Team Argos, Chapter 1
The robotic hand that was gripping the glass tube that contained a sample of the molecule slipped from its grip. before he could readjust the grip, the glass tube fell to the floor of the containment chamber and broke.
Uprising *Intro*
I smirked when i saw more robotic hands coming out of the silvery surface. i jumped up high letting the boots activate again looking back to see the bots had grown wings to continue our game of chase.
Death Toll Ch. 1 The Escape
"they haven't done anything to you yet cause your too young but they've done two experiments on me so far...i have a robotic hand and an electrical tail...they perform experiments on us for science; this facilty is called neurotechnic labs...they're fixing
Beau and the Nightbeast
A giant robotic hand then grasped the side of the remaining floor space, pulling its attached body upward onto the surface with a great, scraping struggle of metal against metal.
Rosbun VS Dr. Crankshafts' Mean Machine
"the bigger they are..." a robot hand suddenly shot out and grabbed them by their legs. "...hey wait!"
Phantom Pain Prologue
There were robotic hands of rudimentary designs, rusty hydraulic arms, crude metallic legs, and cybernetic eyes that seemed barely functional or even aesthetically pleasing.
Bioshock, origins of a Cyborg Wolf, Part one
After showing me off to the generals of various nation's and factions watching all i could do, he explained that my axe, when thrown, had the ability to return to my robotic hand no matter what material it stuck in, almost similar to the comic hero, thor with
Dunescape Part 2
Another noteworthy feature was his silvery robotic hand; exposed unlike its gloved counterpart. he wore a dark trench coat with metal plates underneath it.
Clean Break
A couple of robotic hands swung around from underneath the bed and started to work into her muscles, doing a perfect, pre-programmed job of kneading the stress out of her body. it wasn't quite up to having real human contact. good enough, though.
[TF] Seventeen Marbles
The discrete scent of iron lingers, revealing the shape of the robotic hand which harvested the beans. i jump, and try to suck the drink inside my throat. the coffee splashes all over my muzzle. this may require some practice.
Finding a way Home: ch. 1
I had thirty seconds left and took my robotic hand and put it on my right thigh. there it was the energy sword he had grabbed off the elite. "would this count!"
A sinners life
Oden jump of the the robot's hands into the air, the mark 5 tilted its head upward, and expelled a beam of light from it’s eyes. oden twisted his body barely dodging the ray only letting it singe the tip of his hair.