Psycho_Robot

Stairs Hammer

...you could save a lot of money if you made them yourself. Its not smart to use the computer too much because...

^ Talks strange < Has a more normal speech pattern v Will continue her irritation

and that there was a good example of FAIL fail. Moar liek recognizing intentional rhyming fail! Anywho, as Silva chases after kitty, she runs faster and faster to get away from her. Suddenly kitty makes a sharp turn that Silva was unprepared for. She bangs into the wall and falls flat on her [wagon]. At that moment, another helicopter machine busts through the nearby window and shoots a tiny harpoon into the cheese, then reels the line in. As it flies out (and breaks) another window, a bay door opens up on the underside, showering kitty in her payment of kitty treats.

TORTATPAM is that he doesn't bathe in his toilet

I am sure to include all relevant qualifiers in my posts, unlike some people.

I'd rather trek across the arctic. It'd be insanely dangerous to be out in a rowboat in the Atlantic Ocean. Would you rather lose an arm or a leg?

TORTATPAM is that he claims to have tapes of me taking showers, but I take baths. Manly, bubbly, scented baths

Nintendo 64 despite the fact that it had the weirdest controller ever. Goldeneye 007 is awesome, and you can't ignore the original Super Smash Bros. What's your favorite late night snack? I love grapes, a peanut butter jelly sandwich, or pancakes!

^ Says "am" when she should use "is" < Properly refers to himself in the third person v Also uses grammar properly

Banned for having fun banning people. The banhammer is not for fun good sir.

Everquest Romance

I hate it so much I do it every day. TPUM is a female

Encase him in carbonite A cardboard cutout of a race car driver

Owns a spork!

Pro: Pretty powerful poetic procedure Con: Cripplingly constrained composing LOL

Silva, relieved to have escaped the worst of the cheese battle sets the cheese on her nightstand and pokes her kitty sleeping adorably in her bed, as pictured. Kitty stirs from her slumber and miaws irritatedly at Silva. She shrugs and lays down in bed pushing the kitty aside to do so. Her servo motors, kitty hops down and crawls under the bed. Silva reaches over to grab her precious, hard-fought cheese, only to have her hand swipe blindly through empty air. Silva's head snaps towards her nightstand; the cheese is gone! Silva leaps to her feet and looks around frantically, hoping that the cheese just fell to the floor. Of course its nowhere to be found. She hits the ground and looks under the bed. Nothing but the computerized vocalizations of her kitty meets her. She turns the bed to its side to get a better look. Kitty gets spooked and runs to another corner of her room, her glowing red eyes monitoring Silva's actions carefully. No cheese to be found anywhere. She tears through her room, searching every nook and cranny for the precious dairy, to no avail. She gives up and collapses on her bed, screaming with frustration and planning her next move. A mechanical whirring comes from kitty whose robotic gait is leading her to Silva's open door. Suddenly she realises. Silva jumps across the room and slams the door closed before "kitty" can get out. She lunges at kitty who nimbly leaps aside, landing at the other end of the room. Her eyes glow red and her segmented tail extends to double its length, the last segment opening up to allow a curved switchblade to swing out. She swipes menacingly at Silva as she emits a loud, statical hiss. Silva backs up until the door stops her from going any further. Without a moment's hesitation the kitty robot leaps forward at SIlva. She screams and throws herself to the floor, crawling away on her hands and knees. But the kitty robot doesn't follow her. It clings to the door and jabs its switchblade into the doorknob, severing the mechanism and swinging the door open. It leaps down and tears through the house. Silva chases after it, if for no other reason than to see where it goes. But before either Silva or the kitty robot can get far, an orange blur crashes into the kitty robot. Its knocked against the wall and emits a screeching digital howl. It whips its tail around trying to cut kitty as she claws at bites at its back. But kitty bites through the conduit running along the robot's back, severing control to the posterior half of the robot's bod. The hind legs and vicious tail go limp and fall to the floor. It drags itself forward by its front legs as kitty continues digging at its back. Finally kitty dislodges the kitty treat suck between the robot's armour plating and she noms it, then immediately loses interest in the robot and trots off. The robot continues dragging itself forward, moving faster now that kitty is off its back, but Silva outpaces it with a quick walk. She gets ahead of it and stops down hard on its neck. The body severed from its control, and the head severed from its power supply, the robot collapses to the ground, completely inert and totally broken. She picks up the torso and pushes aside the long strands of fur sticking out of the gaps between its armour plates to cover the robot almost completely with hair. She sees what looks like a hatch and tries to pull it open, but it doesn't budge. She hauls the carcass to her garage and tries to pry it open with a screwdriver. She bends the edge of the hatch a little but doesn't get any farther in opening it, the latch holding securely. Frustrated, she grabs a hammer and pounds the screwdriver into the gap. After several moments of frenzied banging, the screwdriver suddenly slips a few inches in. She celebrates, then starts hammering the screwdriver sideways, widening the gap. She pries it apart about half an inch, when suddenly an alarm sounds from the carcass. Startled, she drops the hammer and backs away, the screwdriver still wedged in the body. Hydraulic steam hisses out of the robot's body as the latch releases and the hatch swings open. Nothing happens for a moment, until a propeller's high-pitched whine cuts the silence. Out of the compartment in the robot's body a tiny helicopter, the cheese pinched in its metallic talons. It hovers for a moment as it scans the room, then flies towards the window. Silva jumps for it but it quickly swerves away. A moment and a shattered window pane later, the helicopter steals away into the night. On a TV mounted on the wall, from this distance, I can see it all, and I've been out here watching you, watching you fall.

I hate you loving hiding stuff in tabs [hide] [/hide]

...you could get frostbite. Its not smart to drive too fast because...

I love you for TAKING photos like that

I like my women like I like my watermelon: sweet and juicy on the inside

I am appreciative of the clean streets that street sweepers provide

I push sheepish into the path of a moving bus, killing him and double-killing both Goon and Blaziken

Granted, you pwn epically, but ultimately it means nothing and you find yourself wishing you had spent your time better. I wish Twilight would just go away.