The main cloister door of the lounge began slowly sliding open, even as the quasi-metal suraface of the floor trembled slightly...
"LOve iS a MANy splENDored thing..."
Phil and RoboSquirrel whirled around at the sudden sound....a voice, like crackling static. Rolling with wide sweeps of timbre and bass, the words came uneven, proudly dominating with one syllable, falling quickly into a meek whisper the next....and back again. All the while, a wheeze of what sounded like millions of hydraulics pumped and hissed with every inflection of movement.
"...it KNoWS neither WASTE nOr liMITAtion..."
Everyone turned, their eyes widening with the sheer size of the creature entering the room. Wide, taloned claws, the size of a small car, met the floor with brief sparks on every step. Two hunched, hind legs held a body that rose thirty-seven-feet into the air. Arms, small in comparison, sat on each side the torso, hiding seventeen field-offensive weapons in the forearms. Smoke continuously drizzled lightly from its subdued snout, while balls of green holographic-micro-sensors rotated and orbited in occular cavities as eyes.
"EEP!" RoboSquirrel squeeked, hovering like a gnat in front of this massive dinosaur-like monstrosity.
"...IT is nevEr jealous, noR selFIsh..."
Doctor Quantos came walking around from the other side of the creature, flanked by a few fellow scientists.
"So sorry to interrupt your deliberation, but, he insisted on meeting his ancestor..." the scientist exlained with a small smile.
The creature stared down at the tiny RoboSquirrel. Armor-plates making up its face quickly repositioned to express a curious fondness for the small squirrel.
"HeLLo great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great- great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather..."
"EEP!" RoboSquirrel repeated.
"This.... is RoboSquirrel: Model XXV...." Quantos exclaimed proudly.
