Snot streams from the nose of the eldest. Well, more like acid, but these bots are a piece of my family. Philippe is the relative dust bunny hopping at the chance to dismantle time and energy spent, in agony, breathing life into the eldest bot. Jeremiad pulsates across its still frame. The engraved "i" and "d" are about erased. The almighty DB has struck a devestating blow! Jeremiad is lifeless and has almost taken a completely different personality in the form of, "Jerem_a".... This is a time of great sorrow, but tomorrow will topple the evil Philippe, I guarantee it!
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Scambling across the marble tiled floor is Philippe. DB's eyes are puffed open, ogling Jeremiad. For the last time Phlippe struts underneath the sofa to meditate for great powers to diadem the torpid. "I am deserving....I am all powerful....I am deserving...I'm omnipotent!" The second day passed by, dust bunny expanded its waist. The encompassing room never had less dust! A blast of wind from the window directly above the sofa bullied through, pushed up against the adjacent wall and swept down the television set. The floor caught the wind and sent it twirling like a water spout of dust. "Oh! Oh! Here it comes! My destiny awaits and no snotty robot will stop me now!" The power of the spout dispersed enough to send a sheeting dust cloud underneath the sofa, empowering mighty DB! "Now rest, the next day brings freedom!"
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Jeremiad stands motionless. Infared sensors flare against the antique rocker ten feet away. "No input, stand-by mode." CPU is in energy saving mode as the dust storm spreads a thin layer a top the metal body.
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The sun shines through both windows, one hovers over the rocker and the other the sofa. Solar cells glare, reflect images against the ceiling as the adjunction nears -- the grandfather clock against the wall, next to the tv, gongs....gongs....gongs.