Post by robotboyiscute on Jan 2, 2008 20:40:46 GMT -5
This is the start of my new story. I'm sorry for my long absense but I'm back now so forgive me for leaving. I got lazy and didn't write anymore stories about Robotboy but I'm coming back so get read for Rina's Origin!
Rina’s Origin.
Chapter One: Being Made.
This is a story on how Rina came into the world and her adventures up until her lock up.
Deep in a lab in the far hills of Japan worked an elderly Robotolgest on his latest creation. The Robotoest was named Proffer Moshimo a world renowned professor in advanced rotobotics. The Professor had thrilled the world with his inventions, teachings and knowalage on robots and had even made one who posse human emotions. The robot’s name was Robotboy and he was the on the most advanced robots the world had ever seen well to those who had seen him. See Robotboy was so advanced in weaponry and technology that Professor Moshimo feared that military forces, law enforcers and other higher ups may want to use to robot’s power for other unknown purposes. Like Moshimo's own arch rival Dr.Kamazazi a crazy robotolest bent on conquering the world. With this in mind Moshimo kept Robotboy close to his home and only a few interviewers got to see the world’s first human like little robot. While Robotboy was being kept a secret Moshimo was intent on making another super advanced robot which he had accomplished he just need to finish the following touches like a tweak on screw here and there.
Moshimo held open the robot’s face and called to his assistant Muemue who also happened to be his fiancé. “Muemue would you hand me the flat head?”
Muemue eagerly handed her husband to screwdriver with a smile.
Robotboy flew eagarly flew up behind her and spoke. “Is new bother or sister ready yet?”
Moshimo tightened one the bolts and spoke. “Not yet Robotboy.”
Robotboy asked eagerly. “When?”
Moshimo sighed. “Soon.” and went back to tightening the bolt. Having kids around was tough sometimes even if the kids are robotic with their constant questions. Robotboy was a polite young robot but when he got excited it was no different then dealing with a regular boy.
Moshimo continued to tighten the other two bolts while Robotboy continued to perch happily on about his new sibling. “I can’t wait to meet new friend…I teach them how to fight, fly and sing: WAAAAAA!”
Robotboy’s tune shattered the windows to pieces and stopped Moshimo in deep thought while twitiling with the bolts.
Moshimo scrunched up till Robotboy’s song had end and he turned to Muemue. “Muemue would you take Robotboy outside to sing and play with him? I just have to finish tightening these bolts.”
Muemue nodded and took the little bot outside.
Moshimo sighed. “Kids.”
Rina’s Origin.
Chapter One: Being Made.
This is a story on how Rina came into the world and her adventures up until her lock up.
Deep in a lab in the far hills of Japan worked an elderly Robotolgest on his latest creation. The Robotoest was named Proffer Moshimo a world renowned professor in advanced rotobotics. The Professor had thrilled the world with his inventions, teachings and knowalage on robots and had even made one who posse human emotions. The robot’s name was Robotboy and he was the on the most advanced robots the world had ever seen well to those who had seen him. See Robotboy was so advanced in weaponry and technology that Professor Moshimo feared that military forces, law enforcers and other higher ups may want to use to robot’s power for other unknown purposes. Like Moshimo's own arch rival Dr.Kamazazi a crazy robotolest bent on conquering the world. With this in mind Moshimo kept Robotboy close to his home and only a few interviewers got to see the world’s first human like little robot. While Robotboy was being kept a secret Moshimo was intent on making another super advanced robot which he had accomplished he just need to finish the following touches like a tweak on screw here and there.
Moshimo held open the robot’s face and called to his assistant Muemue who also happened to be his fiancé. “Muemue would you hand me the flat head?”
Muemue eagerly handed her husband to screwdriver with a smile.
Robotboy flew eagarly flew up behind her and spoke. “Is new bother or sister ready yet?”
Moshimo tightened one the bolts and spoke. “Not yet Robotboy.”
Robotboy asked eagerly. “When?”
Moshimo sighed. “Soon.” and went back to tightening the bolt. Having kids around was tough sometimes even if the kids are robotic with their constant questions. Robotboy was a polite young robot but when he got excited it was no different then dealing with a regular boy.
Moshimo continued to tighten the other two bolts while Robotboy continued to perch happily on about his new sibling. “I can’t wait to meet new friend…I teach them how to fight, fly and sing: WAAAAAA!”
Robotboy’s tune shattered the windows to pieces and stopped Moshimo in deep thought while twitiling with the bolts.
Moshimo scrunched up till Robotboy’s song had end and he turned to Muemue. “Muemue would you take Robotboy outside to sing and play with him? I just have to finish tightening these bolts.”
Muemue nodded and took the little bot outside.
Moshimo sighed. “Kids.”