Daft Punk in Omnicara

They're Beginnings

Warning harsh language

Guy-Man pov

'The first titanium robot announced?' I thought,

"How exciting" I say sarcasticly as i screw a bolt into my arm, it had taken a long while to find a good enough bolt to fit.

"Tsk, all those rich fuckers in they're labs, homes with pretty gardens, while I'm here rotting in a scrap pile" I speak to myself all the time, it became a copping mechanism for me to forget everybody else in the scrap yard hates me. It's not my fault I find all the good parts first. And have the best part of the scrap pile to live in.

What I'm getting at is, I'm the robot that is in best condition, and I'm not in that good of condition, so that says something, giving I'm made of titanium alloy, it's significantly weaker than actual titanium, but it does me well.

"Hey GM08, you got any extra bolts?" Another, very bashed up robot asks me,

"Screw off, Dengi, you stole five bolts from Kakini what could you need mine for?" I snap at him, he's shorter than me but not one to be messed with, fortunately I'm the one who messes with him because nobody else will, it's fun to a point until he starts repeating himself, it get annoying.

"C'mon. I need them, remember nameless?" He walks to me, I stand up and tower over the small copper robot,

"Still salty you don't have a real name? What does GM even stand for?" He teases, it stands for Guy-Man, but I don't say it to him because I know what he'll do. Make fun of it and then give me cruel nicknames. It's easy to predict the game once you play it a few times.

"Go away." I say quietly,

"What's that? I can't-" he starts, I interrupt,

"Get out of this part of the scrap pile or I'll give you a real reason to need those bolts" I blurt out while pulling him up to my face by the neck, he seemed threatened. Good. After a moment and after I let him down he scrambled off to his part of the pile he calls home.

I sat at my station as it got dark, I looked upon the other suffering robots in the dumpster. I felt sorry but there was nothing I could do for them. Or even myself.

Thomas pov

"Awaken." I hear a steady voice call, and I automatically did what it said,

"Yes?" I ask quietly,

"Good. It works" the voice turned away from me,

"Activate it's vision" the voice says to something behind it, I could suddenly see, I looked up at the voice, it had an old tv head, hunched back and long skinny limbs with a thin waist, not a pleasant sight at all,

"What am I" I ask blankly, the mysterious robot seemed stunned by the question, he wasn't expecting it, though I needed an answer because I honestly didn't know,

"You are TB3, a robot in Omnicara, created by me. Massif, the richest robot in the underground" he says darkly, I was puzzled and I felt something wasn't right about him, but I could only nod, he seemed unsettled by my awareness,

"Come. I will show you your new home" he signaled for me to follow before he walks away to a tall door, I follow not knowing what else to do.

I spied the pictures, ornaments and other decorations on the walls and ceiling, feeling anxious about the situation,

"How do you feel about this?" He asks me, I shrug,

"What?" I responded after a moment,

"Are you feeling anything inside?" He stops and turns to me,