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There's a robot in the Nexus, and for once it isn't a Transformer, reploid, or Net Navi. No, this is an honest to goodness Earth-robot. Who just happens to be shaped like a woman and made out of platinum.
For the moment, she doesn't seem to notice where she is. "Ooooh," she mutters to herself, "he makes me so mad sometimes! Can't he get it through that egg-headed skull of his that..."
She stops and looks around. "Weird. Don't remember this room in the lab before. Gold? Mercury? Lead? Tin? Iron? Doc? Anybody?"
And then her eyes fall on the sign.
"Okay, now this I can use. How can I convince Doc I'm the perfect woman for him... and not just some robot with a mixed up responsometer like he thinks I am?"
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For the moment, she doesn't seem to notice where she is. "Ooooh," she mutters to herself, "he makes me so mad sometimes! Can't he get it through that egg-headed skull of his that..."
She stops and looks around. "Weird. Don't remember this room in the lab before. Gold? Mercury? Lead? Tin? Iron? Doc? Anybody?"
And then her eyes fall on the sign.
"Okay, now this I can use. How can I convince Doc I'm the perfect woman for him... and not just some robot with a mixed up responsometer like he thinks I am?"
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