Shut Down Chapter 6Shut Down Chapter 63 years ago in Drama More Like This
If Thomas could cry, now would be time to do so. But, he kept his composure and went on. He flipped though a few more pages, none seemingly interesting. Mostly talking about the manager, lights, and a few mentions of Thomas. But nothing to look into. Until he came to the final page, that is. The date was today.
I've known Thomas for a long time. Years. Since the academy, actually- where we met. And it's surprising to see how long a friendship can last. Were almost forty years old, it's been about ten years since the accident. And all of this time, I've been keeping a secret. Four all of these years, and I'm afraid I cannot contain it anymore. It must be released. I have everything to lose, and yet everything to gain. But it's a chance worth taking.
I plan on telling him after the concert, if all goes smoothly. But I feel so jittery and nervous- I need some fresh air. And besides, a brisk walk wouldn't hurt anything.
Thomas was suddenly intrigued. What was it that Guy had
Shut Down Chapter 1Shut Down Chapter 14 years ago in Settings More Like This
Thousands of LEDs spanned across the distance of the football field. Men and woman alike rushed around the stage making sure everything was working and in its place. Switchboards were being manned behind the velvet curtains and tests were being ran. "One, two, three." One of the mechanics timed, making sure the lights were keeping pace with the beat. After the tests were complete and all of the LEDs were checked the stage manager heaved a sigh of relief. Finally it was finished. This had to be the most extravagant concert yet, and nothing could go wrong. Not a thing. "Alright everyone! We're done! Thank you!" The remaining workers cheered and gathered near the exit, leaving through the stage's back door. The only person left was the stage manager, who looked at his wrist watch with a content smile. They were making good time. Just then, a crack came from his radio that hung on his belt.
"Everything good to go, Jeff?"
"Yeah, we just finished on stage. We're doing well on tim
Shut Down Chapter 7Shut Down Chapter 73 years ago in Drama More Like This
The chrome robot sat itself next to the two Guy-Manuels. Sprawled out on the floor, he couldn't help but stare into their faces; the robotic mask and the humanoid. One was dark, enticing, and mysterious. The other was exquisite and striking, yet at the same time carried a tranquil look. Both were rare. Both were beautiful. But he had to forget the old robot being of Guy-Man, for he was obsolete. He was no more. Although heart wrenching, Thomas was intrigued with the human-looking one. He seemed so otherworldly. Not of this earth. Maybe of heaven? An angel, perhaps? It had been years since they had seen their human selves. The last time he ever looked into a mirror, a car mirror actually, was seconds before the accident. It was also the last time he ever saw Guy human.
Going into that room, it was odd seeing the creations that Guy had been working on. It seemed as if these models would take years to correctly reconstruct. Each was so intricate. Down to the last freckle, he'd have
Shut Down Chapter 4Shut Down Chapter 44 years ago in Drama More Like This
Thomas strode though the cities deserted streets, looking through each alleyway and shop window he passed. But with each passing moment, he was losing hope. What if I never find him? What if he's gone forever? If Thomas were human there would surely be tears running down his face. Now, I told you once Thomas, and I'm telling you again; Stop thinking like that! You'll just get yourself even more upset! And I know you'll find him. So chin up!The robot forced himself to keep going; to keep searching for Guy. Because if there was no more Guy, Thomas didn't know if he could survive.
It took a moment to fully comprehend what was happening. He was now attempting to stand in the middle of the dark alleyway, clutching his side as oil spewed out and coated his arm. This isn't good Guy-Manuel's thoughts seemed clouded. He was losing too much oil. The droid was not faring well.
"R-Revenge?" Was all that Guy could mutter, his breath choppy a
Shut Down Chapter 3Shut Down Chapter 34 years ago in Settings More Like This
Thomas marched through the stadium, the night covering him like a blanket. He had his Droid Razr on in one hand, trying to locate its twin. They both were required to have a GPS system installed into their phones in case anything like this were to happen. But he was coming up with no luck. No answers. Just blank. Guy, where are you? Thomas was worried. No; beyond worried. This wasn't like Guy-Manuel at all. And he should know, they've been best friends for years. Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind.
W-What if he was killed? Not that robots can be killed but they can be shut down. What if No! Stop it, Thomas! Don't think like that! He couldn't be! He can't be! Guy'll come back. But, what if he can't walk here? What if he's been beaten? Then the person would surly realize that he wasn't human! And the authorities can't be called! Not the ambulance, he's a robot. Not the police, they'd definitely have some questions. Nobody could help him. He'd be alone.
Shut Down Chapter 5Shut Down Chapter 53 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
There he lie. The body of a former friend, who was now a killer. Jealousy had driven him into this, and madness had corrupted the human's thoughts. Thomas felt a pang of guilt seep into his head. The tables had turned. Now he was the killer. He was the bad guy. He couldn't believe it.
The alley was dead quiet, only the sounds of rustling leaves danced their way around the robot's helmet. And although never forgetting, even for a second, Thomas recalled Guy-Manuel was hurt and in pain. Quickly taking his gaze off of the corpse, Laurent, he turned and crouched, hovering over Guy. "G-Guy? Please say something!" The metal body felt cold to the touch, even through the thick leather suit. Thomas took his hands and caressed Guy-Manuel's chest and slowly moving down his torso, looking for the wound. And he found it. Oil oozed from under his ribs, pouring out onto the concrete with a steady flow. And then another wound appeared. And then another. The incisions kept appearing, each