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Note: Though this is a tale of the nerdy Robocop, it's not a tale of Mr Snuggly, for he is merely 'like' the nerdy Robocop.
"Dead or alive, you're coming with me" said the nerdy Robocop, opening up the compartment in his leg to withdraw his gun as he persued a guy on a bicycle.
The cyclist continued to move away, as nerdy Robocop clunked along the bridge.
Action music kicked in as the nerdy robocop increased in speed.
The cyclist went down a sidestreet, looking behind to see if the nerdy robocop was following. He saw nothing. He smiled, thinking that he had gotten away when he heard a computerized voice, and it was too beefy to be Steven Hawkings.
"Step off the cycle" said the nerdy Robocop.
The young lad stepped off, putting the stand up, rather than lie the bike down. Nerdy Robocop grabbed him around the neck, and raised him from the ground.
"When you see a 'Cyclists Dismount' sign, you must get off your bicycle. Your failure to do so meant that an elderly lady had to step aside. I hearby give you a formal warning. If I see you do it again, you'll get a fine."
The nerdy Robocop released his grip on the young lad, who fell to the ground. He got up, dusted himself off, and rode off into the distance, leaving only a trail of urine.
Another hard days work was over for the nerdy Robocop. As he tucked into his jar of baby food he was content that he had made the world a better place.
"Dead or alive, you're coming with me" said the nerdy Robocop, opening up the compartment in his leg to withdraw his gun as he persued a guy on a bicycle.
The cyclist continued to move away, as nerdy Robocop clunked along the bridge.
Action music kicked in as the nerdy robocop increased in speed.
The cyclist went down a sidestreet, looking behind to see if the nerdy robocop was following. He saw nothing. He smiled, thinking that he had gotten away when he heard a computerized voice, and it was too beefy to be Steven Hawkings.
"Step off the cycle" said the nerdy Robocop.
The young lad stepped off, putting the stand up, rather than lie the bike down. Nerdy Robocop grabbed him around the neck, and raised him from the ground.
"When you see a 'Cyclists Dismount' sign, you must get off your bicycle. Your failure to do so meant that an elderly lady had to step aside. I hearby give you a formal warning. If I see you do it again, you'll get a fine."
The nerdy Robocop released his grip on the young lad, who fell to the ground. He got up, dusted himself off, and rode off into the distance, leaving only a trail of urine.
Another hard days work was over for the nerdy Robocop. As he tucked into his jar of baby food he was content that he had made the world a better place.
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Part 2 can also be seen in the Stories forum.
The nerdy Robocop sat in the corner of his local library, reading a book on Windows XP.
The sound of laughter suddenly alerted his sense of injustice.
He looked over to the sign on the desk. "Silence". He checked it's meaning against his database:
"Main Entry: 1si·lence
Pronunciation: 'sI-l&n(t)s
Function: noun
Etymology: Middle English, from Old French, from Latin silentium, from silent-, silens
Date: 13th century
1 : forbearance from speech or noise : MUTENESS -- often used interjectionally
2 : absence of sound or noise : STILLNESS
3 : absence of mention: a : OBLIVION, OBSCURITY b : SECRECY "
Surely who ever had laughed was in violation of this?
The nerdy Robocop stood up swiftly, sending the table he was sitting at crashing over, and the action music begun.
He pulled a bookcase out of his way, and pulled his gun from the side of his leg.
There he saw the wrong-doer. A young lady, probably aged between 18 and 23. She had been reading a comic book, he concluded, as it was not on the floor.
"Freeze" said the nerdy Robocop, but she had been frightened by the crashing down of the bookcase, and was proceeding to run away.
The nerdy Robocop fired off a couple of shots, bringing another bookcase crashing down, and stopping the girl in her tracks.
"You are in violation of the library's code of silence. Dead or alive, you're coming with me!"
The girl remained still, terrified.
The nerdy Robocop put his gun away, and approached the girl. He grabbed her by the hair, and dragged her out of the door.
A feeling of great justice waved over the nerdy Robocop that evening, as he sat on an abandond car, with the sun setting over his shoulder. He consumed his baby food, content that another wrong had been righted.
The nerdy Robocop sat in the corner of his local library, reading a book on Windows XP.
