... day. "Look, it's the Metal Mockery!"
"Hey, I'm not the one that has a tin can for a gluteus maximus!"
"What are you going to do, OIL us to death?"Jenny
reflected on that last comment. Death. She'd always been permitted by
her mother to destroy lives, but only those that endangered the
safety of others. But what was to stop her? Nothing. She was the most
powerful robot in the world - no, the UNIVERSE - and yet she abided
by rules?Wusses. All of 'em.Her motion tracker showed
Brit and Tiff just down the hall with their posse. Her left arm
slowly retracted into a chaingun, while the other opened up to expose
heat-seeking missles. So what if a few innocent lives were lost in
the process? Well, great deeds come at great cost. Besides, they'll
all die someday anyways, so what's wrong with right now?Party
clutched the bouquet of aluminum pansies in his hand as he nervously
advanced through the halls. Despite his nerves, he was actually quite
proud of himself; finally, he was going to ask Jenny out on an
official date. That zoo fiasco was a start, but this was a
full-on, romantic, dinner-by-candlelight arrangement he had planned
with half of his life savings. Nothing could screw this up.Murphy's
Law reared its ugly head when he drank from a drinking fountain.
Glancing up, he saw Jenny - the love of his life - fully armed, with
electricity coursing throu...