Ministry of Science
Archive and records
Morning
Astro looked around the big vault and smiled. This would be a cool club house.
Reno was walking from file cabinet to cabinet reading the labels. Wanna bet some people around here made out in this place?
Im not interested. Astro replied smirking.
What exactly are we looking for? Reno asked.
Blueprints for the Atom Project Astro replied as he turned on his eye lights. It was a military project Doctor Tenma worked on before he created me. I want to make sure the prints are still here.
This wouldnt have something to do with that special body right? We did find that arm cannon.
Astro had one cabinet draw open and was skimming through the folders. I dont know. His brother asked me to find em
.then trash em. Theyre too dangerous to keep around.
Finally Astro pulled out a brown accordion folder. Here they are
I
.think? He said as he sat on the floor of the vault, pulled out each of the lengthy prints and spread them out. This is it. Right down to the nuclear warhead.
Reno frowned. He designed it like a kid.
Well the choice had advantages. You remember the old cruise missiles? Well here was a cruise missile that could crawl through vents, hide in little places
Astro shook his head. It could probably ask for the bathroom and no one would give it another thought.
After looking at the prints for a few minutes and wadding them up in a ball, Astro stood up and fired a finger laser into the pile. Hope I dont set off an alarm.
I got a fire extinguisher over there. Reno replied before he gave Astro a smirk. Did you photocopy those?
Theyre in my memory. Astro said folding his arms. Remember, I dont throw anything out if it could be used but keeping the hard copies around was just begging for trouble.
Reno walked with Astro out of the vault once they were sure the plans had been well burnt. When I do your check up, is there anything you want me to improve? You should be in the best shape possible to take Atlas down.
Astro smiled. Im not worried about Atlas. Its Shinsaku Ban. Hes well known for being a tough cop and if he has too hell shoot first and leave the questions to the ambulance drivers. I want to get to Atlas before he does.
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Robot House Maintenance Union Local 45
West New Shinjuku
Morning
As expected no one was talking, at least in an understandable truth. One of the robots, named Bugsy, was pretty bullish for his miniature size. First you got no warrant, Second youre kinda in the wrong place trying to ask the wrong questions, third? If you think were gonna rat a guy like Atlas out to a fat, piller stash wearing flat foot like you then theres my bridge and you can pack it in the hole pal!
Shinsaku Ban walked from the union hall acknowledging his certain defeat on getting information. He was of course doubting the actual need to bring Atlas in, after all of the hundreds of robots hed talked to there should have been a reliable group of them who would have ratted Atlass location out had he really done something wrong.
He stopped to pull a cigar from his jacket pocket when he caught a quick movement atop a building across the street. A hint of red? Ban thought to himself. Could Atlas be following him? Perhaps goading the cop was something fun? Perhaps Atlas was just curious as to who was coming after him. Ban ignored him, if that was him, there was enough time to prepare a proper reception for the corpulent troublemaker.
Elementary/Middle/Upper School 12
New Shinjuku
Morning
Mrs. Shimazus 4th grade class
Zoran walked into the classroom and excused herself before Mrs. Shimazu. Im sorry I was late teacher.
I suppose Zoran that the reason was too obvious judging from the circus outside the front door? You didnt do anything I should worry about did you?
Zoran rubbed a foot across the floor before her. I called one of the big mouth anti-robot people a dumb rotten egg. They have my brother on these posters like hes a total monster. How can you draw stupid stuff like that when you dont even know who youre talking about?
Mrs. Shimazu smiled at her. I think your only concern right now young lady should be getting back to your studies and leave all that outside for the grown-ups to handle.
Zoran folded her arms and smirked. Grown-ups? Some people should go back to school because they obviously flunked finger painting.
Well I should explain to all of you, since some of you may not be aware of why we have so many obviously angry people in front of our school today, what has happened.
Mrs. Shimazu said as she leaned on her desk. Zorans big brother has been suspended from school for getting involved in a fight. Many adults dont feel Astro or Zoran belong in our school because they see Astro as being too powerful and too dangerous.
A student raised her hand. Teacher? Zoran is dangerous. Last week she ate my whole box of crayons.
Zoran? Mrs Shimazu groaned.
Well .it was an experiment. Zoran replied smiling. I was trying to mix em up into new colors they tasted ugh . She said sticking her tongue out.
And what did this experiment achieve? The teacher asked.
Well .other than the cleaning bill for my insides?....nothing. Zoran said shrugging.
Shes ditsy! Zorans friend Nani said waving.
Youre a ditz! Zoran said back. This is the only girl I know who tried to burn her house down by trying to melt solder and pennies on her stove!
I thought it would work.
Thats what you get from reading off the internet silly. Zoran replied nodding. I told you it wouldnt make gold.
Mrs Shimazu chuckled. Lets not give out such good ideas in this classroom children. She then gave two twin brothers an evil look. That includes you Senji and Mori Tamanaka!
Maruzen Industrial Complex
North Harajuku Chome
Morning
In polite circles he was simply referred to as Grond, however police circles were few between and his most known title was Boss Grond. Before the advent of the Robot Rights Laws, Grond was just another heavy labor industrial robot who had come up from laying asphalt to organizing some of the largest efficiency programs through out Japan. With the passing of the law, Grond became the leader of the largest industrial union in Japan, The Iron-layers Nation Confederation or the ILAC.
Undetected as of yet by the national authorities, the ILAC was rooted in nationalism, its members carefully selected into an inner core body that followed a Japan First, the world under Japan. Philosophy. They advanced the core belief of Jobs for Japanese and their robot allies, the world industrial complex under Japanese authority and the progression of the world under the guise of Japanese technology. Grond was the unions rallying force, an adept politician, skilled tactician and ruthless banner waiver.
He now sat along with others on a privy counsel of seven, at the head was the overall spiritual leader or what ever nickname had been given besides his Arthurnian title. Grond stood up, gave his assessment of progress and sat back down to sip from his cup of oil while others made similar reports.
The meeting then turned to Kushiro Ichi, Senatorial representative of the Kanto Plain to the Diet, the national governing body of Japan. Any attempt to take control of Japan will ultimately fail without the validity of the Imperial Sovereign.
The head figure smiled. How trivial. The concept of a royal house in any country is long past its logical usefulness. The Imperial family is just a weak relic of long ended formalities.
Major general Mishima stood up. This is not England my Lord. To Japan, the Imperial Sovereign is the country. Many still regard him as the Son of the Universe, dont brush off his majestys importance. If the Emperor were to tell the people to resist? A great many of them including much of our own followers will turn on us and fight to the death. The sovereign must be taken seriously.
The figure head laughed. A 14 year old child? Seriously? Alright we will acknowledge the supreme powers of a child who probably spends his days playing Nintendo, picking his nose and popping the acne bubbles on his face. But that will not decide the course of our movement.
West New Shinjuku
Morning
As expected no one was talking, at least in an understandable truth. One of the robots, named Bugsy, was pretty bullish for his miniature size. First you got no warrant, Second youre kinda in the wrong place trying to ask the wrong questions, third? If you think were gonna rat a guy like Atlas out to a fat, piller stash wearing flat foot like you then theres my bridge and you can pack it in the hole pal!
