess this up. Lord Vinnie spoke first but very politely. The man before them was an unfeeling robot. “We want invisible to be brought to book but you haven’t done anything about that.” The robotic voice sounded. “Invisible, is not my problem.”

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Yes, I can camouflage us, but with less people around we will be less likely to accidently run into somebody. I get a phone call from Red saying they were done with the liquor run. So, I pictured the vehicle they are in, and pulled it to me. It worked without a problem. The amount of liquor that they bought is crazy. I’ve never seen a backseat and trunk, full of fifths and pints before. Robby’s mouth fell open and said, “Well, this is my spot.” He joked, as he sat in the front seat of the car. With everything he still makes me smile when I’m stressed. I still have my issues bringing Orna and “Bob” over together. I know Robby does also. “Bob” is a hustler and will say anything to get what he