Zain Snowpaw
Inactive Member
It was a bright and sunny day at the star army academy. Recruits scurrying from place to place following their daily routine.
The somewhat idyllic setting was shattered by a large *CRASH*.
"Get out of the way!!!"
Those who happened to be there were treated to an odd sight. A blue haired woman running after what looked to be a maintenance robot of some description.
The large hole in the wall behind the pair was also of some note. Through the hole they could see a wrecked maintenance workshop and a startled young man staring after his runaway project.
The idea had been simple. Program the robot with a partial personality backup. Enough to be able to have intelligent thought but not enough to give it a personality.
He popped the disk out of the drive. The label read, Kira's combat simulator.
'Awww hell.' he thought 'I hate Mondays.'
The somewhat idyllic setting was shattered by a large *CRASH*.
"Get out of the way!!!"
Those who happened to be there were treated to an odd sight. A blue haired woman running after what looked to be a maintenance robot of some description.
The large hole in the wall behind the pair was also of some note. Through the hole they could see a wrecked maintenance workshop and a startled young man staring after his runaway project.
The idea had been simple. Program the robot with a partial personality backup. Enough to be able to have intelligent thought but not enough to give it a personality.
He popped the disk out of the drive. The label read, Kira's combat simulator.
'Awww hell.' he thought 'I hate Mondays.'