Shinsaku Ban walked from the union hall acknowledging his certain defeat on getting information. He was of course doubting the actual need to bring Atlas in, after all of the hundreds of robots hed talked to there should have been a reliable group of them who would have ratted Atlass location out had he really done something wrong.
He stopped to pull a cigar from his jacket pocket when he caught a quick movement atop a building across the street. A hint of red? Ban thought to himself. Could Atlas be following him? Perhaps goading the cop was something fun? Perhaps Atlas was just curious as to who was coming after him. Ban ignored him, if that was him, there was enough time to prepare a proper reception for the corpulent troublemaker.
Elementary/Middle/Upper School 12
New Shinjuku
Morning
Mrs. Shimazus 4th grade class
Zoran walked into the classroom and excused herself before Mrs. Shimazu. Im sorry I was late teacher.
I suppose Zoran that the reason was too obvious judging from the circus outside the front door? You didnt do anything I should worry about did you?
Zoran rubbed a foot across the floor before her. I called one of the big mouth anti-robot people a dumb rotten egg. They have my brother on these posters like hes a total monster. How can you draw stupid stuff like that when you dont even know who youre talking about?
Mrs. Shimazu smiled at her. I think your only concern right now young lady should be getting back to your studies and leave all that outside for the grown-ups to handle.
Zoran folded her arms and smirked. Grown-ups? Some people should go back to school because they obviously flunked finger painting.
Well I should explain to all of you, since some of you may not be aware of why we have so many obviously angry people in front of our school today, what has happened.
Mrs. Shimazu said as she leaned on her desk. Zorans big brother has been suspended from school for getting involved in a fight. Many adults dont feel Astro or Zoran belong in our school because they see Astro as being too powerful and too dangerous.
A student raised her hand. Teacher? Zoran is dangerous. Last week she ate my whole box of crayons.
Zoran? Mrs Shimazu groaned.
Well .it was an experiment. Zoran replied smiling. I was trying to mix em up into new colors they tasted ugh . She said sticking her tongue out.
And what did this experiment achieve? The teacher asked.
Well .other than the cleaning bill for my insides?....nothing. Zoran said shrugging.
Shes ditsy! Zorans friend Nani said waving.
Youre a ditz! Zoran said back. This is the only girl I know who tried to burn her house down by trying to melt solder and pennies on her stove!
I thought it would work.
Thats what you get from reading off the internet silly. Zoran replied nodding. I told you it wouldnt make gold.
Mrs Shimazu chuckled. Lets not give out such good ideas in this classroom children. She then gave two twin brothers an evil look. That includes you Senji and Mori Tamanaka!
Maruzen Industrial Complex
North Harajuku Chome
Morning
In polite circles he was simply referred to as Grond, however police circles were few between and his most known title was Boss Grond. Before the advent of the Robot Rights Laws, Grond was just another heavy labor industrial robot who had come up from laying asphalt to organizing some of the largest efficiency programs through out Japan. With the passing of the law, Grond became the leader of the largest industrial union in Japan, The Iron-layers Nation Confederation or the ILAC.
Undetected as of yet by the national authorities, the ILAC was rooted in nationalism, its members carefully selected into an inner core body that followed a Japan First, the world under Japan. Philosophy. They advanced the core belief of Jobs for Japanese and their robot allies, the world industrial complex under Japanese authority and the progression of the world under the guise of Japanese technology. Grond was the unions rallying force, an adept politician, skilled tactician and ruthless banner waiver.
He now sat along with others on a privy counsel of seven, at the head was the overall spiritual leader or what ever nickname had been given besides his Arthurnian title. Grond stood up, gave his assessment of progress and sat back down to sip from his cup of oil while others made similar reports.
The meeting then turned to Kushiro Ichi, Senatorial representative of the Kanto Plain to the Diet, the national governing body of Japan. Any attempt to take control of Japan will ultimately fail without the validity of the Imperial Sovereign.
The head figure smiled. How trivial. The concept of a royal house in any country is long past its logical usefulness. The Imperial family is just a weak relic of long ended formalities.
Major general Mishima stood up. This is not England my Lord. To Japan, the Imperial Sovereign is the country. Many still regard him as the Son of the Universe, dont brush off his majestys importance. If the Emperor were to tell the people to resist? A great many of them including much of our own followers will turn on us and fight to the death. The sovereign must be taken seriously.
The figure head laughed. A 14 year old child? Seriously? Alright we will acknowledge the supreme powers of a child who probably spends his days playing Nintendo, picking his nose and popping the acne bubbles on his face. But that will not decide the course of our movement.
The Imperial Palace
Tokyo
Morning
So .what does the son of heaven, the unbroken cornerstone of the nation, Grandson and greater son of emperors, the divine wind of light actually do in the mornings?
A skateboard flew over the head of a palace police guard and above that a shoulder length haired youth screamed at the top of his lungs to a crash landing on the West entrance bridge. He was soon ushered inside, much to her frazzled nerves, by his court caretaker. Ugh! Your highness! What if that stunt got on the morning news or worse, what if you ended up in the moat!
The young boy brushed himself off Someday Ill master that takeoff.
Didnt you hear me highness? The woman said exhausted.
How can I not hear you Rhekoni? The boy said sarcastically as he walked and removed his padding and helmet. You know if you would have built that skateboard pit for me, I wouldnt have to do such risky things?
It would be a visual dissatisfaction with the dignity of the Imperial Palace your highness.
Another reason why I am forced to escape every so often. And may I say? The tracking bracelet is about as lame a punishment as an Emperor can tolerate?
His title was Emperor MitsuHito, Emperor Sawa, the reign of brilliant peace. To the boy however, fancy titles did not a good skateboard make. As he listened to his caretaker ramble off a laundry list of forthcoming imperial duties, the young boy was dreaming up another fancy escape to drive his minders insane. He pulled out a little note book and nodded to his caretaker in approval as he scanned a page for a willing confidant
Astro they did it once before although it was such a cruel trick to play on the friendly robot. He fell for the mafia excuse with naïve innocence and trashed three royal vehicles in the process. But he still gave his phone number so why not?
Doctor OShays House
Mid-Morning
Astro walked through the front door and paused when he saw OShay and Wazu sitting at the coffee table. Professor Wazu. Astro said cheerfully as he walked up and shook the Professors hand.
Nice to see you again. The professor replied. Though not exactly in good moments I imagine?
Did you find that thing for your project? OShay asked.
Yeah. Astro replied. All done. I can only guess why the Professors here.
The other boy retained a lawyer. You know they want you out permanently from the school Astro.
Astro sat on a floor mat. The other kid was a complete jerk and I get blamed for it, its not right.
Wazu crossed his arms. Well the matter is the police hold. I have to convince the school board that you did the right thing at the right time for the right reasons. Sadly it has given a little kick to some of the anti-robot groups and they feel this is a good exploitation piece for their arguments.
Astro sighed. Ill just apologize on television then.
Theres nothing for you to be apologetic for. Wazu replied And its a rather mute point in the matter. And in fact this little trial could actually benefit robots by rubbing the noses of these Keel types in the mud of public opinion.
