More colloquially known as the avatar, muse, or handle.
Say hello to our large robot friends. You will find them kind, generous, compassionate, and friendly. They are strong enough to lift several tons with one arm, but gentle enough to pick up an infant. Unharmed.
~ Salazar Vector
The dark side of the ubiquitous skeletron, corrupted from within by it's own basic technology.
The precursor to the skeletron, the PPAC Sanzang robot demonstrated the strengths of the fighting robot, and also, ultimately, it's weaknesses
One of the rising interests in the Cosmic Era is the realm of robotic sports.
Droids, Drones, and the Neo-Cortex.
the three pillars of robots
Also known as automatics, dummies, skinnies, and mannikins.
Also known as 'jeks, wo-pos and a variety of other derogatory terms
The panic inducing robotic shock troopers of the Cosmic Era.
Human Interaction and Relations Robot, female appearance
More than one convoy crossing the Southwest, traveling through the Republic of Texas and Rocky Mountain Republic has found themselves in the crosshairs of a heavy black transfer truck and it's deranged driver.
The massive computers of the future don't always communicate with the puny humans through soft chimes and a soothing voice over the PA/intercom. Sometimes they have a special android body that serves as their own super surrogate
Everyone had the nerve to look surprised when the androids starting forming their own society, and started telling humans to stick it, including calling them 'false men'.
"Mad you call me? Every great mind is mad, and I would see the whole world great...."
-the Miskatonian, to one of his more talkative captives
Steel is the herald of dawn. Steel is the slayer of tyrants. Steel is the bringer of liberty. Steel shall prevail.
The Sergeant did not have to clear his throat. He could just begin - at full volume - and instantly quiet the room of recruits. "The Remote Gun Platform. You worms would know it as a Tankbot. Is your best friend on the battlefield next to the guy sitting beside you. You will come to love this thing for its functionality, its ability to see the enemy, and for its ability to be blown up instead of you. "
The fifth generation of gynoid robots produced for the inhabitants of Technopolis.
Bursting with an incredible, terrible complexity, the Oraki are a powerful breed of mechanoids, once that blurs the line between machine and man from the other direction.
MUL-FS550 Fire Support Robot
Variant of Mobile U Logistic Robot
A good camping-place with something extra: a gallows with a hangman, reduced mostly to bones and a few rags. It marrily hovers in the wind. Any manipulation will make it fall apart. An excellent camping place, except for the midnight hours, when ghosts of those executed haunt here. Some wail for their crimes, some re-live their execution over and over, some want to have a talk, and still some others want to scare the Living for fun.