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A robot, then?

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Not really. Reploid, originally.

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Another word you've made up.

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Not at all.

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Then explain yourself.

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No.

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*Growls*
Do not trifle with me, wench.

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Don't threaten me with a good time, wrench.

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Your goodwill is running thin.

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I had some to begin with?

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You little—
*Slams my forehead into yours with a resonant thunk, the corners of my goggles surprisingly sharp*

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*my head is alarmingly dense but I flinch as my eyebrow and forehead gets cut and my head recoils back*
Not this game again!
*head buts back with more force as my pistol transforms into a small handcannon and I blast your chest after the hit sending me away from you from the recoil*

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*Crashes into the dirt, bouncing and gouging several trenches along my trail*
Die already!
*Aims my good arm at you and, after a brief charge accompanied by a high-pitch whine and dazzling sparks, fires a laser blast into your eye*

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No! You can't—

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*Brings down the pinnacle of my scythe directly onto your skull*

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*Swiftly rolls to the side, the boat getting cleaved in half by the attack, and leaps toward the shore*

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*Follows closely after you, spinning my scythe in a circle*

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*Takes off running from the shore, the area shifting and twisting into desert sands the further I run*

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*Follows you into the sands, picking up speed*

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*Digs my heels into the sand and swings my scythe in a wide arc too close to avoid*