Astro laid back on the floor and sighed. Id rather try and blow this whole mess over, finish my suspension and go back to school. Theres better things to do than feel like everyones voodoo doll all day long.
I will try and make the whole process as painless as I can Astro. Professor Wazu said as he poked his clerical bot Fred. Lets start with getting a deposition from Astro and well work from that.
Tokyo
Morning
So .what does the son of heaven, the unbroken cornerstone of the nation, Grandson and greater son of emperors, the divine wind of light actually do in the mornings?
A skateboard flew over the head of a palace police guard and above that a shoulder length haired youth screamed at the top of his lungs to a crash landing on the West entrance bridge. He was soon ushered inside, much to her frazzled nerves, by his court caretaker. Ugh! Your highness! What if that stunt got on the morning news or worse, what if you ended up in the moat!
The young boy brushed himself off Someday Ill master that takeoff.
Didnt you hear me highness? The woman said exhausted.
How can I not hear you Rhekoni? The boy said sarcastically as he walked and removed his padding and helmet. You know if you would have built that skateboard pit for me, I wouldnt have to do such risky things?
It would be a visual dissatisfaction with the dignity of the Imperial Palace your highness.
Another reason why I am forced to escape every so often. And may I say? The tracking bracelet is about as lame a punishment as an Emperor can tolerate?
His title was Emperor MitsuHito, Emperor Sawa, the reign of brilliant peace. To the boy however, fancy titles did not a good skateboard make. As he listened to his caretaker ramble off a laundry list of forthcoming imperial duties, the young boy was dreaming up another fancy escape to drive his minders insane. He pulled out a little note book and nodded to his caretaker in approval as he scanned a page for a willing confidant
Astro they did it once before although it was such a cruel trick to play on the friendly robot. He fell for the mafia excuse with naïve innocence and trashed three royal vehicles in the process. But he still gave his phone number so why not?
Doctor OShays House
Mid-Morning
Astro walked through the front door and paused when he saw OShay and Wazu sitting at the coffee table. Professor Wazu. Astro said cheerfully as he walked up and shook the Professors hand.
Nice to see you again. The professor replied. Though not exactly in good moments I imagine?
Did you find that thing for your project? OShay asked.
Yeah. Astro replied. All done. I can only guess why the Professors here.
The other boy retained a lawyer. You know they want you out permanently from the school Astro.
Astro sat on a floor mat. The other kid was a complete jerk and I get blamed for it, its not right.
Wazu crossed his arms. Well the matter is the police hold. I have to convince the school board that you did the right thing at the right time for the right reasons. Sadly it has given a little kick to some of the anti-robot groups and they feel this is a good exploitation piece for their arguments.
Astro sighed. Ill just apologize on television then.
Theres nothing for you to be apologetic for. Wazu replied And its a rather mute point in the matter. And in fact this little trial could actually benefit robots by rubbing the noses of these Keel types in the mud of public opinion.
Astro laid back on the floor and sighed. Id rather try and blow this whole mess over, finish my suspension and go back to school. Theres better things to do than feel like everyones voodoo doll all day long.
I will try and make the whole process as painless as I can Astro. Professor Wazu said as he poked his clerical bot Fred. Lets start with getting a deposition from Astro and well work from that.
Department of Intelligence
Japanese Self-Defense Force HQ
Tokyo
Morning
General Red reviewed a file of the latest investigation results with his aid Colonel Kimura. “International terrorism not suspected. Red Army involvement not a likely suspect….” The general brooded behind his desk. “What we have from the Ministry of Science indicates no missile type of weapons but a robot or drone…”
Colonel Kimura tapped the folder. “I know Doctor Tenma is in prison Sir but is there any way he could be influencing matters from afar through some process? I do have reports that Astro’s been having regular visits with him over the past year.”
“Supervised visits…colonel. Though I do have my suspicions about the completeness of their security measures. Tenma isn’t some grade school punk.”
“Then perhaps it would be safe to have the Ministry run testing on Astro? Shut him down for a day or two for a complete diagnostic investigation?”
General Red groaned. “That will probably meet with resistance from O’Shay and the Robot Rights corner of the nation. Perhaps a visit to the Prime Minister is in order?”
Doctor O’Shay’s House
Noon
Astro flopped on his bed, kicked his moon boots off and rubbed his feet while he could hear the voice transmitting through his head. “How many times can I take the same questions over and over?”
“You got suspended?” The young Emperor asked. “I shall write a decree of exoneration at once.”
Astro sighed. “I can take care of it on my own…gee I wasn’t given 1 million horses to let others wipe my nose.”
“So what did they suspend you for?”
“A troublemaker at school.” Astro moaned. “I tackled him hard after he was beating one of my friends up and now I’m a mad robot going on a killing spree.”
“They kicked you off the May pole dance? What dolts.”
“I’m taking my XBOX and going home.” Astro snorted. “Any way…kinda tired of the royal way of life again?”
“I wouldn’t be calling if I didn’t think you couldn’t help me escape.”
Astro rolled over onto his stomach. “How about….tomorrow night? But…I can’t do it without an order, you know…by your command?”
Mitsuhito cleared his throat. “As sovereign Emperor…I command my subject Astro to come to my palace and take me to Ukiolla skate park under penalty of the Imperial tantrum should he refuse.”
Astro nodded. “Good! All legal, legal….how about?.....11pm tomorrow?”
“Excellent. Now back to more torture…I have flower arrangement class today.”
Astro giggled. “Don’t break a nail.”
“I intend on it.” Mitsuhito replied as he hung up. Astro walked back out into the living room just as Professor Wazu was getting ready to go. “I’m sorry for taking too long on my break, I uh…got a little cranky.”
“It’s fine, we have enough to work with.” Wazu replied. “The hearing is at 9am tomorrow. I suggest you wear something nice and please….don’t show off.”
Astro sighed. “Aw man….I was gonna do a fly by and bust some of the school windows, I don’t get to have any fun!”
O’Shay bopped Astro off the head. “Be serious Astro. This is very important for you and all the other robots so act accordingly.”
“Fine…I’ll behave. Hopefully Atlas won’t try to crash in and put me in hotter water.”
Japanese Self-Defense Force HQ
Tokyo
Morning
General Red reviewed a file of the latest investigation results with his aid Colonel Kimura. “International terrorism not suspected. Red Army involvement not a likely suspect….” The general brooded behind his desk. “What we have from the Ministry of Science indicates no missile type of weapons but a robot or drone…”
Colonel Kimura tapped the folder. “I know Doctor Tenma is in prison Sir but is there any way he could be influencing matters from afar through some process? I do have reports that Astro’s been having regular visits with him over the past year.”
“Supervised visits…colonel. Though I do have my suspicions about the completeness of their security measures. Tenma isn’t some grade school punk.”
“Then perhaps it would be safe to have the Ministry run testing on Astro? Shut him down for a day or two for a complete diagnostic investigation?”
General Red groaned. “That will probably meet with resistance from O’Shay and the Robot Rights corner of the nation. Perhaps a visit to the Prime Minister is in order?”
Doctor O’Shay’s House
Noon
Astro flopped on his bed, kicked his moon boots off and rubbed his feet while he could hear the voice transmitting through his head. “How many times can I take the same questions over and over?”
