The life of a killer robot ain't no picnic. It's not all high speed car chases and trading bullets with the local SWAT team, ya know? Most of the time there are mundane tasks to carry out, the likes of which would turn any human brain into mush. But you're a robot, so you can handle it. Or at least, that's what you tell yourself. Roaming the streets of every city in America, in search of the elusive Mr Affleck, that's just part of the job. You knew what you were getting into when you signed up, right? No, wait, you didn't sign up at all. One moment you're in the factory, having your cpu installed, the next you're being sent back in time to retroactively abort some kid you never even heard of. No choice, no discussion. Like I said, this life, it ain't no picnic.
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