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Robot of the Day: November 9

Our favorite human made a quick sketch during his lunch break. He says it was inspired by the illustrative style of Moebius. He also wanted to take a break from Inktober and try out his new Platinum Preppy fountain pen. He rather liked it as a drawing instrument.

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Robot of the Day: Inktober #13

The Memory Core was a necessarily important place. Maybe even sacred. Without memory, without history, without a way to recount what had come before then what good was anything else? What good is a building without a foundation? It was for this reason that taking turns guarding the site against mishap was considered an important civic duty.

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Robot of the Day: Inktober #12

The client came in the door with a whale of a tale about cheating, theft, and malicious code…

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Robot of the Day: Inktober #11

Slogging through the dunes was a cruel undertaking; the heat caused viscosity breakdown of joint lubricants which in turn increased weeping of seals which finally attracted half the sand in the desert. (This last detail in its retelling of its journey, an attempt by the robot at human-type exaggeration.)

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Robot of the Day: Inktober #10

In this sector the water was flowing freely, important for the heat exchangers to function properly. Occasionally an impeller would bind, requiring an armpit-deep foray into the oxide-laden water.

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Robot of the Day: Inktober #9

A cup of tea, a good book… one of the precious rituals of daily existence.

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Robot of the Day: Inktober #8

“The human Carl Sagan wrote that we are a way for the universe to know itself. I like to imagine myself floating in space, considering a distant star. We are both made of the same chemical elements; we are both different expressions of the same idea.”

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Robot of the Day: Inktober #7

<Low voltage alert— batteries nearly exhausted> After gathering a couple of books and plugging in to an electrical outlet, the robot plopped down in a favorite chair to read for a couple of hours.

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Robot of the Day: Inktober #6

The rain that evening was a slow, greasy affair, drooling down from a sky stained orange oxide by the setting sun.

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Robot of the day: Inktober #5

The robots were engaged in what the humans called “playing chicken.” The outcome was still uncertain. But the robots had several advantages: their metal and composite structures were much stronger than flesh and bone, and data had just been backed up to remote storage. “Lead foot, indeed,” one robot declared. “Mine is titanium and scandium with polycarbon sub-structure!” The internal combustion engines roared with a squeal of tires…

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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 #3

“A bonfire tonight, please,” the robots asked. They recalled a story I had told them about my youth and bonfires and jumping through the flames. After a while the fire had gotten a good start and was sending whole galaxies of sparks into the night sky. “Don’t get too close or your seals’ll get roasted,” I warned. They just continued to stare silently at the flames.