“You got suspended?” The young Emperor asked. “I shall write a decree of exoneration at once.”
Astro sighed. “I can take care of it on my own…gee I wasn’t given 1 million horses to let others wipe my nose.”
“So what did they suspend you for?”
“A troublemaker at school.” Astro moaned. “I tackled him hard after he was beating one of my friends up and now I’m a mad robot going on a killing spree.”
“They kicked you off the May pole dance? What dolts.”
“I’m taking my XBOX and going home.” Astro snorted. “Any way…kinda tired of the royal way of life again?”
“I wouldn’t be calling if I didn’t think you couldn’t help me escape.”
Astro rolled over onto his stomach. “How about….tomorrow night? But…I can’t do it without an order, you know…by your command?”
Mitsuhito cleared his throat. “As sovereign Emperor…I command my subject Astro to come to my palace and take me to Ukiolla skate park under penalty of the Imperial tantrum should he refuse.”
Astro nodded. “Good! All legal, legal….how about?.....11pm tomorrow?”
“Excellent. Now back to more torture…I have flower arrangement class today.”
Astro giggled. “Don’t break a nail.”
“I intend on it.” Mitsuhito replied as he hung up. Astro walked back out into the living room just as Professor Wazu was getting ready to go. “I’m sorry for taking too long on my break, I uh…got a little cranky.”
“It’s fine, we have enough to work with.” Wazu replied. “The hearing is at 9am tomorrow. I suggest you wear something nice and please….don’t show off.”
Astro sighed. “Aw man….I was gonna do a fly by and bust some of the school windows, I don’t get to have any fun!”
O’Shay bopped Astro off the head. “Be serious Astro. This is very important for you and all the other robots so act accordingly.”
“Fine…I’ll behave. Hopefully Atlas won’t try to crash in and put me in hotter water.”
New Shinjuku Police HQ
Noon
Inspector Towashi walked into the field investigation branch office. I was told you all found something related to the Tsumitomo fire?
A police woman named Kumiko passed him a paper. It could be something worth looking into Sir. This man here is Shinjo Sakura. Hes 30, lives in Sobudaime. Known supporter of radical causes and a computer/mechanics engineer with two Masters degrees in robotics. Two years ago he was trying to enlist some financial support for a planetary drone he developed couldnt find any backers.
Kumiko showed Towashi a photo of Sakura with one of his prototypes. This is the drone and this is the sketch of the object Astro described from the security camera image he was shown.
Towashi studied them both. Spherical so what exactly is this guys thinking? You said radical beliefs?
Hes a very vocal environmentalist. Six months ago he wrote an article in the Tokyo Shinbun about unchecked industrialism, he cited the Tsumitomo Company for previous violations of the clean air and water acts. Even had a private investigator look into the companys records.
Towashi frowned. Ok he had a beef and theres a resemblance to the object in question. Notify the national constabulary office in Tokyo and tell them we want to talk to this man.
Old Nissan Car Plant
New Shinjuku
Shinsaku Ban stopped short of crossing the street towards the old front security gate for a good reason. He knew it was a sucker play. He chose instead to walk casually down the street that ran opposite the old factory and deduce a few choice spots where Atlas might be hiding out. He didnt see the small figure he bumped into until he turned to apologize and instead came face to face with the red skinned blonde robot who hovered a few inches off the ground
Hi. Atlas said as he waved to Ban with a dopey look on his face. Surprise huh? You must be Shinsaku Ban.
Ban reached towards his coat and found his robot disrupter gun hanging on one of Atlass fingers. Looking for this?
Atlas tossed the weapon over his shoulder after bending the barrel backwards. I suppose youve been ordered to arrest me?
Ban frowned. Id prefer it if youd come in on your own. It might be helpful in your case.
Atlas hovered around Ban. Not gonna happen. So whatcha gonna do now law man?
I must admit you have me sorely disadvantaged at the moment. Shinsaku said.
Atlas sighed. I was hoping youd be more up to your reputation than this. I heard you are the best detective in all Japan but your performance so far is sadly lacking.
Ban suddenly pulled a taser from his pocket and waved it in Atlass face. Ugh?! What the? You have to be joking! The boy bot snickered. Youre gonna use a dumb taser on me? Atlas offered his neck. This should be hilarious. Come on Captain Mustachio, tickle me!
Ban pushed the taser into Atlass neck. Suddenly Atlas shook like a bush in a storm, his arms and legs flying all over the place and he flew backward end over end into a light pole. ARGH!.... He staggered to his feet shaking his head. I asked for that!
Ban pulled another gun from his waste belt. Surprised huh? You may find flying a little difficult right too.
Atlas tried to click on his rocket legs and found to his shock that they were fried. He started backing away as Ban closed on him.
Atlas dont make me shoot son, youre not that fast.
Atlas smiled back. You kinda forgot something? He pointed a finger laser and quickly heated the gun out of Bans hand!
Work for those doughnuts cop! Atlas screamed as took off running with Ban chasing him down the street. It would have been easy for Atlas to outrun and leave Ban in the dust but why spoil the fun? He would slow down just enough to let ban get a grip then run faster and watch the poor man gasp for breath. Atlas teasingly turned around and ran backwards. See? You flesh bags need the exercise!
Suddenly a siren came up from behind and made Atlas turn and slide to a stop as two policemen jumped from their doggy patrol car
(Question what possessed Sensei Tezuka to draw doggy cop cars?)
Halt! Screamed an officer with his gun drawn.
Atlas threw his hands up at first then smiled .then giggled .then laughed.
Whats so funny robot?! One of the officers asked.
Suddenly their doggy cruiser became road pizza as a big asphalt roller plowed over it. Wow! Im sorry there officers I was kinda looking at this thing of mechanical beauty and uh the thing got away from me! The robot driver exclaimed.
Atlas was gone through an alley way with Ban still on his tail. Hey! Thanks a lot Sherman! Atlas said to the roller driving bot, who was still explaining the mechanical object of his affection to the police.
Youre gonna owe me good for this one kid! Sherman replied by radio as Atlas bounded a fence and stood on top waiting for the exhausted Ban to catch up.
Gasp .Gasp .you .cough .you little monster .
Atlas sat teasingly poking a foot in Bans face. You need to exercise more, fleshy. Pretty sad when a human cant catch a robot isnt it?
Ban started to pull his taser again but Atlas jumped into a hand stand and flipped over the other side of the fence. Nice to meet you Mister Ban! Maybe next time Ill give you a senior citizens chase discount! Atlas screamed as he ran away.
Ban sat on the ground and pounded his fist. Next time I wont be so nice Atlas!
Noon
Inspector Towashi walked into the field investigation branch office. I was told you all found something related to the Tsumitomo fire?
A police woman named Kumiko passed him a paper. It could be something worth looking into Sir. This man here is Shinjo Sakura. Hes 30, lives in Sobudaime. Known supporter of radical causes and a computer/mechanics engineer with two Masters degrees in robotics. Two years ago he was trying to enlist some financial support for a planetary drone he developed couldnt find any backers.
Kumiko showed Towashi a photo of Sakura with one of his prototypes. This is the drone and this is the sketch of the object Astro described from the security camera image he was shown.
