Robots

Robot of the Day: November 15

No one knew where they came from nor where they went. There was some speculation that they were attracted by the large radio towers on the crest of the hill. “The electromagnetic fields must be delicious,” supposed the robot. “You’ve got to be kidding,” I replied. “How could something that big move about unnoticed? You’ve learned how to tell stories, haven’t you?”

Robots

Robot of the Day: An interlude of awkwardness…

As I entered the room I stopped short— A robot perched precariously in the open window, looking directly at me. A moment passed between us, and then another without either party uttering a single word. I turned and left the room, closing the door behind me.

Robots

Robot of the day: Inktober #19

The bottle contained what appeared to be ancient punch cards. If the bottle was an anomaly in this environment the punchcards were doubly so. A scan of the scorched and desiccated landscape yielded no other feature, artificial or natural. The robot turned its attention back to the bottle and its mysterious contents…

Robots

Robot of the Day: Inktober #18

After an eternity of clock cycles under a baking sun in the featureless landscape, the robot detected an anomaly a short distance ahead. Millimeter-wave radar picked it out as a hard object, smooth; not a rock or some other natural object. Eventually the robot determined it was a bottle, a glass bottle half buried in the sand… with something inside.

Robots

Robot of the Day: Inktober #15

The night-time trek through the forest was a battery-draining affair; servos and gyros worked overtime to negotiate the rooty and rocky trails. As the weak light of the sunrise began to filter through the trees, the robot anticipated being able to deploy photovoltaic panels to recharge before the next leg of its journey.