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Robot of the Day: April 20

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Their journey took the robots through ever stranger landscapes. One evening, at sunset, the sky appeared to be consumed in a silent explosion. They were momentarily alarmed, however neither of them detected any rapid changes in local atmospheric conditions or an increase in EMF. Even so, there was a low-level background noise that defied analysis…

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Robot of the Day: Inktober #21

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The robot’s appreciation of the novelty of its find was momentary— its batteries felt as if they involuntarily drained at the realization that the data was encoded in a lost language…

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Robot of the Day: An interlude of awkwardness…

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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.

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Robot of the Day: Inktober #17

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By the time the robot reached the valley floor, the sun was high in the sky, a swollen nuclear furnace that scorched the landscape with infrared radiation. CPU fans on high, the robot plodded on, resolute in its quest…

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Robot Of The Day: Inktober #4

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“A ‘spell’?”

“Yeah,” I said. “Words, phrases. An incantation that can effect a change on an environment and objects within it. Magic. ‘Harry Potter’ stuff.”

“A symbolic instruction code,” one of the robots replied.

“Exactly!” I agreed.

Another robot held up a floppy disk. “I have an ancient volume filled with incantations and digital magic!”

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Robot Of The Day: Inktober #2

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In attempting to describe a state of “tranquility” to the robots, one interjected: “A state of low latency; actuations execute with optimal feedback.” After a moment’s consideration I replied, “a little like that, yes.”

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Robot of the day: Inktober 2018 #1

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The worst part of the job was having to go down to survey the sub-levels, where the coastal cooling inlets were. There, the brackish water lay still. It was a noxious, corrosive sludge; a copper oxide nightmare.

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Robot of the Day: April 20

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Robot of the Day: Inktober #21

The robot’s appreciation of the novelty of its find was momentary— its batteries felt as if they involuntarily drained at the realization that the data was encoded in a lost language…

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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.

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Robot of the Day: Inktober #17

By the time the robot reached the valley floor, the sun was high in the sky, a swollen nuclear furnace that scorched the landscape with infrared radiation. CPU fans on high, the robot plodded on, resolute in its quest…

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Robot Of The Day: Inktober #4

“A ‘spell’?”

“Yeah,” I said. “Words, phrases. An incantation that can effect a change on an environment and objects within it. Magic. ‘Harry Potter’ stuff.”

“A symbolic instruction code,” one of the robots replied.

“Exactly!” I agreed.

Another robot held up a floppy disk. “I have an ancient volume filled with incantations and digital magic!”

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Robot Of The Day: Inktober #2

In attempting to describe a state of “tranquility” to the robots, one interjected: “A state of low latency; actuations execute with optimal feedback.” After a moment’s consideration I replied, “a little like that, yes.”

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Robot of the day: Inktober 2018 #1

The worst part of the job was having to go down to survey the sub-levels, where the coastal cooling inlets were. There, the brackish water lay still. It was a noxious, corrosive sludge; a copper oxide nightmare.

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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.

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By the time the robot reached the valley floor, the sun was high in the sky, a swollen nuclear furnace that scorched the landscape with infrared radiation. CPU fans on high, the robot plodded on, resolute in its quest…

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“A ‘spell’?”

“Yeah,” I said. “Words, phrases. An incantation that can effect a change on an environment and objects within it. Magic. ‘Harry Potter’ stuff.”

“A symbolic instruction code,” one of the robots replied.

“Exactly!” I agreed.

Another robot held up a floppy disk. “I have an ancient volume filled with incantations and digital magic!”

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In attempting to describe a state of “tranquility” to the robots, one interjected: “A state of low latency; actuations execute with optimal feedback.” After a moment’s consideration I replied, “a little like that, yes.”

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The worst part of the job was having to go down to survey the sub-levels, where the coastal cooling inlets were. There, the brackish water lay still. It was a noxious, corrosive sludge; a copper oxide nightmare.

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