Towashi studied them both. Spherical so what exactly is this guys thinking? You said radical beliefs?
Hes a very vocal environmentalist. Six months ago he wrote an article in the Tokyo Shinbun about unchecked industrialism, he cited the Tsumitomo Company for previous violations of the clean air and water acts. Even had a private investigator look into the companys records.
Towashi frowned. Ok he had a beef and theres a resemblance to the object in question. Notify the national constabulary office in Tokyo and tell them we want to talk to this man.
Old Nissan Car Plant
New Shinjuku
Shinsaku Ban stopped short of crossing the street towards the old front security gate for a good reason. He knew it was a sucker play. He chose instead to walk casually down the street that ran opposite the old factory and deduce a few choice spots where Atlas might be hiding out. He didnt see the small figure he bumped into until he turned to apologize and instead came face to face with the red skinned blonde robot who hovered a few inches off the ground
Hi. Atlas said as he waved to Ban with a dopey look on his face. Surprise huh? You must be Shinsaku Ban.
Ban reached towards his coat and found his robot disrupter gun hanging on one of Atlass fingers. Looking for this?
Atlas tossed the weapon over his shoulder after bending the barrel backwards. I suppose youve been ordered to arrest me?
Ban frowned. Id prefer it if youd come in on your own. It might be helpful in your case.
Atlas hovered around Ban. Not gonna happen. So whatcha gonna do now law man?
I must admit you have me sorely disadvantaged at the moment. Shinsaku said.
Atlas sighed. I was hoping youd be more up to your reputation than this. I heard you are the best detective in all Japan but your performance so far is sadly lacking.
Ban suddenly pulled a taser from his pocket and waved it in Atlass face. Ugh?! What the? You have to be joking! The boy bot snickered. Youre gonna use a dumb taser on me? Atlas offered his neck. This should be hilarious. Come on Captain Mustachio, tickle me!
Ban pushed the taser into Atlass neck. Suddenly Atlas shook like a bush in a storm, his arms and legs flying all over the place and he flew backward end over end into a light pole. ARGH!.... He staggered to his feet shaking his head. I asked for that!
Ban pulled another gun from his waste belt. Surprised huh? You may find flying a little difficult right too.
Atlas tried to click on his rocket legs and found to his shock that they were fried. He started backing away as Ban closed on him.
Atlas dont make me shoot son, youre not that fast.
Atlas smiled back. You kinda forgot something? He pointed a finger laser and quickly heated the gun out of Bans hand!
Work for those doughnuts cop! Atlas screamed as took off running with Ban chasing him down the street. It would have been easy for Atlas to outrun and leave Ban in the dust but why spoil the fun? He would slow down just enough to let ban get a grip then run faster and watch the poor man gasp for breath. Atlas teasingly turned around and ran backwards. See? You flesh bags need the exercise!
Suddenly a siren came up from behind and made Atlas turn and slide to a stop as two policemen jumped from their doggy patrol car
(Question what possessed Sensei Tezuka to draw doggy cop cars?)
Halt! Screamed an officer with his gun drawn.
Atlas threw his hands up at first then smiled .then giggled .then laughed.
Whats so funny robot?! One of the officers asked.
Suddenly their doggy cruiser became road pizza as a big asphalt roller plowed over it. Wow! Im sorry there officers I was kinda looking at this thing of mechanical beauty and uh the thing got away from me! The robot driver exclaimed.
Atlas was gone through an alley way with Ban still on his tail. Hey! Thanks a lot Sherman! Atlas said to the roller driving bot, who was still explaining the mechanical object of his affection to the police.
Youre gonna owe me good for this one kid! Sherman replied by radio as Atlas bounded a fence and stood on top waiting for the exhausted Ban to catch up.
Gasp .Gasp .you .cough .you little monster .
Atlas sat teasingly poking a foot in Bans face. You need to exercise more, fleshy. Pretty sad when a human cant catch a robot isnt it?
Ban started to pull his taser again but Atlas jumped into a hand stand and flipped over the other side of the fence. Nice to meet you Mister Ban! Maybe next time Ill give you a senior citizens chase discount! Atlas screamed as he ran away.
Ban sat on the ground and pounded his fist. Next time I wont be so nice Atlas!
National Constabulary Office
Sobudaime
Early afternoon
Prefectural Chief Fusho walked up to one of his investigator’s desk and dropped a folder on it. “Watada? I have a request here from New Shinjuku. You’re to get a warrant and visit this gentleman for questioning concerning that big fire they had a few days ago.”
Watada took a look at the folder and nodded. “I’ll find Officer Harra to come with me. He’s the best scene investigator and preserver in the force.”
The Chief nodded in reply. “Make sue one of you carries a “ro-robber” rifle in case that probe this guy developed decides to make some trouble.”
“Yes Sir.” Watada replied as he pressed a button on his phone. “Officer Harra? Come to my desk please, we have an assignment.”
“ Samurai Jeff’s”
A hover-bike shop in New Shinjuku
Afternoon
She backed off from probing inside the socket point and lightly backhanded her “patient” for allowing a hand to drift off course. “You do that again and I’ll strap you down now quit it.”
“I can’t help it!” Atlas replied. “You keep hitting the attach points and shocking me.”
She chuckled a little. “I guess it controls your hands and you smirkly faces huh?”
He reached out and patted her hand softly. “I love you….” Atlas said coyishly.
“If you really do then stop doing such stupid stunts? I can’t keep patching you up everytime you have to “beef it” with the humans.”
Atlas smiled. “You should have seen the looks on the cop’s faces when their cruiser became a pizza.”
Livian attached Atlas’s repaired legs and tapped his chest. “Light one off.” She watched as the right engine turned up and nodded approvingly. “Back to normal, or something close.”
She turned about to put her tools away and felt him from behind wrapping his arms around her and digging his face into her back. “Thank you…” He said softly. “sniff”… You smell nice…not like a bike as usual.”
Livian turned around and cupped his head in her hands. “When are you going to stop this lone wolf running around and live with me?”
“Not any time soon…sadly.” He replied. “Besides Ban and Astro I’ve made a bees nest of enemies and it wouldn’t be fair to have them trash your shop looking for me would it?”
Livian crossed her arms. “If you’d turn yourself in for a few months of community service, I wouldn’t have to sit and fret over you now would I?”
Atlas snorted. “You too?! That wuss boots got to you too didn’t he?!”
“He doesn’t know anything about me so stop whining.” Livian replied. “No one’s telling you to stop standing up for our kind…just…do it in a way that’s not so…hostile?”
Atlas huffed back. “When the humans live up to their promises and I mean all humans, then I might consider being a little less troublesome. But for now let them hang with a “boogy man” in the back of their minds…keeps em honest.”
Livian sighed. “So…you’re not staying over tonight?”
He grabbed her by the hands and pulled her down to his face. “Now why would I do something so stupid as to not accept the invite of the most beautiful robot in the world?”
He kissed her lovingly then swung her arms gently from side to side. “I kinda smell the bath oils…you didn’t have too.”
Livian pushed him towards the bathroom. “Get in there…you kinda stink. I’ll tell you when dinner’s ready.”
