Uh, I mean— yeah! Yeah, thanks for being such a good volunteer, we gotta— gotta jet now.
-Runs off after Carmen-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?This- thing.
It has internals.
It has armor.
You make the explosion damage the internals, and the armor strong enough to withstand the force of the explosion within.
The internals are the only thing that matter in a thing like this, after all.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this post-To Flame-
"Flame, meet the DR-1. I call it a Protector. Heavier armor than the Shepherds, heavier weapon, designed for serious combat. We've been mass-producing these bad boys."
-Compared to the previous Deebees, the DR-1 is significantly taller and wielding a boxy-looking shotgun-
-To Jack-
"Tracks can't get them over enemy cover. These guys can jump, climb, anything a human soldier can."
edited 25th Feb '17 7:36:13 PM by Randomman5
-marcia, it's all words-
-wooooooords-
Um... Oh! They get into a plane crash and end up stuck in a jungle! And the main character gets bitten by a chimp and slowly turns into a savage animal—Ow ow ow ow!
... Maybe I should read it later... My eye need to uh... take a break maybe?
... Well um, you do you.
LOVE IS STORED IN THE AXOLOTL!Oh, don't you worry. I'm a Flamestag model, Sir. Serial Number AO 11138997 F.
I do prefer to be referred to as Flame, though.
-The Reploid salutes-
Deer

"Not as big as a grenade. Ya could jump away from it and not get a scratch."