Fish or Cut Bait

Toonrmicon Author: Robotech_Master Born in Kansas City, Kansas, Chris Meadows spent his formative years in Jonesboro, Arkansas, followed by the small-town environment of Cassville, Missouri, before moving to Springfield to attend Southwest Missouri State U... Read Bio

“Maybe we could take a look,” Rae mused. “Could be a Marauder base…”

“Aren’t you forgetting someone?” Violet asked, converting to robot form in a clatter of moving parts. “The other me and the other you are back at my house. That’s going to be one of the first places the Marauders will look.” She shook her head. “I don’t know why the other you let her go there. Unless she was as eager to stop existing as you seem to be.”

Rae sank down by the edge of the gorge. “Go on then. Go save them. Leave me here.”

“Are you really so eager to die?” Violet asked. She stepped forward and scooped Rae up.

“Hey, what—?” With a series of ratcheting pops, panels opened all along the front of the scooter robot’s body, arms, and legs. Microfilaments looped out and around Rae, pulling her inside the robot’s exoskeleton form, which closed around her.

“If you really want to give up so easily, I can just dissolve you down into fuel right here and now. The Marauders won’t get you, and I get a nice full tank. How about it?”

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Comments (2 so far!)

  1. Toonrmicon Robotech_Master

    (By the way, I would appreciate if you didn’t have her go through with it. I like having two sets of scooters and two sets of girls. :) )

  2. Ahfl_icon THX 0477

    That was a bizarre twist. It’s been so long I forgot which friend started the scooter thing, but it would fit I suppose for either identity based scooter to do this, either as characterologic flaw or as revenge. I do find it amusing that between us two authors we’ve set up a moral dilemma for the characters.

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