Seventh Judgment

[divine_ferrari]

[[Private, difficult to hack]]Blast! I spent all weekend scouring the town, and I couldn't find my target anywhere! It figures that the one being here whose "death" I have no qualms whatsoever about carrying out -- after all, a robot can be repaired -- is nowhere to be seen

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[eye_do]

I'm here! It's good to see you're okay, Marco.

[divine_ferrari]

Yes, I'm completely unharmed. In fact, no one ever came after me.

[Hacked]

[spacepeach]

Your target was Timmy...?

[divine_ferrari]

...Timmy?

[spacepeach]

T3-M4. The little droid.

[littledroid]

[Ttly gots slicing skills. "Robot." It doesn't take a very advanced logical processor to discover the sum of two and two.

LOUD, AGGRAVATED BEEPING. No qualms?!]

[divine_ferrari]

! What in--

[littledroid]

[More irritated chiming and beeping as T3 takes out the paper and pencil.]

DESIGNATION

T3-M4

[divine_ferrari]

So NOW you appear! This place delivers one ironic twist after another...