A Friend Beyond
It was as if they were flesh and blood automatons of some sort, waiting for a command to change their pathing behavior.
Aftertaste
We are not automatons. god created us with a free will, a free spirit. our genetics and instincts may influence us, but ... we make our own choices. there is always," he whispered, "a choice ... perhaps that is why i am approaching you. i choose to.
Identity Theft, Part 2
For the first time, the human turned his head toward me, a slow movement that made me think of a well-oiled automaton. with all the sci-fi i’d seen in the past day, i had no problem thinking he really could be some kind of robot.
Tower of Troubles: Bats and Belfries
Azimuth dived forwards toward the pink gem that she hoped was tileki, catching it on one of her wings as the automaton's came to life with jerking, clicking motions.
D.E1 Chapter 54: The Third Offense Part IV
"you are not getting the best of me, automaton!" zonda yelled furiously. in an outstanding maneuver, he was able to dodge two of the three fighter ships that already had managed to position themselves behind him.
Flesh and Blood - Act 1
Lucas was caught in a dream about feeling silly because of him developing a fond feeling for this automaton, and feeling a genuine empathy for ana. the next morning ana stirred with a gentle moan and lucas woke up from her slight commotion.
UTOverse: Surrender (Part 5)
An automaton following its biological compass like they wanted her to be? she'd rather die! she did it because she enjoyed it. taming, controlling, mastering, overcoming. if her body was a weapon, then she was the one at the helm. she wasn't an animal.
A Witch in the Autumn
After a few minor adjustments to his leg, the automaton took the time to answer. "the war struggles," it finally said. "for persistence loomed among these meatbags like a plague locust..."
The Delta Devil
“oh shit, yeah, sorry about that,” dwight quickly apologized, “there were some runic automatons that scrambled my hud item. i was going to text you when i got back to port, but a lot of things happened and i kinda forgot... i'm sorry.”
Lonely Oak Chapter 77 - Flight Of The Spelling Bee (Part 1)
As a phalanx of automatons, the kids rose from their desks and placed their hands over their hearts. it was a routine so ingrained into them that they were able to do it while half-asleep.
Slice of Lex: Ch. 11
She emerged a few minutes later, she moved almost like some sort of automaton. she sat on the bed, showing the test strip to her mother. mrs. adams hugged her daughter to her, liz started crying into her mom's shoulder.
Life in the Apocalypse: Chapter 26
All that remained was a soulless automaton; something physically like a machine, but metaphorically much more zombie-like than the monstrosities we had spent so much time fighting against.