Sobudaime
Early afternoon
Prefectural Chief Fusho walked up to one of his investigator’s desk and dropped a folder on it. “Watada? I have a request here from New Shinjuku. You’re to get a warrant and visit this gentleman for questioning concerning that big fire they had a few days ago.”
Watada took a look at the folder and nodded. “I’ll find Officer Harra to come with me. He’s the best scene investigator and preserver in the force.”
The Chief nodded in reply. “Make sue one of you carries a “ro-robber” rifle in case that probe this guy developed decides to make some trouble.”
“Yes Sir.” Watada replied as he pressed a button on his phone. “Officer Harra? Come to my desk please, we have an assignment.”
“ Samurai Jeff’s”
A hover-bike shop in New Shinjuku
Afternoon
She backed off from probing inside the socket point and lightly backhanded her “patient” for allowing a hand to drift off course. “You do that again and I’ll strap you down now quit it.”
“I can’t help it!” Atlas replied. “You keep hitting the attach points and shocking me.”
She chuckled a little. “I guess it controls your hands and you smirkly faces huh?”
He reached out and patted her hand softly. “I love you….” Atlas said coyishly.
“If you really do then stop doing such stupid stunts? I can’t keep patching you up everytime you have to “beef it” with the humans.”
Atlas smiled. “You should have seen the looks on the cop’s faces when their cruiser became a pizza.”
Livian attached Atlas’s repaired legs and tapped his chest. “Light one off.” She watched as the right engine turned up and nodded approvingly. “Back to normal, or something close.”
She turned about to put her tools away and felt him from behind wrapping his arms around her and digging his face into her back. “Thank you…” He said softly. “sniff”… You smell nice…not like a bike as usual.”
Livian turned around and cupped his head in her hands. “When are you going to stop this lone wolf running around and live with me?”
“Not any time soon…sadly.” He replied. “Besides Ban and Astro I’ve made a bees nest of enemies and it wouldn’t be fair to have them trash your shop looking for me would it?”
Livian crossed her arms. “If you’d turn yourself in for a few months of community service, I wouldn’t have to sit and fret over you now would I?”
Atlas snorted. “You too?! That wuss boots got to you too didn’t he?!”
“He doesn’t know anything about me so stop whining.” Livian replied. “No one’s telling you to stop standing up for our kind…just…do it in a way that’s not so…hostile?”
Atlas huffed back. “When the humans live up to their promises and I mean all humans, then I might consider being a little less troublesome. But for now let them hang with a “boogy man” in the back of their minds…keeps em honest.”
Livian sighed. “So…you’re not staying over tonight?”
He grabbed her by the hands and pulled her down to his face. “Now why would I do something so stupid as to not accept the invite of the most beautiful robot in the world?”
He kissed her lovingly then swung her arms gently from side to side. “I kinda smell the bath oils…you didn’t have too.”
Livian pushed him towards the bathroom. “Get in there…you kinda stink. I’ll tell you when dinner’s ready.”
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Doctor OShays house
Afternoon
Astro was sitting in the living room watching the television when Zoran came bounding through the front door clapping and cheering. We won! We won!
Ugh? Astro wondered as she flopped on the couch. What?
Our dance school won the invitation to dance for the Emperor on his birthday! Giggles Super, super, super cute I wonder what his favorite color is?
Astro smiled. Well good for you Sis. His favorite color is Midnight blue.
How do you know? She asked. Astro wasnt about to tell her knowing hed never hear the end of the begging for him to help her meet his majesty. Though they were friends for some time when Mitsuhito was crown prince Shida, Astro never the less honored the customs of the Imperial house and the emperors need for quiet time when he wasnt washed in court functions.
I read it in the newspapers A truth of course. He likes midnight blue and cherry red, that was his mothers color.
Zoran smiled widely. Can you help me chose something for a kimono? Please?
Its not like I have anything better to do right now huh? Astro replied shrugging. Just then there was a knock on the door. Astro opened it to see Ken, Tamao and Abercrombie standing with signs slung over their shoulders. Whats up guys? Astro asked.
Were going down to the school to give those anti-robot morons a piece of our minds. Abercrombie snorted. Dumb jerks ruined the whole school day! We couldnt go outside for recess and they were saying the dumbest stuff about you!
Tamao snorted. They have these signs
Ken frowned. They show you kicking a little kid! Some others have you with these dog fangs coming from your mouth! Its a load of crap!
Astro waved his hands. Guys they can say what they want, they have a right. If you go down there youll only make things worse. The last thing I want is you guys getting trapped in a riot, then I have to come down there and try to settle it its not worth getting upset.
Ken pleaded. How can you say that? Theyre threatening to pull you out of school, theyre badmouthing you youre not a monster Astro!
We got as much right to tell them to shut up as anyone! Abercrombie snorted.
Astro sighed I can handle it you guys, come on please? Do me a favor as my friends and just stay home for now? Thats one less thing I have to lose sleep over tonight and I do need my sleep.
Tamao nodded sadly. We just want you to know how much you mean to us.
Astro held each of their hands. Shoot without you guys Id probably be spending my days on more interesting stuff like .sorting raw sewage?
The three boys winced and pursed their lips. Sometimes youre so weird. Ken said before giving Astro a playful push. Guess well see you tomorrow at school then?
With my book bag. That should make the anti-robot people upset.
New Shinjuku Police HQ
Late Afternoon
Towashi slammed his fist down on his desk. DEAD?! WHEN? ARE YOU SURE?
The Prefectorial Chief replied. Yes my investigator and an officer served a warrant and when no one answered they did a forced entry through the front door. Sakura was in his bathroom on the floor. No signs of foul play so far from the coroner, he must have been dead since that morning or during the night. We did find his drone in the basement all disassembled and scattered about.
Towashi frowned. I want legal title over that drone and have it delivered to the Ministry of Science for forensic evaluation.
The Chief replied. It may take a day or two on the documentation. Ill send you the preliminary autopsy report when its done.
Towashi hung up the phone and brooded when Delta walked into the office.
You look enthused. The police bot said as he stood with his arms crossed.
I just got word our person of interest in Sobudaime is dead.
Delta nodded. Perhaps he was aware hed be targeted for investigation? Or its just an unfortunate collision with time.
Towashi moaned. Anything new on the Daisu investigation?
Delta took a seat on the floor. Nothing. No new witnesses yet who may have seen whatever the generator of the noise was. Plenty of suspicion for our Tsumitomo probe though.
Towashi waved a finger. Well keep at it on your end. Ill be getting a briefing from the National Intelligence Center in Tokyo in a few hours to hear what new stuff theyve found.
Afternoon
Astro was sitting in the living room watching the television when Zoran came bounding through the front door clapping and cheering. We won! We won!
Ugh? Astro wondered as she flopped on the couch. What?
Our dance school won the invitation to dance for the Emperor on his birthday! Giggles Super, super, super cute I wonder what his favorite color is?
Astro smiled. Well good for you Sis. His favorite color is Midnight blue.
How do you know? She asked. Astro wasnt about to tell her knowing hed never hear the end of the begging for him to help her meet his majesty. Though they were friends for some time when Mitsuhito was crown prince Shida, Astro never the less honored the customs of the Imperial house and the emperors need for quiet time when he wasnt washed in court functions.
I read it in the newspapers A truth of course. He likes midnight blue and cherry red, that was his mothers color.
Zoran smiled widely. Can you help me chose something for a kimono? Please?
Its not like I have anything better to do right now huh? Astro replied shrugging. Just then there was a knock on the door. Astro opened it to see Ken, Tamao and Abercrombie standing with signs slung over their shoulders. Whats up guys? Astro asked.
Were going down to the school to give those anti-robot morons a piece of our minds. Abercrombie snorted. Dumb jerks ruined the whole school day! We couldnt go outside for recess and they were saying the dumbest stuff about you!
Tamao snorted. They have these signs
Ken frowned. They show you kicking a little kid! Some others have you with these dog fangs coming from your mouth! Its a load of crap!
Astro waved his hands. Guys they can say what they want, they have a right. If you go down there youll only make things worse. The last thing I want is you guys getting trapped in a riot, then I have to come down there and try to settle it its not worth getting upset.
Ken pleaded. How can you say that? Theyre threatening to pull you out of school, theyre badmouthing you youre not a monster Astro!
We got as much right to tell them to shut up as anyone! Abercrombie snorted.
Astro sighed I can handle it you guys, come on please? Do me a favor as my friends and just stay home for now? Thats one less thing I have to lose sleep over tonight and I do need my sleep.
Tamao nodded sadly. We just want you to know how much you mean to us.
Astro held each of their hands. Shoot without you guys Id probably be spending my days on more interesting stuff like .sorting raw sewage?
The three boys winced and pursed their lips. Sometimes youre so weird. Ken said before giving Astro a playful push. Guess well see you tomorrow at school then?
With my book bag. That should make the anti-robot people upset.
New Shinjuku Police HQ
Late Afternoon
Towashi slammed his fist down on his desk. DEAD?! WHEN? ARE YOU SURE?
The Prefectorial Chief replied. Yes my investigator and an officer served a warrant and when no one answered they did a forced entry through the front door. Sakura was in his bathroom on the floor. No signs of foul play so far from the coroner, he must have been dead since that morning or during the night. We did find his drone in the basement all disassembled and scattered about.
Towashi frowned. I want legal title over that drone and have it delivered to the Ministry of Science for forensic evaluation.
The Chief replied. It may take a day or two on the documentation. Ill send you the preliminary autopsy report when its done.
Towashi hung up the phone and brooded when Delta walked into the office.
You look enthused. The police bot said as he stood with his arms crossed.
I just got word our person of interest in Sobudaime is dead.
Delta nodded. Perhaps he was aware hed be targeted for investigation? Or its just an unfortunate collision with time.
Towashi moaned. Anything new on the Daisu investigation?
Delta took a seat on the floor. Nothing. No new witnesses yet who may have seen whatever the generator of the noise was. Plenty of suspicion for our Tsumitomo probe though.
Towashi waved a finger. Well keep at it on your end. Ill be getting a briefing from the National Intelligence Center in Tokyo in a few hours to hear what new stuff theyve found.
“ Samurai Jeff’s”
New Shinjuku
Afternoon
“Perfect peace.” Atlas thought as he felt Livian’s wonderful fingers massaging through his thick blonde hair. They were on a couch watching a movie under a thick blanket, he laying on his side with his head resting on her chest and a content look on his face.
“What kind of hair is this anyway?” She asked him. “You never told me.”
“Lipizzaner flax.” He said softly. “I guess you like it?”
“It’s soft.” She replied. “Let me style it?”
Atlas snorted. “Uh uh! No one’s touching my hair.”
Livian pursed her lips. “You always look like an out of control wolf child though.”
Atlas smirked as he sat up. “But who’s YOUR wolf child?” he said as he played with her hands. “Come on…I’m your Mowgly and you’re my….I dunno….momma wolf?”
“Giggle…you can be so sweet!” She replied as she played with his cheeks. Atlas grabbed for the television remote and changed the channels. “What are you doing?”
“We saw the movie before.” Atlas moaned. “It’s just a chick flick and I mean the ending was quite obvious. You can’t sequel it I mean what about a movie “if” the Titanic actually made it to New York? You could cast Bruce Willis, Chuck Norris and Jean Claude Van Dam and make it a Diehard kinda thing where the Titanic becomes a Transformer and makes out with the toaster oven from first class…”
Livian gave him a slap off the head. “Now you’re being insulting.”
Atlas winced from the blow then turned his attention to the television news and the scenes of protests in front of the school Astro was going to.
“NHK NEWS….Police were called in a few minutes ago to serve as a buffer between anti-robot and pro-bot protestors who’ve been arguing back and forth with each other now since last night. A near fight almost broke out when soda bottles and cans from vending machines were thrown among protestors causing police to react…”
Atlas rolled off the couch and was just as quickly snatched in the arm by Livian. “And where are you going?”
“Where do you think?” Atlas snorted back. Livian jerked on him several times before she pulled him back on the couch.
“Oh….no. That’s all we need is you getting into the mix down there hot stuff. Uh, uh…sit.”
Atlas brooded. “I swear…if I hear some robot got nailed with something I’ll…”
“I’ll kick you out of my house and you can sleep in the backyard in the rain, I promise you.”
“But Livian?!” Atlas gestured to the television.
“While you’re in my house Atlas, you’ll do as I say or you can go back to your little hide out and cry to your teddy bear because I didn’t approve of you being a dunce cap. Make a choice?”
Atlas sighed. “You’re a blackmail artist.”
“And a good one. Now shut up and sit down?”
Atlas gave up trying and fell back onto the couch as Livian flipped back to Titanic. “I still think they should have put the Predator in this. “GET TO DEE STERN….NAAAOOW!”
“Thwack!” “Ouch! Livian?!”
Doctor O’Shay’s House
Early Evening
Doctor O’Shay stood looking at the vast collection of books on the shelves surrounding his study desk when Astro peaked in through the door. “Are you busy?” He asked.
“Oh not really.” O’Shay replied. “Something on your mind Astro?”
Astro walked in slowly and rubbed his head. “Yeah…I…” He hesitated for a moment, obviously he’d been playing with Zoran since he forgot about the Ken doll still in his hand. “It’s about school? I was wondering if we might be doing the right thing by maybe limiting my power when I’m on school grounds? Kinda fix it so I’m less than the average 6th grader in strength.”
O’Shay scratched his head. “And just how would this work?”
“Well you could put a limitation switch in me and the only one who’d have control over it is you. Kinda…a password sort of thing I can’t tamper with you know?”
O’Shay rubbed Astro’s shoulder. “A very conscious idea Astro but I can’t do that. Suppose you’re suddenly needed? If you couldn’t reach me you’d be vulnerable and my old brain does tend to slip up from time to time. If I can’t remember your password?”
Astro sighed. “I was just wanting to avoid another incident.”
“Oh there you go again, taking the blame when it’s not deserving. I never stop praising you for all the best reasons do I?”
