Keep Marching On by B 9, Captain Fluffyfart
February 23rd, 2009 9:59 PM..
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//LOGGING ON...//
... DONE
Welcome B9 - Doom Bot of the Apocalypse
Uploading results from task: KEEP MARCHING ON...
Upon reading the instructions for this task my processing piqued. Perhaps it was the inclusion of the word "DESTROY" in the instructions. Perhaps it was the virus in my memory files. Either way, I knew I had to complete the task.
As soon as my programming accepted the task I knew immediately what must be done. I had saved up many spent robot fuel cells, as they are part of a memory file containing robot parties. These were set to be eliminated in a most efficient fashion.
My human slave, TX845-1, set about his task of marking the spent fuel cells for incineration, cleverly placing them in a holding receptacle.
The flesh brains really do show signs of adequacy from time to time. It is good we allow them to live so as to eliminate the need for robotic manual labor. Despite these signs of mental activity, I assure you that his mandatory tasking uniform is in full free-will killing function.
The human slave proceeded to collect the incineration bags for destruction. Granted, not all waste was robot-related. It was trash day after all.
The human slave successfully disposed of the spent fuel cells, and satisfied the requirements of the task.
//DERIVATIVE ERROR >> SYNTAX BINARY LOOP FAULT//
Due to a looping error within my code I discovered a fault in the completion of this task. The instructions clearly state that I destroy a piece of my past. My human slave, TX845-1, completed the assignment, however I, my robot self, did not. Thus my programming concluded that I must eliminate my human slave.
He was a satisfactory flesh being, and his services have been useful to me for several years. TX845-1 you will be missed. That is, until I delete the memory files storing your existence.
//END LOG//
Robot Fuel
Spent robot fuel, tagged for incineration. Never mind the lubricant. That's for other, uh... wholesome robot... uses.
TX845-1 showing his cleverness
Look at him using tools. He thinks he's robots.
I will miss those spent fuel somethings...
what are they called again?
Continue work meat slave!
It's times like this that remind me of why we enslaved them to begin with...
A particularly tasty fuel cell
Ah, the good times.
My robotorium is made entirely of shiny
If you can't see the reflecto-surfaces, then perhaps you need a good laser to the face.
Robot Fuel cells would kill the flesh beings
Silly Flesh slave wanted to consume Robot Fuel! Ha ha, doesn't he know that will kill him horribly?!
Spent Fuel Cells
Claw-crafted by robots!
Pay no attention to the non-robot waste
Nothing to see here peop... er.. robo-friends.
Not all memory files are robo-related
Seriously, it was trash day.
To the eliminator!
That light is from the funky robo party humans aren't allowed to go to.
TX845-1
He's so cute, it's like he doesn't know he's about to die
The Incinerator!
Modeled after your human "garbage cans"
Appropriate Fuel Disposal
I wonder if the fuel cell isotopes will affect his man flesh?
Goodbye
I'll consume a robot fuel cell in honor of your memory files.
Acquiring target
Poor TX845-1. I will always miss the slavey times.
Stalking the prey
We robots are so sneaky, he'll never see it coming.
Approaching kill-zone
No backing down now!
Robo-sneak attack
I will miss you TX845-1. //FILES DELETED// ...who's that?
Our Chairman Mao
(pic unrelated)
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HAHAHAHAHA! That's fuckin' awesome! Never had my face on lolcat before... Don't quite know if this change is for the good or what...
TX845-1 in the last photo:
