Dr EOTT's Creations by Gatlinggundemon9, literature
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Dr EOTT's Creations
DOCTOR EXTREMELY OVER THE TOP'S PERSONAL FILES
Robots:
Framers:
Robots design to... well, frame someone by taking on their likeness. They are actually just three hovering spheres (two arms & one head) that project a hard-light hologram, though for the enemies with more than a few limbs more Framers can appear. Sadly, they can be easily dispatched with good aim, though their small size & speed make up for this.
Idiot Boxes:
My basic foot soldiers of limited intelligence with old-fashioned TVs as their heads. Usually they are armed with TV remotes that shoot lasers, but the more complex ones with Modern TV heads can use a draining mechanis
Lo5t=F0unD: Data Entry #4 by RebornHumanoid, literature
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Lo5t=F0unD: Data Entry #4
*MISSION LOG #005*
If God existed, I would be saying his name over and over and over right now.
When that weird message popped up on my computer, I had absolutely no idea what to think.
For all I know, this Mylo107 freak could have been leading me right into a trap, but now I plainly see how right I was to trust the messenger.
I tried going back to that place with the text boxes, and I saw the one I recognized still sitting there on the table. In a spur of the moment reaction, I pressed it and the whole room suddenly caved in. Stormer and I tumbled in darkness for a while before we landed in some sort of limestone cavern. At least, I tho
Lo5t=F0unD: Data Entry #3 by RebornHumanoid, literature
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Lo5t=F0unD: Data Entry #3
*MISSION LOG #004*
It's been at least a week, but I finally got this thing recharged in time to tell you the achievements we've managed to make piece by piece in our research.
We spent quite a long time wandering around in scenic nowhere looking, but 3 days ago we finally found a section of buildings in this massive Xylotos city that are all still intact, not a single roof tile seems to be missing. It's almost a picture-perfect replica of what old Xylotos used to look like.
Our work began as soon as we set up camp around the buildings. We had to set up the equipment needed to track the necessary information about the city buildings: how
Lo5t=F0unD: Data Entry #2 by RebornHumanoid, literature
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Lo5t=F0unD: Data Entry #2
*MISSION LOG #003*
I almost lost a leg today if not for the power of teamwork. I know it sounds cheesy, but it's true. Xylotos is certainly not a friendly city.
The long trek through mountainous junkyard territory wouldn't be easy, that much I knew. However, I had no idea exactly how dangerous the Great Wastes really were. The only experience I had was reading about them during my research, and though people say I have a pretty good build for my age, I'm not an athletic sort of fellow when it came to these kinds of situations. Climbing up the huge mountains of scraps and discarded items was tough, and the conditions were even tougher due
Lo5t=F0unD Data Entry #1 by RebornHumanoid, literature
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Lo5t=F0unD Data Entry #1
*MISSION LOG #001*
I guess I guess I'm really doing this? Sorry, it's just my first time actually making an audio log like this. I guess I'm just a little fidgety from the trip to get over here. It wasn't exactly smooth sailing from Europe all the way here.
I just stepped off the HyperSpace tunnel from Amaestria and I'm taking the Transit most of the way to New Philly. It feels kind of weird returning to this place, considering that when I left, I still had a family. I've been a native of the Eastern Regions my whole young life, born on the outskirts somewhere around here. I think I just saw my old school a few minutes a
L05t=F0unD Introduction by RebornHumanoid, literature
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L05t=F0unD Introduction
The city of Xylotos was once the greatest city the world had ever known. In the more prosperous year of 2055, its economic growth had risen to over $5 billion a year. Often thought of as the venerable capital of the world, its population had surpassed any other city or suburb complex, growing even larger by the minute. It was a prosperous utopia, known by many as the infamous "City of Success." It was, they said, the pinnacle of human accomplishment, a perfect translation of the American Dream and the peak of the Platinum Age.
Then
Nothing.
Suddenly the greatest city ever known was just wiped clean off the map. All the hist
S.H.A.R.D. Epilogue- Wheels Keep Turning by RebornHumanoid, literature
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S.H.A.R.D. Epilogue- Wheels Keep Turning
Supported Hydraulic Android Rehabilitation Drone database: Retell Thought Log
Few days later, I got the notice. I was free.
Leo's robot organization had done it's thing, and I was out of my prison for the first time in 20 years. I walked past the warden and the guards, mumbling about good luck and future plans. I don't think they were sincere at all.
First thing I did when I got out was rent an apartment. Then, with what little money I had, I bought some batteries and an oil change. It felt nice to have something fresh in my system, but not really that nice.
I went to the address I was looking for. I knocked on the door, expecting nothing
Project S.H.A.R.D.- Day 2 by RebornHumanoid, literature
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Project S.H.A.R.D.- Day 2
DAY #2 of S.H.A.R.D. Interrogation
"Where was, shall we say, your 'birthplace'?"
He nodded his head back and forth. "You wouldn't catch me in some rust bucket junk store," he said, "no siree. I was created in an abandoned warehouse by an independent scientist, built with love and care. You might know her. Just a hunch." He held up a picture of a Newsdata article, and immediately, the one in the picture caught my eye.
"Dr. Maia Bradley? " I said. "She was one of the world's leading roboticists! She was part of the team who paved the way for the next generation of cyberkinetic androids across the country! Of course I know her!"
"Of course y
Project S.H.A.R.D.- Day 1 by RebornHumanoid, literature
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Project S.H.A.R.D.- Day 1
DAY 1 of S.H.A.R.D. Interrogation
Shard- definition (noun)
1. a fragment, especially of broken earthenware or brittle artifact.
2. Zoology.
- A scale.
- A shell, as of an egg or snail.
I remember the first day I went to visit him.
It was cold and rainy that day as I trudged through the streets. The chills of winter were still wreaking havoc on us, without any signs of stopping or slowing down. I almost forgot about my purpose of even coming outside and thought about driving back home and ducking into the nearest coffee shop for a hot one. Then I remembered my mission. I kep