The sound of laughter suddenly alerted his sense of injustice.
He looked over to the sign on the desk. "Silence". He checked it's meaning against his database:
"Main Entry: 1si·lence
Pronunciation: 'sI-l&n(t)s
Function: noun
Etymology: Middle English, from Old French, from Latin silentium, from silent-, silens
Date: 13th century
1 : forbearance from speech or noise : MUTENESS -- often used interjectionally
2 : absence of sound or noise : STILLNESS
3 : absence of mention: a : OBLIVION, OBSCURITY b : SECRECY
Surely who ever had laughed was in violation of this?
The nerdy Robocop stood up swiftly, sending the table he was sitting at crashing over, and the action music begun.
He pulled a bookcase out of his way, and pulled his gun from the side of his leg.
There he saw the wrong-doer. A young lady, probably aged between 18 and 23. She had been reading a comic book, he concluded, as it was not on the floor.
"Freeze" said the nerdy Robocop, but she had been frightened by the crashing down of the bookcase, and was proceeding to run away.
The nerdy Robocop fired off a couple of shots, bringing another bookcase crashing down, and stopping the girl in her tracks.
"You are in violation of the library's code of silence. Dead or alive, you're coming with me!"
The girl remained still, terrified.
The nerdy Robocop put his gun away, and approached the girl. He grabbed her by the hair, and dragged her out of the door.
A feeling of great justice waved over the nerdy Robocop that evening, as he sat on an abandond car, with the sun setting over his shoulder. He consumed his baby food, content that another wrong had been righted.
encore encore.
This series must continue.
"Your move, creep. I mean, if you want to, y'know."
Nerdy Robocop rules. Do more.
"Your move, creep. I mean, if you want to, y'know."
Nerdy Robocop rules. Do more.
Note: Though this is a tale of the nerdy Robocop, it's not a tale of Mr Snuggly, for he is merely 'like' the nerdy Robocop.
"Dead or alive, you're coming with me" said the nerdy Robocop, opening up the compartment in his leg to withdraw his gun as he persued a guy on a bicycle.
The cyclist continued to move away, as nerdy Robocop clunked along the bridge.
Action music kicked in as the nerdy robocop increased in speed.
The cyclist went down a sidestreet, looking behind to see if the nerdy robocop was following. He saw nothing. He smiled, thinking that he had gotten away when he heard a computerized voice, and it was too beefy to be Steven Hawkings.
"Step off the cycle" said the nerdy Robocop.
The young lad stepped off, putting the stand up, rather than lie the bike down. Nerdy Robocop grabbed him around the neck, and raised him from the ground.
"When you see a 'Cyclists Dismount' sign, you must get off your bicycle. Your failure to do so meant that an elderly lady had to step aside. I hearby give you a formal warning. If I see you do it again, you'll get a fine."
The nerdy Robocop released his grip on the young lad, who fell to the ground. He got up, dusted himself off, and rode off into the distance, leaving only a trail of urine.
Another hard days work was over for the nerdy Robocop. As he tucked into his jar of baby food he was content that he had made the world a better place.
"Dead or alive, you're coming with me" said the nerdy Robocop, opening up the compartment in his leg to withdraw his gun as he persued a guy on a bicycle.
The cyclist continued to move away, as nerdy Robocop clunked along the bridge.
Action music kicked in as the nerdy robocop increased in speed.
The cyclist went down a sidestreet, looking behind to see if the nerdy robocop was following. He saw nothing. He smiled, thinking that he had gotten away when he heard a computerized voice, and it was too beefy to be Steven Hawkings.
"Step off the cycle" said the nerdy Robocop.
The young lad stepped off, putting the stand up, rather than lie the bike down. Nerdy Robocop grabbed him around the neck, and raised him from the ground.
"When you see a 'Cyclists Dismount' sign, you must get off your bicycle. Your failure to do so meant that an elderly lady had to step aside. I hearby give you a formal warning. If I see you do it again, you'll get a fine."
The nerdy Robocop released his grip on the young lad, who fell to the ground. He got up, dusted himself off, and rode off into the distance, leaving only a trail of urine.
Another hard days work was over for the nerdy Robocop. As he tucked into his jar of baby food he was content that he had made the world a better place.
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