Psycho_Robot

I don't really need to lick it to find out. I am! TPUM is amused by the fact that I have tasted myself prior to this.

Dice it and eat it up. This thread

always manages to come off as complimenting even when she's technically being insulting

Pro: Coldness feels nice sometimes Con: Can kill you if it gets too cold Ultraviolet light

I hate you for saying dividable instead of divisible

...ignorant fear can lead to some pretty ugly things. Its not smart to overeat because...

I love you because you're a funny thing

I like my women like I like my fingernails, needing to be bitten Keys

I am from the past.

Silva arrived at her house with the cheese in hand. She ambled, whistling, to her bedroom where Psycho was still duct taped to a chair. "Thanks for the tip!" she called out cheerfully, tossing the cheese to herself. She sat down on the bed to admire her precious. "You know, you might want to look at that more closely," Psycho said, not looking at her or the cheese. Puzzled, Silva peered closely at the dairy product. It was a disgusting filthy abomination at this point, but still looked, and felt, decidedly cheese-like. "What do you mean? It looks fine!" she said after her inspection. "Try to cut it in half," Psycho suggested, looking over. "What? No! That would ruin it!" Silva replied, appalled at the thought. "Are you kidding?" Psycho chuckled, "If that really is the cheese, it won't get scratched at all." Silva had to admit that he was right. She set the cheese on the table and took a knife to it. It sliced right in half, revealing that it was a thin layer of paint over a mass of tan sculpting clay. "Damn it all!" Silva cried out, "I should have known!" "Yes, it seems that Fluff Puff has a propensity for creating decoys," Psycho consoled her bitterly, remembering that he himself had been fooled handily by one of her works. "So the cheese is still at her house..." mused Silva. "Naturally," Psycho responded cooly, "but before you go charg-" "I'm going to go get it!" Silva announced, interrupting Psycho and making for the door. "Wait!" Psycho called out after her. Silva stopped and turned around, "What?!" she snapped, losing her patience with this whole cheese business. "What exactly do you hope to accomplish by barging in there again? They no doubt noticed the decoy was missing, so they'll be on full alert." Psycho paused as Silva mulled over his works, grudgingly agreeing with him. "You need a plan, and above all, you need intelligence. I can help with that" "Ha!" Silva laughed, "Why should I trust you? You back-stabbed Fluff Puff after all!" Psycho laughed too. "Of course I did! I had to make a deal with her to get the cheese, but I had no intention of ever letting her have it. She cannot be trusted at all. Double-crossing her," he concluded, "was a necessary evil to remove the cheese from the world once and for all." Silva crossed her arms. "Fine," she said, "But you can't trust me either. I want to use it too and I don't care about most people!" "You think I never wanted to use it?" Psycho asked sardonically, "Of course I did! And during one of the brief moments I actually had the cheese, I took samples of it and I studied it labouriouisly. Do you know where it came from? Do you WANT to know??" Psycho demanded. "Um... er..." Silva stammered, "Do I...?" "No. You do NOT." Silva sighed. "Fine... so its evil... and any time its used, something terrible will happen, I take it?" "Undoubtedly" he affirmed. "Ok, I'll just leave it alone!" she decided, "Just leave it to them and stay out of it." "I'm afraid its not that simple..." Psycho said, sadly, "If it were, do you think I'd be bothering with this nonsense? No... if that cheese is ever used, it will result in a destructive event whose magnitude I cannot currently estimate with any certainty, except to say that it will almost certainly irradiate an area of many miles' radius." "So?" Silva asked. Psycho was caught off guard by her genuine apathy. "I... it..." he stammered, then finally knew how to respond, "Kitty is within that radius you know..." Silva gasped. "We have to do something!" she exclaimed, "I'll go there right now and-" "No!" Psycho interrupted, "Didn't you hear what I said earlier? You don't have a chance in hell if you go in there unprepared!" "Oh yea..." recalled Silva, "So what should we do then?" "So, you're agreeing to let me help?" Psycho asked. "Yea I guess... I should untie you I suppose." Silva walked toward him. Psycho stood up, the duct tape bindings falling away in ribbands. "Nah, I'm good" he said, a tiny robot with a cutting tip scuttling over his shoulder, back into his chest pocket. "What the hell!" Silva shouted, "Why were you sitting there like an idiot if you could get free?!" "I had to if I wanted you to listen to me." he said nonchalantly, "Surveillance indicated that you were 67% more likely to trust a guy if he was bound." Silva blushed, then thought about it a moment. "Wait god damn minute! What surveillance?!" "Oh... its... its nothing really. Its a live feed through 7 layers of encryption protocol that retroactively filters out anything you don't want shown using time penetrating brain scans. Pretty standard stuff. Now we need to send out some scouts to Fluff Puff's house and see what she's up to." "Wait!" Silva objected, "Live feed? Encryption?! Penetration...? Oh nevermind...." she relented, "Send your... scout thingies out there..." She sat down and started looking for the cameras which apparently surrounded her at all times of the day. "Some are already on their way actually," he said, "For time's sake I couldn't wait for your approval." Psycho sat down on Silva's computer and pulled up a live feed from one of his surveillance scouts. It, accompanied by a handful of its companions, soared low over cars and fences through a residential neighbourhood. Suddenly Fluff Puff's house came into view. "There!" Silva shouted, smudging the screen with her pointer finger. "Yes I know," Psycho said, "I sent them there after all! Let's take a look." Psycho cycled through the feeds they were receiving until they located Fluff Puff and Danno. They were sitting in the living room, laughing about Silva's failure