Another beautiful custom 3A toy by Cris Rose. Cadbury Square.
Some bots are more damaged on the battlefield than others and can't quiiiite be made as good as new. Suffering the mechanical version of a lobotomy after a Large Martin shell to the face, this little Square was found not to have the capcity to look after himself, but was adopted by the nearby ophanage. This little guy loved nothing more than runing around with the kids, giving them rides on his head and letting them paint all over him at lunchtime. As every child there had lost their parents to the war, it seemed a fitting place for him to be.
Freed World War Robots
All my WWR bots have the same story pretty much. Rescued from the front as scrap, rebuilt buy a group sympathetic to robot equality using whatever's available and reprogrammed to be able to make their own choice - fight for a nobel cause or live a quiet, helpful existence...
Some decide to rescue more of their fallen brothers, others wander off into the forest and are never seen again. Many decide to find a town that will take them and settle down, helping out when heavy lifting, demolition or serious farming is required in a pinch!
One thing remains the same tho, the guns are part of them, they can't be without them. Just as every gun is coded to it's owner, every bot feels coded to his gun. A part of him. Even tho they will never use them, even tho they don't even function, every bot still has his weapon. It serves a reminder of why they were made, what they did and that they choose not to use them.
...well, apart from those that choose to... >.<
Often marked with a large "recycle" sign, many towns had panicked at the sight of a lone bot, fully armed, striding into town without warning or visible "handler", so this was the robotic equivalent of the peace sign, the white flag that put folk at their ease, a sign of a reformed character.
...but never the less, some people just can't see the friendly side of having their car unexpectedly lifted bodily from the road, even if it is just to peer in and wave at the occupants ^___^
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