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| But, why come here Mr. Robot? | |
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| Following the conference at Mech Tower, the robots built their own utopian society. Leaving you humans to live in these desolate ghettos. | |
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| Of course, you fail to realize is that by jabbering on this way, Other people have begun to notice. | |
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| Because I need a human slave to assist me in my daily occupations. And it looks like you would fit the bill nicely. | |
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"And these people may not take to kindly to robots."
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| HaaaaaaH, what a lark!. What could a desperate starving human do to me. | |
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| Looks like another trophy goin' on the mantle piece. | |
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