Post by Armystuntman on Jun 15, 2010 17:02:35 GMT -4
Since no one posted in my RP topic, I'm continuing it here.
It's a rough, tough life for robot villains in jail. This state of the art jail was designed for destructive robots that are trying to attack people and can't be deactivated ect. It's dark grey titanium reinforced walls tower over with a high ceiling with no windows. Robots here are used as slaves for the human race. Usually only the meanest and evilest of robots are sent here, but what about the sad instances of robots who are innocent of their crime? That's were it gets interesting!
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In the medium sized cell 105, NR-5, or Nerrisha, sat looking at the wooden table in the middle of the room. She knew she wasn't supposed to be there, but couldn't prove herself right.
She wasn't used to jail. She had a soft personality. She couldn't stand being guilty.
She touched her electric neck-band, and dropped an oil tear.
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Two guards, two hedgehog-humans with the names Bing (Green fur) and Bang (Red fur) were looking from a watch post.
"Them robots. Can't stand em smell. Well, besides yours, Bang."
"I don't smell!" Bang retorted.
"So you don't have a nose?" Bing laughed. Bang cringed.
Bing continued ; "Well, simple job we have, just sound the alarm if any robots escape. Then they'l be zapped with the zapper thing we put round their necks. They'l short circuit like fries."
They continued eating their Morning Biscuits with tea, sitting down on two chairs in the tower.
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In cell 103, NR-3, or Scooter the robot mechanic, was with another two robots, NR-1 and NR-2, the Mecha Bros. They were discussing escape.
Scooter spoke first.
"We gotta escape, We can do more evil out of here, you know."
"Thats obvious." said NR-1, "But how will we escape?"
"Im thinking"
NR-2 looked dopeliy at them.
"Why don't we dig-"
"We tried that. Metal floor."
NR-2 looked around.
"Windows?"
"Nope."
"Breaking the door?"
"It's made of titanium."
NR-2 rolled his yellow metal eye.
"That's it. I'm getting my digging teaspoon."
He jabbed the floor with his teaspoon, and, to his surprised, the tile came off, reveling a hole.
Scooter couldn't belive it.
"Wow. Your idiocy and pure luck found the hole! Last one in is a rusted scrap heap!"
They jumped in, and left behind two empty mugs of oil, a unused toilet and a bashed up radio.
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The doors of the cells opened, with lasers aiming at every one.
A speaker of a person was shouting was heard. "All right, ya rusty maggots! Get your metal behinds to Sector 14 for Slavery Duty!"
The robots sulked out of their cells. NR-5 walked sadly out of her cell. She wasn't supposed to be there, but she knew she wouldn't dare fight back. She sat down at Sector 14 turning nuts and bolts into the necessary holes and sticks. She seemed to be good at it, as she accustomed to construction work, but she still was depressed on her situation.
Suddenly, a big gruff robot pushed her on the floor.
"Hey! What was that for?" She screamed.
The gruff robot looked at her with an expression of distrust and anger. What had she done? She doesn't even know him!
The robots suddenly spasmed in the spot, as it fell to the floor, there was a guard behind it, with a remote control to activate the Zapper Strap around the robots neck, in his hand.
He raised his eyebrow at NR-5, hinting that she better get back to work, and she did.
It's a rough, tough life for robot villains in jail. This state of the art jail was designed for destructive robots that are trying to attack people and can't be deactivated ect. It's dark grey titanium reinforced walls tower over with a high ceiling with no windows. Robots here are used as slaves for the human race. Usually only the meanest and evilest of robots are sent here, but what about the sad instances of robots who are innocent of their crime? That's were it gets interesting!
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In the medium sized cell 105, NR-5, or Nerrisha, sat looking at the wooden table in the middle of the room. She knew she wasn't supposed to be there, but couldn't prove herself right.
She wasn't used to jail. She had a soft personality. She couldn't stand being guilty.
She touched her electric neck-band, and dropped an oil tear.
................................
Two guards, two hedgehog-humans with the names Bing (Green fur) and Bang (Red fur) were looking from a watch post.
"Them robots. Can't stand em smell. Well, besides yours, Bang."
"I don't smell!" Bang retorted.
"So you don't have a nose?" Bing laughed. Bang cringed.
Bing continued ; "Well, simple job we have, just sound the alarm if any robots escape. Then they'l be zapped with the zapper thing we put round their necks. They'l short circuit like fries."
They continued eating their Morning Biscuits with tea, sitting down on two chairs in the tower.
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In cell 103, NR-3, or Scooter the robot mechanic, was with another two robots, NR-1 and NR-2, the Mecha Bros. They were discussing escape.
Scooter spoke first.
"We gotta escape, We can do more evil out of here, you know."
"Thats obvious." said NR-1, "But how will we escape?"
"Im thinking"
NR-2 looked dopeliy at them.
"Why don't we dig-"
"We tried that. Metal floor."
NR-2 looked around.
"Windows?"
"Nope."
"Breaking the door?"
"It's made of titanium."
NR-2 rolled his yellow metal eye.
"That's it. I'm getting my digging teaspoon."
He jabbed the floor with his teaspoon, and, to his surprised, the tile came off, reveling a hole.
Scooter couldn't belive it.
"Wow. Your idiocy and pure luck found the hole! Last one in is a rusted scrap heap!"
They jumped in, and left behind two empty mugs of oil, a unused toilet and a bashed up radio.
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The doors of the cells opened, with lasers aiming at every one.
A speaker of a person was shouting was heard. "All right, ya rusty maggots! Get your metal behinds to Sector 14 for Slavery Duty!"
The robots sulked out of their cells. NR-5 walked sadly out of her cell. She wasn't supposed to be there, but she knew she wouldn't dare fight back. She sat down at Sector 14 turning nuts and bolts into the necessary holes and sticks. She seemed to be good at it, as she accustomed to construction work, but she still was depressed on her situation.
Suddenly, a big gruff robot pushed her on the floor.
"Hey! What was that for?" She screamed.
The gruff robot looked at her with an expression of distrust and anger. What had she done? She doesn't even know him!
The robots suddenly spasmed in the spot, as it fell to the floor, there was a guard behind it, with a remote control to activate the Zapper Strap around the robots neck, in his hand.
He raised his eyebrow at NR-5, hinting that she better get back to work, and she did.