The secret of Kashley
Shcktan looked at Dellua, shocked and amazed. "Kashley?!?!"
Dellua looked back at Shcktan, catlike and dank. "Yes, Shcktan. Kashley. Exactly. Let me tell you a story."
Dellua sat down by a campfire which had magically sprung up out of nowhere (stupid teleporter) and pulled out an acoustic guitar.
(By the way, the Caida 2000 XB4Os just sat there looking robotic. Not hard to do when you're a robot.)
Strumming the guitar, Dellua spoke.
"Kashley was employed by Robocorp© a few years back. An ace programmer, he was never very hardworking. (Probably due to the fact that he was a boy genius, and only 9.) But, he was good at coming up with new and innovative ideas and was quickly moved into the company's development team. After several operations which were discontinued for profitability reasons (Ice Cream Robot, Lolly Vendor Android, The Thinking Matchbox Car, and The Transformer That Can Transform Into A Rather Good Likeness Of Tony From Number 7), Kashley and the team designed the Caida 2000 XB40. Built for destruction and evil, this robot was meant to be an upgrade on the original Caida, which, frankly, sucked. But Kashley was still bitter about his failed projects. So, secretly and in secret, he programmed several quirks into the Caida 2000XB40. These quirks were of such a random nature that the stock line was quickly discontinued after the Caidas, mounting an offensive in Afghanistan, jumped out of position and started a fashion parade down the main street."
Dellua paused for breath, and then concluded.
"But, it looks like the owner of this mall foolishly purchased a few from Cool Weapons Surplus."
Shcktan was aghast.
"What should we do, Dellua?"
"Well," the crazy cat replied. "There's only one thing we can do, Shcktan. Charge. Charge at the robots, and hope Kashley's brilliance pulls us through."
"Ok, let's do it!" Cried Shcktan.
"CHARGE!" They ran haphazardly towards the wall of robots.
What happened next was simply spectacular.
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Dellua looked back at Shcktan, catlike and dank. "Yes, Shcktan. Kashley. Exactly. Let me tell you a story."
Dellua sat down by a campfire which had magically sprung up out of nowhere (stupid teleporter) and pulled out an acoustic guitar.
(By the way, the Caida 2000 XB4Os just sat there looking robotic. Not hard to do when you're a robot.)
Strumming the guitar, Dellua spoke.
"Kashley was employed by Robocorp© a few years back. An ace programmer, he was never very hardworking. (Probably due to the fact that he was a boy genius, and only 9.) But, he was good at coming up with new and innovative ideas and was quickly moved into the company's development team. After several operations which were discontinued for profitability reasons (Ice Cream Robot, Lolly Vendor Android, The Thinking Matchbox Car, and The Transformer That Can Transform Into A Rather Good Likeness Of Tony From Number 7), Kashley and the team designed the Caida 2000 XB40. Built for destruction and evil, this robot was meant to be an upgrade on the original Caida, which, frankly, sucked. But Kashley was still bitter about his failed projects. So, secretly and in secret, he programmed several quirks into the Caida 2000XB40. These quirks were of such a random nature that the stock line was quickly discontinued after the Caidas, mounting an offensive in Afghanistan, jumped out of position and started a fashion parade down the main street."
Dellua paused for breath, and then concluded.
"But, it looks like the owner of this mall foolishly purchased a few from Cool Weapons Surplus."
Shcktan was aghast.
"What should we do, Dellua?"
"Well," the crazy cat replied. "There's only one thing we can do, Shcktan. Charge. Charge at the robots, and hope Kashley's brilliance pulls us through."
"Ok, let's do it!" Cried Shcktan.
"CHARGE!" They ran haphazardly towards the wall of robots.
What happened next was simply spectacular.
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