Glitch
The workshop door opened with a hiss. "Sir?" Ral asked. Tef was behind him with what looked like scrapped pieces of battle armor and what might have been a tennis racket had they been on Earth.
Red eyes opened in the back of the dark room. "Yes?" The strangely monotone voice of Sir asked.
Ral relaxed a little and turned on the light. Only to be hit with the urge to run away screaming. "What is this?" He demanded.
The little robot was wired up to just about everything in the room.
"Information Retrieval." Sir said glowering at him. "So much of your race is pitiful. How do you survive?"
"And we thought this was the sane one." Tef whispered.
Ral made a motion for him to shut up. "Er, uh, Sir, you don't have to do anything like that right now. Why don't you disengage and we'll, er, give you a new casing, a new *shiny* one. Would you like that?"
The red eyes became crimson slits. "You are all so stupid. Even your design for this body is flawed. I've had to make." He paused his voice dropping a few octaves. "Modifications."
"Ral I'm serious, the next time you're curious I'm killing you." Tef hissed as the two backed up a few steps.
Ral elbowed him. "Sir, really, come on now. Don't play games."
"Games? If you want games I should relinquish control to Gir. He likes games. Or were you talking about War games? Gar is more suited for that." His eyes flickered royal blue before going a steady red.
"That's not necessary." Ral said hastily.
The red eyes flickered dark blue again. "Hey, stop that." Sir growled.
"Stop what?" Ral asked.
The robots eyes went deep blue for longer than a second only to snap through light blue to red. "Both of you stop it!"
"He's freaking out." Tef hissed.
"No kidding."
Cyan eyes flickered between it and dark blue. "WEEEEEEEEoooOOO!" The robot then spun around flickering between the three colors.
"Hey Ral."
"Yeah?"
"I think we should run."
"I think you're right."
The two Irkens turned tail and ran like a Slaughtering Rat Person was after them. And yes, they were screaming like mad creatures the whole time.
Part of a wall in front of them crashed in and the G.A.R. robot with deep blue eyes blocked their path. "You can't escape, you're race is more than doomed!" His eyes flickered red. "We know everything we have to know to destroy you and the rest of your hideously stupid race."
Ral and Tef backed up. Other Irkens came out into the hall inspecting the loud crashing.
The small robot twitched violently as its eyes flickered between red and dark blue. Suddenly they became a steady cyan.
"What's going on?" A random Irken asked.
"Technical difficulties." Ral yelled back tackling the robot. "Come on you."
"Ehehee, nail polish." The robot giggled. Then cackled like mad and screamed insanely as it was carried back to the workshop.
He was sat roughly on a table.
"Do I get cookies?" Gir asked childishly.
"No, you don't."
"Awwww..." The little robot looked sad.
"Now what?" Ral asked closing Gir's head for Tef. "This thing is crazier than a shortest on Tekok."
"We should dismantle him. Get rid of the problem for good."
Neither Irken noticed Girs' eyes get wide.
"I dunno. It could be a scientific break through. Maybe."
Gir started to scoot backwards on the workbench.
"But it's insane. All three of these personalities are crazy. This one's just plain loopy and others are psycho."
There was a bang as Gir fell of the table. When Tef leaned over to look Gir screamed scrambled away. "NO! Don't turn me off!" He crashed through a wall. If one looked closely the light blue turned dark a moment. But you'd have to be pretty quick to notice it.
Ral clutched his head and moaned despairingly. "I am so fired..."
The workshop door opened with a hiss. "Sir?" Ral asked. Tef was behind him with what looked like scrapped pieces of battle armor and what might have been a tennis racket had they been on Earth.
Red eyes opened in the back of the dark room. "Yes?" The strangely monotone voice of Sir asked.
Ral relaxed a little and turned on the light. Only to be hit with the urge to run away screaming. "What is this?" He demanded.
The little robot was wired up to just about everything in the room.
"Information Retrieval." Sir said glowering at him. "So much of your race is pitiful. How do you survive?"
"And we thought this was the sane one." Tef whispered.
Ral made a motion for him to shut up. "Er, uh, Sir, you don't have to do anything like that right now. Why don't you disengage and we'll, er, give you a new casing, a new *shiny* one. Would you like that?"
The red eyes became crimson slits. "You are all so stupid. Even your design for this body is flawed. I've had to make." He paused his voice dropping a few octaves. "Modifications."
"Ral I'm serious, the next time you're curious I'm killing you." Tef hissed as the two backed up a few steps.
Ral elbowed him. "Sir, really, come on now. Don't play games."
"Games? If you want games I should relinquish control to Gir. He likes games. Or were you talking about War games? Gar is more suited for that." His eyes flickered royal blue before going a steady red.
"That's not necessary." Ral said hastily.
The red eyes flickered dark blue again. "Hey, stop that." Sir growled.
"Stop what?" Ral asked.
The robots eyes went deep blue for longer than a second only to snap through light blue to red. "Both of you stop it!"
"He's freaking out." Tef hissed.
"No kidding."
Cyan eyes flickered between it and dark blue. "WEEEEEEEEoooOOO!" The robot then spun around flickering between the three colors.
"Hey Ral."
"Yeah?"
"I think we should run."
"I think you're right."
The two Irkens turned tail and ran like a Slaughtering Rat Person was after them. And yes, they were screaming like mad creatures the whole time.
Part of a wall in front of them crashed in and the G.A.R. robot with deep blue eyes blocked their path. "You can't escape, you're race is more than doomed!" His eyes flickered red. "We know everything we have to know to destroy you and the rest of your hideously stupid race."
Ral and Tef backed up. Other Irkens came out into the hall inspecting the loud crashing.
The small robot twitched violently as its eyes flickered between red and dark blue. Suddenly they became a steady cyan.
"What's going on?" A random Irken asked.
"Technical difficulties." Ral yelled back tackling the robot. "Come on you."
"Ehehee, nail polish." The robot giggled. Then cackled like mad and screamed insanely as it was carried back to the workshop.
He was sat roughly on a table.
"Do I get cookies?" Gir asked childishly.
"No, you don't."
"Awwww..." The little robot looked sad.
"Now what?" Ral asked closing Gir's head for Tef. "This thing is crazier than a shortest on Tekok."
"We should dismantle him. Get rid of the problem for good."
Neither Irken noticed Girs' eyes get wide.
"I dunno. It could be a scientific break through. Maybe."
Gir started to scoot backwards on the workbench.
"But it's insane. All three of these personalities are crazy. This one's just plain loopy and others are psycho."
There was a bang as Gir fell of the table. When Tef leaned over to look Gir screamed scrambled away. "NO! Don't turn me off!" He crashed through a wall. If one looked closely the light blue turned dark a moment. But you'd have to be pretty quick to notice it.
Ral clutched his head and moaned despairingly. "I am so fired..."