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[color=silver][h1][u]Radiatron 4000[/u][/h1][/color]



A buzzing sound radiated from the rusty garage, hidden in an barely noticable alleyway, hardly touched by nothing but time and insects. Spiders would occasionally crawl in and out of the cracks along with the odd case of curious overgrown moss. The steel had that stale crust to it that threatened of rust and even though the sun hit its metal door it did not shine back nor did the walls brighten, it was pale place, succumb to the thin overlay stain of time. It was left here to be forgotten. 


[color=red]"Radiatron"[/color] Had been painted over the door rather clumsily in an angle in red. As the light scattered through the single.small dusty glass window the blue hue was broken of the fizzling static TV, hitting a big blocky shadow in the cramped corner. Several boxs meekly thudded as a slight movement was prodded from it by the daylight. It was stiff, crooked, standing there like a statue as it mildly twitched a few more times. A big cyclinder fell foward, looming over the TV like a tower collapse, putting a thin slit up to the screen.


It was static.


[i]"...typical..."[/i] A mans voice muffled. He pressed a button and a VCR ontop ejected a tape. The door loudly coiled upwards until it was totally folded. Each inch revealed boxes of junk randomly gathered from trash to novelty items to old newspapers and boxes of endless video tapes. And labels..labels written over everything with an instruction. When the light hit the VCR a label on top read [b][i]"Radiatron, rewind the tape!"[/i][/b]


[i]"I don't know why I bother..."[/i] He moaned as he shuffled out of the storage space and started to shuffle towards the cafe. The cafe wasn't far, hell, he lived pratically ontop of it. They'd probably hear his door opening from his little glorified crack in the wall this was all located at, even see him shuffling out of the alleyway itself now. 


Radiatron knew very well the cafe wouldn't open for a while, didn't stop him standing still near motionles until it did each morning. [i]"Must commence social integration"[/i] A loud electronic voice bzzt out, flickering the lights on its side as it did.

















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