The small automotons, crept out of the grate into the Clockhaven power plant, and proceeded to take pictures from the minitarized camera’s.
On the deck of the AeroRaptor, Doctor Dinosaur looked at the pictures as ttransmitted to his viewing device.
“good, good, make sure to get all angles of the control panels, ” The horse, Heliotrope, had been ayatematically smashing clocks around the city, apparantly having layed claim to New Babbage himself, Doctor Dinosaur finally left an anonymous letter with the church of the builder hinting about the horses more extraciricular interests, having heard enough about their interests in such things. Hopefully that should keep him away for this new plan.
He turned to MetalRaptor 1
“Go down, retrieve any wreckage of the clocks the horse got to, he may have gotten to the doom clocks, but we still have the master clock, once the transmitter’s set, we should be back on track.”
the automoton beeped and Doc D nodded “well, the samophlange we retreived should be a denser allot than te old ones, I’m sure it should be fine, what? no I’m not sending it in for a second opinion!”
Turning to the control panel, “now, get to work, I need those components before anyone else take any.”
The metalraptor nodded once and stepped off the deck to plummet to the streets below as Doctor Dinosaur shook his head “why don’t they ever just take the gyrocoptor down?”
Hmm… I think its time to clean the power station… Yes, send out the cleaning units! I want this station pristine by the end of the day!
You know, I actually find your eternal optimism rather endearing. *grin*
Those aren’t the automatons you’re looking for.
:-)