End of Oblivion
All this could be performed by automatons, intelligent machines, but no artificial intelligence could navigate slipstream.
Black Meridian 22: Jack in the Box
Fletcher's mind, trapped in his automaton-like body, reeled, turning over ideas and thoughts. he bargained with the world, begged it to take something else instead. he thought of a hundred thousand what-ifs, of things he could have done.
Undead Ally: Part One
The otter ventured, ignoring dante's quip "ambulatory necrotic automatons." "what?" the cop asked, baffled. "zombies." the coyote stated, "he means zombies." "that's what i said." cutter muttered.
Making Waves at Walter’s World
I looked right through the panda's semi clear skin to the automaton she was blocking. it was looked like a mobile car factory robot, badly dented by the wave machine. it trundled up to the doorway and stopped.
Black Meridian 12: Mystic Horizon
Our resident automaton isn't about to start sharing with anyone but himself." "i've told you before transeldaimor, they aren't any kind of narcotic you could breathe."
The Battalion Underneath the Earth (Pulp Story/Non-EPZ)
Manstrong wrapped his arms around the automaton's neck and pulled with all his might.
Golden Girl of Wagstaff- Chapter 4
I lost count of all the things he had me do, at some point i even turned off my brain and kept working like an automaton. i think he even had to manually make me sit down to take lunch, something he looked really pleased about.
Fathom's Phantoms, Ch 33: Things Change
Sherman snorted when he thought back to farlight; alvin had a body back then-- he was an automaton whose body had been created by a super genius and whose programming came to them from the desk of an elite technician.
Chapter V
He had never thought he would ever see a real automaton. but it was hardly the most mind blowing thing he has seen since his arrival. "well in that case do you think you can take me to slippy?" "affirmative."
What Pride Has Wrought
Thankfully slippy was a great mechanist and was doing his best to keep the automaton functioning. at the moment though, it was down in engineering, half disassembled.
Evasive Action
The handheld pda beeped and whirred happily as it sent data up to the science nest deep within avis-3, and the fox kept moving from point to point, particle to particle, in a dance that almost made him look like a glorified automaton.
Idle Hands
"actually, your people have been coming up with automatons since the early days, haven't you?" rakim had just been about to point this out, but he'd been glad to have been beaten to the punch. "we did!