Post by tobias on Dec 20, 2011 11:32:46 GMT -5
"That... that is just disturbing," said Bobby as he watched his friend, Jacob Johnson, working on the wiring in his chest. A small, square chestplate was open, visibly showing wires and circuits.
"I need to replace this wire, or I'll burn out," said Jacob as he used a mini torch on his circuitry. "Unless you have a degree in robotics."
"Oddly enough, I could have, but I got my accounting degree instead," replied Bobby. "I can file the hell out of your tax return, though."
"There... almost finished," replied Jacob as he closed the chestplate. "Good as new. Well, as good as I can do, anyway."
"You know, we've known each other for a few weeks now, so, um," said Bobby as Jacob pulled his shirt on. "WHY ARE YOU A ROBOT!?"
"You really want to know?" asked Jacob as he buttoned up his shirt.
"Duh, I've been wanting to know since that whole Terminator thing," replied Bobby as he took a seat. "Fill me in, bro."
"I was built by a top secret underground scientific firm," replied Jacob. "And... I haven't told you because... you'd probably hate me if you knew the truth."
"What, that you're a robot? Dude, you're totally cool in my book, and conisdering who I am, that's pretty awesome," replied Bobby as he loooked over at his friend.
"Okay, well, the truth is..."
To Be Continued in Iceman #7!
"I need to replace this wire, or I'll burn out," said Jacob as he used a mini torch on his circuitry. "Unless you have a degree in robotics."
"Oddly enough, I could have, but I got my accounting degree instead," replied Bobby. "I can file the hell out of your tax return, though."
"There... almost finished," replied Jacob as he closed the chestplate. "Good as new. Well, as good as I can do, anyway."
"You know, we've known each other for a few weeks now, so, um," said Bobby as Jacob pulled his shirt on. "WHY ARE YOU A ROBOT!?"
"You really want to know?" asked Jacob as he buttoned up his shirt.
"Duh, I've been wanting to know since that whole Terminator thing," replied Bobby as he took a seat. "Fill me in, bro."
"I was built by a top secret underground scientific firm," replied Jacob. "And... I haven't told you because... you'd probably hate me if you knew the truth."
"What, that you're a robot? Dude, you're totally cool in my book, and conisdering who I am, that's pretty awesome," replied Bobby as he loooked over at his friend.
"Okay, well, the truth is..."
To Be Continued in Iceman #7!