Psycho_Robot

^ Transmorpher < Knows that morphing is when you turn from a car into a robot v Will tell me where the allspark is

Banned for roundly owning him.

Notes. Spoon

They're alright. I prefer normal cakes. TPUM is a fool who thinks saying whether he does or does not have a sister will allow stalkers to locate and sexually assault him, using a thought process akin to: "There are only 2 males in Iceland, and one has a sister, while one doesn't, we'll trick him and then put on our sexual assault gloves!"

called me fat in this thread and not fat in another thread

Pro: Shows you care a lot about your cat Con: Shows your cat is the boss of you Turtles

I hate you for not knowing what it means either.

...it doesn't matter one bit if you die. Its not smart to never do dishes because...

I love you because the kitty pose in your signature is 100% awesomeness

I like my women like I like my peppers, armed with Capsaicin (in the form of mace) Water!

I am curious.

I pull goonstalf off silva then throw him into a flaming pit of unpleasantness. Then I poke silva.

Granted, but there are so many forum games that people have to post quickly and the post quality declines dramatically. I wish TBM realised there was a reason that people didn't reply to those threads

Psycho sat in the dark, bathed in the cold white glow of his monitors. "Those fools!" he said to himself, as people very often do when they are alone, "They should know better than to think that I, an antisocial fool, would actually show my face in battle!" He shut off the android he had built in his likeness. It went limp and crashed to who_am_i's feet, confusing him greatly. Having a likeness of himself cavorting about always disturbed Psycho, so he always shut them down whenever they served their purposes. "Still, I had no idea the cheese was a decoy... this Fluff Puff is not one to be trifled with..." Psycho thought on this for a while, then got a fantastic idea. He tapped at his console. Deep within his manufacturing plant, gears ground as conduits aligned, dispensing four of his robots outside the compound. They immediately sped off to achieve their programmed goal. Meanwhile, at the Southern Tunnel System, Fluff Puff faced off against the Guardian Trolls (level: 560). They were besting her easily, Fluff Puff just barely able to dodge the swings of their clubs and blows of their fists. Her robotic feline companion cowered helplessly in the corner. Every time Fluff Puff made a move towards her kitty, the trolls pushed her back. The situation seemed hopeless, when suddenly Psycho's robots ran into the tunnel system. They leaped onto the trolls and slashed at their flesh with their scorpion-like tails tipped with vicious curved blades. It wasn't long before all the trolls lay dead on the floor of the tunnels. Fluff Puff's robot kitty ran over to her and cowered behind her, terrified of her menacing cousins. The robots advanced on Fluff Puff, cornering and surrounding her. Fluff Puff thought for sure she was a goner, but then one of the robots' head flipped back, revealing a screen upon which Psycho's dimly lit visage appeared. "You and I both want the same thing, Emily..." he said, pausing for effect, "...the cheese. You're a brilliant tactician, and I have a near limitless army of robot warriors. If we teamed up, there's nothing anyone could do to stop us! What do you say?!" "Ha!" Fluff Puff shot back, "Its not like I have a choice do I? If I say no, your robots will kill me!" "No, no," said Psycho, shaking his head, which also shook his robot's head in what Fluff Puff agreed was a nice touch, "this is a business proposal, not a threat." His robots backed away and assumed a less threatening pose. "Well how can I trust you?" demanded Fluff Puff. "I'm not a bad person you know..." Psycho said, "I've just been forced to do bad things by circumstance." "Prove it!" Psycho's robot reached for Fluff Puff's kitty and lifted it in the air, displaying the logo stamped on its stomach. It was the logo of Psycho Robot industries. Fluff Puff was shocked. "But that man in Untopia made that! I bought it from him!" "I have no idea who you're talking about, but clearly I made this robot." His robot lowered kitty to the ground who returned to Fluff Puff. "This is the primary export of Psycho Robot industries. Its only now that there's such a terrible power loose in the world that I've begun making war robots, and its only with the best intentions that I use them. This cheese cannot fall into unworthy hands, and you and I can stop that from happening." Fluff Puff crossed her arms. "Fine. But I want to use the cheese a little bit before you take it away." "Its a deal," Psycho said, "So where is the cheese now? I thought I knew but as it so happens, that was... one of your decoys." "Danno has it now. He made me give it to him to find out where Kitty was." She pouted as she realised that Danno knew she would be killed by the trolls anyways. "Ok. We'll go get it now. Hop on." said Psycho, whose robot lowered to the ground again. Fluff Puff climbed onto the robot and held on tight. It rocketed off through the tunnel system and the surrounding forest until they arrived at Danno's campsite. They lurked in the shadows as Fluff Puff whispered her tactical ideas to the robot, which Psycho picked up on and relayed as orders to his robots. All the pieces in place, the two sprung their trap. A squad of Psycho's robots leaped out of the brush, surrounding Danno. He immediately hopped on Neysa who turned into a phoenix and flew into the air. Exactly as planned. As Neysa took off, they were surrounded by dozens of Psycho's helicopter robots. They scorched the air around Danno and Neysa with constant laser cannon fire, scoring several direct hits on Neysa. She tumbled through the air, ashes streaming behind her. Her body was completely turned to ashes and the tiny chick landed on the ground, followed shortly by Danno. They were immediately surrounded by robots, both on the ground and in the air. Danno, seeing no other way to save Neysa, surrendered the cheese. One of the robots snatched it and tucked it in its chest compartment, sealing it tight. They all tore off through the woods, including the one Fluff Puff was mounting, leaving her on the ground. Fluff Puff cursed the sky as Psycho's robots disappeared into the forest.

...then you have a low self-esteem and you have to take drugs to improve it. Its not smart to drink coca-cola because....

I'd rather kill - you don't say what. I'd rather smush an ant than be killed. Would you rather use a pencil or a pen?

Banned for insisting I use them even though they are unnecessary in the current application

^ clever guy < uses sarcasm properly v angrily insists that she (if that IS his real gender) uses sarcasm properly too

That's wrong. When you get very angry, your adrenal glands release adrenaline which makes you stronger. Water is necessary to live (bear in mind that most drinks have water as their primary ingredient - no water = no juice)

Granted, but as it protects you, it accidentally shoots you with a stray bullet. I wish I had a real, fully functional Aperture Science Hand-held Portal Device

Iron med helm (imaginative, right?) Harmonica

I hate you for using that reason for hating someone very often (you also use it for the banned game)

Banned for knot knowing which hostages he's referring to (I don't either)

^ Isn't aware that PR, while potentially referring to Psycho Robot, more commonly refers to Public Relations < Was well aware that licking elbows is impossible. v Also knew that (everyone knows that)

I am narcissistic