to acquire the cheese. "...believe she fell for it!" Danno said, "After what you pulled on Psycho and Goon I didn't think anyone would fall for it again!" "Well Witty Face always was pretty careless. She makes mistakes a lot. Also she doesn't like teamwork. She wouldn't ask any of the other people what I'd done to them to prepare." "Her loss," Danno added, "Now when are you gonna let me use the cheese?" "Oh... er... Soon!" Fluff Puff lied. "Ok good. When I get it I'm gonna wish for world-" Psycho cut the transmission to a different feed. "Hey!" Silva shouted, "I was watching that! Um... I mean they were talking about the cheese!" "Yes, well THIS robot," Psycho said indicating the feed they were now watching, "picked up a high concentration of Tetrodotoxin. Its the cheese!" "Where?!" Silva exclaimed, leaning close to the screen. "I don't know yet, let's see..." Psycho tapped at the keyboard, switching the video to show the results of the mass spectrometry scan. The Tetrodotoxin glowed bright white on the screen. It was in the shape of the cheese. "There!" "She hid it under her pillow!" she shouted, "Of course!" "Right. Now we know where it is," Psycho said, "We need to pl-" "So just grab it and fly out of there!" Silva insisted. "I can't do that," Psycho explained, "these robots don't have any kind of cargo retrieval or transport systems." "Hmph," Silva pouted, "I suppose we're gonna have to go and get it ourselves." "Yes we are." answered Psycho as two of his cat-scorpion robots stalked up to the house and waited outside. "While the other scout robots were providing surveillance, one was scanning her house and it uploaded the complete blue prints." Psycho printed out two copies and handed Silva one. "You knock the front door and distract her. I'll go in the back and release a retrieval robot into her air ducts. Then I'll make a lot of noise. Fluff Puff will come chase me out, and think she fended off the attack. The robot will travel through the ducts and come out in her room here..." he tapped the map where the air duct in Fluff Puff's room was, "...and swap the real cheese for the fake cheese she tricked you with." "But that' one's all cut up!" Silva complained. "I glued it together." Psycho assured her, "It'll be fine. It just needs to last long enough for us to destroy the cheese." "Fine," Silva said and went outside, climbing onto one of the robots. Psycho climbed on the one next to her. "Well, here goes nothing..." she said morosely. The two robots dashed off heading towards Fluff Puff's house. They stopped a couple blocks away from Fluff Puff's house and went the rest of the way on foot, Psycho sneaking through trees and bushes towards the back while Silva walked in plain sight along the sidewalk. She saw the blinds in Fluff Puff's house bend downwards as someone inside peeked out, then snap back up as they let go. Silva took a deep breath and walked up to Fluff Puff's door. She rang the bell and Fluff answered it, with Danno peeking over her shoulder. "What do you want?" She asked coldly, knowing this had to be about the cheese. Silva panicked. She hadn't thought about HOW she was going to distract Fluff Puff. "Er... I just wanted to ask if we could share the cheese!" she finally announced. "Fat chance!" Fluff Puff laughed. Silva saw over her shoulder that Psycho had slipped in the back door and was creeping towards the vent. "The cheese is all mine!" she proclaimed. "And mine..." added Danno, annoyed. Silva watched as Psycho lifted the vent grate off and lowered his robot into it. "Right," Fluff Puff corrected, "Ours." "Come onnn" Silva pleaded. But before Fluff Puff could respond, Psycho shut the back door loudly, staying inside. Fluff Puff and Danno wheeled around. "Its a trap!" Danno shouted and ran after Psycho. Silva immediately ran away from Fluff Puff's front door. Fluff didn't chase her, instead slamming it shut and locking it. She ran up to Danno who had tackled Psycho. Psycho was struggling, pushing himself towards the door, but Danno didn't notice, thinking it was all his efforts. Psycho wormed his way to the door, then got up and scrambled away as the back door was shut and locked behind him. Psycho ran to where Silva was waiting by the scorpion-cat-bots. They hopped on and sped away back to Silva's house. Soon after, the retrieval and surveillance robots soared past them. They were waiting at Silva's house when the two arrived. Psycho opened the retrieval robot and pulled out the cheese. He grabbed a knife and stabbed it. The blade shattered. "Phew..." he said, relieved, "We finally got it..." "Yea but... that was a nice knife..." Silva complained "Oh... sorry...." Psycho said, embarrassed. "Well, lets destroy the cheese now..."

I think I spend just the right amount of time. TPUM is a cat lover

TORTATPAM is that she minds perverts even less

Depending on your definition of young, I may or may not be considered young. TPUM is a young lass

It doesn't matter to me if you're joking or not. TPUM is evil

I like my women like I like my kitties, evil but adorable Blankets

I like my women like I like my alarms, loud and annoying Shoes These forums don't tell you when someone has posted since you started preparing a reply like the old one did. Hmph.

I like my women like I like my sandwich, fun to take apart and eat. Trash cans

Banned for not belonging to any clan (you fool)

Granted, but the results are terrifying to behold and deeply emotionally scarring. I wish people would stop raving so much about avatar already!

No, I won't. TPUM will be offended by my refusal

I like my women like I like my sponges, able to soak a lot of liquid up Televison

I like my women like I like my speakers: able to be silenced. Spoons!

I'd rather be straight and tell everyone I'm gay. Because I'm already pretty effeminate. Would your rather have to wear a scent everyday for the rest of your life, or never be able to wear it again?

TORTATPAM is that she gave the best HTML help website about 5 seconds before dismissing it

Nope, not unless I do something really strenuous. If I'm just walking around, then no I don't. Do you like gardening? I do! I always helped my mom. It was fun planting the bulbs around.