Astro took a seat. “But honestly doctor, I’ve heard all these complaints and there’s a little truth to em. Like that fuel truck a few days ago, I could have stopped it a hundred different ways with different risks and I chose a very hazardous result. Then I took that senior classman down like that? Maybe I need re-programming? Maybe I’m…”
O’Shay sat and pointed his finger. “Stop it…you’re just fine.” He noticed a glint in Astro’s eyes and rubbed one. “Oh here comes the water works. Please don’t flood my study?”
Astro wiped his face and sat back. “It’s just so much I guess. I try so hard to make a good impression about us robots and yet there’s still so many people who hate our guts. I just want to show them all that I’m not a threat.”
“And be treated less than you deserve? Absolute nonsense. I believe that your record speaks louder than any of these ignorant fools.”
O’Shay sat on the chair arm and wrapped his arm around Astro’s shoulders. “You know what I want you to do tomorrow morning? I want you to walk into that school with your head up and a big smile on your face. I want you to hug your friends, say hi to everyone, even to the anti-robot protestors and I want you to feel and look as if everyone thinks you’re the best, most friendliest person on the planet. Nothing will stick far deeper in the hearts of those foolish bigots than that.”
Astro smiled. “You make things nice and simple Doctor.”
“It’s only the truth. Now go to bed and don’t think up any more of these ideas about cutting yourself short.”
Astro gave back a questioned look. “Uh? Why would I cut….?”
“Figure of speech my boy. Now off with you.”
New Shinjuku
Afternoon
“Perfect peace.” Atlas thought as he felt Livian’s wonderful fingers massaging through his thick blonde hair. They were on a couch watching a movie under a thick blanket, he laying on his side with his head resting on her chest and a content look on his face.
“What kind of hair is this anyway?” She asked him. “You never told me.”
“Lipizzaner flax.” He said softly. “I guess you like it?”
“It’s soft.” She replied. “Let me style it?”
Atlas snorted. “Uh uh! No one’s touching my hair.”
Livian pursed her lips. “You always look like an out of control wolf child though.”
Atlas smirked as he sat up. “But who’s YOUR wolf child?” he said as he played with her hands. “Come on…I’m your Mowgly and you’re my….I dunno….momma wolf?”
“Giggle…you can be so sweet!” She replied as she played with his cheeks. Atlas grabbed for the television remote and changed the channels. “What are you doing?”
“We saw the movie before.” Atlas moaned. “It’s just a chick flick and I mean the ending was quite obvious. You can’t sequel it I mean what about a movie “if” the Titanic actually made it to New York? You could cast Bruce Willis, Chuck Norris and Jean Claude Van Dam and make it a Diehard kinda thing where the Titanic becomes a Transformer and makes out with the toaster oven from first class…”
Livian gave him a slap off the head. “Now you’re being insulting.”
Atlas winced from the blow then turned his attention to the television news and the scenes of protests in front of the school Astro was going to.
“NHK NEWS….Police were called in a few minutes ago to serve as a buffer between anti-robot and pro-bot protestors who’ve been arguing back and forth with each other now since last night. A near fight almost broke out when soda bottles and cans from vending machines were thrown among protestors causing police to react…”
Atlas rolled off the couch and was just as quickly snatched in the arm by Livian. “And where are you going?”
“Where do you think?” Atlas snorted back. Livian jerked on him several times before she pulled him back on the couch.
“Oh….no. That’s all we need is you getting into the mix down there hot stuff. Uh, uh…sit.”
Atlas brooded. “I swear…if I hear some robot got nailed with something I’ll…”
“I’ll kick you out of my house and you can sleep in the backyard in the rain, I promise you.”
“But Livian?!” Atlas gestured to the television.
“While you’re in my house Atlas, you’ll do as I say or you can go back to your little hide out and cry to your teddy bear because I didn’t approve of you being a dunce cap. Make a choice?”
Atlas sighed. “You’re a blackmail artist.”
“And a good one. Now shut up and sit down?”
Atlas gave up trying and fell back onto the couch as Livian flipped back to Titanic. “I still think they should have put the Predator in this. “GET TO DEE STERN….NAAAOOW!”
“Thwack!” “Ouch! Livian?!”
Doctor O’Shay’s House
Early Evening
Doctor O’Shay stood looking at the vast collection of books on the shelves surrounding his study desk when Astro peaked in through the door. “Are you busy?” He asked.
“Oh not really.” O’Shay replied. “Something on your mind Astro?”
Astro walked in slowly and rubbed his head. “Yeah…I…” He hesitated for a moment, obviously he’d been playing with Zoran since he forgot about the Ken doll still in his hand. “It’s about school? I was wondering if we might be doing the right thing by maybe limiting my power when I’m on school grounds? Kinda fix it so I’m less than the average 6th grader in strength.”
O’Shay scratched his head. “And just how would this work?”
“Well you could put a limitation switch in me and the only one who’d have control over it is you. Kinda…a password sort of thing I can’t tamper with you know?”
O’Shay rubbed Astro’s shoulder. “A very conscious idea Astro but I can’t do that. Suppose you’re suddenly needed? If you couldn’t reach me you’d be vulnerable and my old brain does tend to slip up from time to time. If I can’t remember your password?”
Astro sighed. “I was just wanting to avoid another incident.”
“Oh there you go again, taking the blame when it’s not deserving. I never stop praising you for all the best reasons do I?”
Astro took a seat. “But honestly doctor, I’ve heard all these complaints and there’s a little truth to em. Like that fuel truck a few days ago, I could have stopped it a hundred different ways with different risks and I chose a very hazardous result. Then I took that senior classman down like that? Maybe I need re-programming? Maybe I’m…”
O’Shay sat and pointed his finger. “Stop it…you’re just fine.” He noticed a glint in Astro’s eyes and rubbed one. “Oh here comes the water works. Please don’t flood my study?”
Astro wiped his face and sat back. “It’s just so much I guess. I try so hard to make a good impression about us robots and yet there’s still so many people who hate our guts. I just want to show them all that I’m not a threat.”
“And be treated less than you deserve? Absolute nonsense. I believe that your record speaks louder than any of these ignorant fools.”
O’Shay sat on the chair arm and wrapped his arm around Astro’s shoulders. “You know what I want you to do tomorrow morning? I want you to walk into that school with your head up and a big smile on your face. I want you to hug your friends, say hi to everyone, even to the anti-robot protestors and I want you to feel and look as if everyone thinks you’re the best, most friendliest person on the planet. Nothing will stick far deeper in the hearts of those foolish bigots than that.”
Astro smiled. “You make things nice and simple Doctor.”
“It’s only the truth. Now go to bed and don’t think up any more of these ideas about cutting yourself short.”
Astro gave back a questioned look. “Uh? Why would I cut….?”
“Figure of speech my boy. Now off with you.”
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I love the exchange between Dr. O'Shay and Astro. You're a very good writer. I'm trying to get some ideas for a story of my own. I have never written an AstroBoy story before, so it will be a first.
As you may or may not know, I have published a superhero novel last year, so I think it would be fun to try my hand at a short story featuring Astro and his friends.
As you may or may not know, I have published a superhero novel last year, so I think it would be fun to try my hand at a short story featuring Astro and his friends.
[sigpic][/sigpic]I was MADE ready!
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