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12-06-2005, 02:01 PM
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What kind of Robot are you?
Kudos go to Jane/Iwik for finding this site.
http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/giantrobot/ Quite strangely, I got:  Holy Prime Directive, you're Robocop! Well, you're neither colossal, nor technically a robot, but your arthritic lurching and dubious morals have found their way into the hearts of futuristic rebels and children everywhere. You walk through fire, catch bullets from the air, and you never, ever smile. Combine this with an abstract, almost random concept of duty and honour, and you have a police officer one cannot fail to adore. Thank you, Robocop.
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I like birds and trees cause I'm fruity! Last edited by Paragon101st : 12-06-2005 at 02:03 PM. 
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12-06-2005, 05:11 PM
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Ok...kinda wierd...but it looks like it's fat enough...
 Set sail for the end zone, 'cause you're the Sonic 2 Final Boss! You were the first colossal death robot I ever defeated, but don't be disheartened. You may just be a fat smelly bloke in a colossal robot exterior, but thousands and thousands of theoretical blue hedgehogs have been bludgeoned into fetid jam by your titanic feet. Learn to love yourself, and you will learn to love the world.
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Last edited by zsinj : 12-06-2005 at 05:14 PM.
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14-06-2005, 05:21 PM
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Omg, its me!
 Can it, you're Bender! In the robot world, you are a bit of a lightweight in the colossal death league, but you do mutter "kill all humans" in your sleep - and after all, it's the thought that counts. We love you because you drink, steal, smoke cigars and gamble away things that aren't even yours. You've got what it takes. You're the right stuff.
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Last edited by Stoopid : 14-06-2005 at 05:24 PM.
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16-06-2005, 06:36 PM
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I am
 In bars frequented by colossal death robots, you're always the quiet guy at the back who no-one ever bothers. And for good reason. You've fought in several nuclear wars, could beat the sun in a staring match, and have a chin larger than many articles of furniture. Morals are not a concept you understand, but strangely enough, nobody ever questions your judgement. Usually because they're dead. Even Judge Dredd wets himself when you turn up. Grrrr. Declare human life to be an abomination with the following merry image:
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17-06-2005, 10:37 AM
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 Scowling wilfully towards Autobot City, you're Megatron! Look in a mirror and feel the evil. Then eat the mirror. You eat mirrors for breakfast. You are a badass death robot. You busted on Optimus Prime. You. Are. Megatron. Go outside and burn some animals, because you're worth it. Last edited by Stargate : 17-06-2005 at 10:40 AM.
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17-06-2005, 09:52 PM
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I got the same as scorch........... dammit
 .. hate being a homo
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21-06-2005, 08:15 PM
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 You are Optimus Prime! Vast, red and ready to turn into a lorry at the slightest provocation, you are a robot to be reckoned with. Although sickeningly noble, you just can't resist a good interplanetary war, especially when Orson Welles is involved. You have friends who can shoot tapes from their chests. Tapes that turn into panthers. And other friends who are dinosaurs. Dinosaurs who jump out of planes. Will you have my children?
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