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| Join Date: Aug 2002 Location: I rub my tilde all over your asterisk Gender: Posts: 16,299 Thanks: 523 Thanked 1,435 Times in 721 Posts | 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: ![]() Which Colossal Death Robot Are You? |
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| Veteran Member Join Date: Sep 2000 Location: The Netherlands Gender: Posts: 17,093 Thanks: 104 Thanked 173 Times in 116 Posts | Can it, you're Bender! In the robot world, you are a bit of a lightweight in the colossal death league, but you do mutter "kill all humans" in your sleep - and after all, it's the thought that counts. We love you because you drink, steal, smoke cigars and gamble away things that aren't even yours. You've got what it takes. You're the right stuff. Tell the world you're the Homer Simpson of the future with the following picture: ![]() |
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| Timelord. | Check it out, you're an ABC Warrior! 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. ![]() |
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| Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: In my pants Gender: Posts: 2,006 Thanks: 783 Thanked 216 Times in 137 Posts | Haha, sweet Nom. |
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| WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM!? Join Date: Jan 2001 Location: ogmftwbqq Gender: Posts: 16,786 Thanks: 62 Thanked 307 Times in 222 Posts | Check it out, you're an ABC Warrior! 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. Declare human life to be an abomination with the following merry image: ![]() |
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| Senior Member Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: Planet X Gender: Posts: 3,844 Thanks: 285 Thanked 205 Times in 136 Posts | 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: ![]() |
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| Bark Join Date: Apr 2006 Location: That one place. Gender: Posts: 6,621 Thanks: 110 Thanked 309 Times in 246 Posts | The first time I got an ABC warrior... then I did it again and got... You are Optimus Prime! 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? Tell the world you're an Autobot with the following non-heat-sensitive sticker: ![]() |
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