Lame Thread #299373: WHICH DETH-DEALING ROBOT ARE YOU?!

[Bhm]

Yes, you panzy assed melon farmers!
It's that time of the year when the general population wants to know that magic question:
"WHICH KIND OF ROBOT ARE YOU!"

And, no. DBZ-chars don't count (sorry songohan) but I have made it easy for you and linked to the site (for your convenience!) where you can answer a few questions and find out just WHICH KIND OF DETHLY MURDEROUS HEAP OF METAL you are!

<a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/giantrobot/" target="_blank">GO HERE</a>

I myself am an ABC-robot. I eat grannies for breakfast.

In bars frequented by colossal death robots, you're always the quiet guy at the back who no-one ever bothers. And for good reason. You've fought in several nuclear wars, could beat the sun in a staring match, and have a chin larger than many articles of furniture. Morals are not a concept you understand, but strangely enough, nobody ever questions your judgement. Usually because they're dead. Even Judge Dredd wets himself when you turn up. Grrrr. <hr></blockquote>

Hah! EVEN judge dredd can suck my balls!

To be honest, this has to be among the worst type of "FIND OUT WHICH KINDA (insert random crap here) YOU ARE!" but I loved the questions, especially the last

// Bhm

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[Sonic1787DC]

"Holy Voltron rip-off, you're Megazord!


You own being huge. You are the hugest guy around, without a doubt. Even really huge people whimper at your hugeness. And you are made of really huge robot dinosaurs. Huge. You are so huge it takes five power rangers to control you. And you can mash anything. Even mounds of foam rubber the size of cities. Because you're huge. Sorted.

Declare your hugeness with the following sticker of power:"

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[Briggs]

I'm an Adrienne Barbeau-bot.

 

[K_K]

<strong>I AM OPTIMUS PRIME!!!!</strong>

Vast, red and ready to turn into a lorry at the slightest provocation, you are a robot to be reckoned with. Although sickeningly noble, you just can't resist a good interplanetary war, especially when Orson Welles is involved. You have friends who can shoot tapes from their chests. Tapes that turn into panthers. And other friends who are dinosaurs. Dinosaurs who jump out of planes. Will you have my children?

 

[Briggs]

On closer inspection I am:

[Hey ho, you're Calibretto!

Kick. Arse.

Five metric tonnes of hulking, steam powered robo-meat, you are the pin-up boy for death robot technology. Although you are in fact a war golem, you know how to use a minigun, and you can benchpress small settlements. Relatively new to the colossal death robot scene, you were first pencilled by comic legend Joe Maduriera in 1998. Sensitive, stylish, and yet still massive, if you were female and not made of iron I would probably propose to you.]

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[td741]

Holy Prime Directive, you're Robocop!

Well, you're neither colossal, nor technically a robot, but your arthritic lurching and dubious morals have found their way into the hearts of futuristic rebels and children everywhere. You walk through fire, catch bullets from the air, and you never, ever smile. Combine this with an abstract, almost random concept of duty and honour, and you have a police officer one cannot fail to adore.

Thank you, Robocop.

 

[rarehero]

weak. im megatron.
i would kick megatron s ass so bad.

Look in a mirror and feel the evil. Then eat the mirror. You eat mirrors for breakfast. You are a badass death robot. You busted on Optimus Prime. You. Are. Megatron. Go outside and burn some animals, because you're worth it.

 

[Stephane]

 

[PleaseKillMeNow]

 

[chohan]

I'm bad!

Cho

 

[Crovax]

You are Gigantor!

Born in 1963, You are possibly the original colossal death robot, being one of the patriarchs of the current crop, and definitely an advocate of old-skool enemy-bashing. Why use a clumsy particle weapon when you can create supernovas just by flexing your arms? Your one minor weakness is that you are entirely dominated by some kid with a remote contol - still, don't let it get you down. You can sink a nuclear submarine with jazz music.


Wage death and destruction on the Web with the following fine emblem of power:

 

[Hot Chocolate]

this is so gay

 

[KaedesBlade]

I'm the ABC Warrior. <img src="graemlins/spock.gif" border="0" alt="[Spock]" />

 

[ShikiMikoto]

Like rarehero,

Scowling wilfully towards Autobot City, you're Megatron!

Look in a mirror and feel the evil. Then eat the mirror. You eat mirrors for breakfast. You are a badass death robot. You busted on Optimus Prime. You. Are. Megatron. Go outside and burn some animals, because you're worth it.

Declare your pre-Galvatron-ness with the following non-heat-sensitive emblem.

strange...but cool. at least i'm badass.

 

[ray_7]

 

[Genocide Tweeter]

I got Megatron also!
Kickass!
...Transformers rule...heh...

 

[garou_d]

<img src="graemlins/tickled.gif" border="0" alt="[Tickled]" />