->''I think my favorite way for a cyborg's mechanical innards to be revealed is by artillery fire to the face.''
->'''Ishmael:''' Wait, you're a robot! That explains ''everything!''\\
'''Loren:''' Wait... It does?
-->-- ''Webcomic/IrregularWebcomic'' [[http://irregularwebcomic.net/2924.html #2924]]
->''You're a robot? [[http://www.bladebunny.com/2010/09/08/book-2-page-20-in-high-res/ That's not fair!]]''
-->--''WebComic/BladeBunny'' thought she had won this battle.
->A rocket pilot asked me on a voyage to go\\
And I was so romantic that I couldn't say no\\
That he was just a servo robot how was I to know?
-->-- '''Space Girl'''
->Bzzarrgh! My elaborate disguise is ruined, revealing my evil cybotic-ness!
-->--'''Mingy Jongo''', ''Videogame/BanjoTooie''
->Warning! Warning! Vaporizaton of outer latex insulation in progress! Drop and Roll! Drop and Roll!
->Veslovsky, taken by surprise, stood up rapidly and turned around, stammering an apology for his unkempt appearance.
->Levin was too shocked to reply: above the rumpled shirtfront, Veslovsky had no face. There was no skin between ear and ear, hairline and chin, and staring back at Levin instead was a mass of churning gears and rapidly moving small parts in the place where a face should be. Still speaking in his gay and eager-to-please society voice, which Levin now realized emanated from a Vox-Em of surpassing quality, he said, "[[HeKnowsTooMuch Alas, Konstantin Dmitirch, you catch me unawares]]..."