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::Robo-Ky wandered through the Image Sharper, looking about at all the delightful electronics. It reminded him of the numerous similar stores in Japan, except with electricity and a distinct lack of nuclear fallout. Although the absence of charred skeletons dampened his spirits, he enjoyed the numerous gadgets. The sheer volume of electricity pumping through the room made him tingle. He liked the flashing lights, the music playing, the high-definition TVs going, unfortunately with images burned into their plasma screens due to incompetent employees. Robo-Ky made a note of this careless treatment of his fellow machines and made a .txt detailing how he would avenge their wounds. He then filed it under "Do_Eventually" and promptly forgot about it, shifting his attention a mechanica weasel rolling around on a ball. He enjoyed the presence of all these electronic devices immensely. It was awesome. Awesome? He processed his usage of this word. Very nonspecific. Very human. If he had computed further, he would have found this very odd... but fortunately, he became distracted by a replica lightsaber. He snatched it from the small child's hand and dashed around the store, swinging it wildly and blaring music from his internal speakers. Shortly thereaftrer, he returned the lightsaber to the child and went about investigating the massage chairs.::
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