Battle of the Super Bots!
Wren vs T260G vs KOS-MOS vs Worker 8

~Meeple/Niu/Grefter/Meeple

"Next!" Lucca screamed as she rejected another robot. She had decided she had been modifying Robo enough, and that she should let him take a "breather" and work on someone else. So, she decided to hold some interviews. Robo was sitting right beside her, only to test out his newly installed curiousity so as to see who Lucca was going to work on.

Lucca sighed "Is there not one machine here worth tinkering with? Honestly, you'd think there would be something for 'Lucca the Great' to improve on, but everything here seems like boring trash that could be modified boring replacements..."

"Lucca, I believe you are being too picky on your choices" Robo replied

"Nonsense! I'll find something perfect to work on, it just hasn't come up yet. Anyway, Next!"

A tall robotic figure walked up, having an entirely robotic body yet posessing the face of a normal human man. Accomponying him was what appeared to be a yellow female much shorter green haired version of him.

"Ok, so who are you...?" queried Lucca.

"...Please, speak for me Demi, my circuits are not sufficiently functional for this..."

"Oh, this is Wren, my master. He wishes to know what you want to work on machines. He is a bit shy, so he brought me along to speak for him." responded Demi.

"I...see...what's so special about him then?"

"Oh, well, he's nearly impossible to kill, for starters!"

"Really now? Well, that's a start. How old is he?"

"He was constructed 999 years ago, and has been active since"

"Really now? He hasn't broke down since then?"

"No, not a single time. He even aided in destroying the Profound Darkness that was threatening the Algol Star system. He is quite clearly a brilliant piece of work..."

"I can see that. Well, he sure seems to fit the bill. Here, give me your address and I'll be sure to call you on our decision." Lucca quite cheerfully remarked.

"Does this mean you've finally found your new subject, Lucca?" Robo said

"It probably does, he's by far the coolest one I've seen yet, especially considering all the junk. But still..." Lucca said as she received Wren's contact details. "Anyway, Next!"

Once Wren and Demi left, a large group appeared.

"Alright, what is THAT piece of junk?" exclaimed Lucca.

"Piece of junk...does not comply. Serial Number: T260G, mission undetermined..." rambled the mec.

"Show some respect why don't you! I was expecting a better interviewer than this!" The girl with pink head roared.

"Well, he does look like something...I can tell by his looks he's a coffee machine"

"Why you little...!"

"Calm down sis. Let Octopus do the explantion." interjects a boy in the large blue hat as he goes over to stop his sister.

"Alright old man you turn!"

"I said don't call me an old man Rosa!"

"Can you please give me the explanation now?" Lucca is now getting irritated.

"Well..." The Octopus begins. "This mec you see here is actually a war ship. And single handedly take out some apoclyptical weaponary whose guns alone are 5x the size of a normal Cruiser."

"What the...that thing did this?" Lucca said, almost falling back in her chair

"Yes, she did. I think it was called...the...RB3?"

"Mission: Destroy RB3, Completed. Awaiting new orders for mission" said T260G.

"A piece of junk that can destroy an entire battle ship? Just how did he do that? Save being a ship itself."

"Well, it is something along the lines that she is capable of modifying her body. Ranging from her original ship body, to medcial mec or a combat mec."

"Oh, she can transform? Well, I think we might have some competition with that other guy. Wait, that thing is a SHE!?"

"Ah yes, T260G is originally designed to be a feminine type."

"I would suggest you put a ribbon on her then... I'll call you once our decision is made, NEXT!"

Two females approahced the table. One with red hair wearing a yellow jacket and glasses. The other with Blue hair and bright red eyes wearing what seemed to be a rather complete set of armour.

"...I said androids! What is this?" protested Lucca.

"Hey! Don't speak like that! Besides, KOS MOS is my finest creation. You're really making me reconsider bringing her here..."

"Oh, I'm sorry...This girl is a machine? You...really could have fooled me..." Lucca said.

"Sensors indicate no pure source of life from that female. Conclussion derived that she has indeed passed the first requirement for your purposes" Robo stated.

"Alright, alright. I just learned that looks aren't everything from that piece of junk before her. What can she do?"

"My primary functions include absorbing Gnosis, the access of UMN at AAA level which leads to countless governmental secrets, and incredible defense systems." Responded KOS MOS. "In addition, there are also some unexplainable functions that are both unknown to myself and my creator."

"Oh, I see. And she's female too, we don't see many of those too often..."

"But miss Lucca, we just saw few earlier and you know my girlfriend..."

"Quiet, Robo!" Lucca shouted.

"So, is she your choice pick or what? I think she's quite a work of art, if you ask me..." said Shion

"Oh, she is indeed well designed. But I can't give you my decision yet its too early. I'll call you, miss..."

"Shion, Shion Uzuki..."

"Alright, shion, I'll call you when my decision is made, anyways, NEXT!"

The final subject in line appeared. As the two figures approached Lucca observed them both. One was a giant made completely out of steel, with two little lights for eyes. The other was a man in blue clothing, seemed to have some odd kind of "butt pants", Blond hair and a decided lack of a nose.

"Alright, I'm getting tired, please just tell me what this is and who you are so we can get this over with."

"Well, um, ok. This here is Worker 8..."

"What a boring name...just tell me what he can do..."

"Well, he's magic immune and can...uh...well, he can Dance..."

"How...wait, what's that? A dancing Robot?"

"Well, yes."

"I don't believe you. Show me this robot dance!"

"Worker 8, dance"

"Yes, Master" Worker 8 said, performing his dancing routine to the beat of David Bowie's Magic Dance.

Lucca blinked "My...gosh...wow. He can dance. That's...well, I'll call you when I've made my decision. Just know that you've made a good impression"

"Well, thanks" Ramza said as the pair left.

"So, miss Lucca, who are you going to choose?"

"Well, that big Tall guy, the robot who can destroy a space cruiser, the blue haired female one, and that sexy dancing one are all very intersting...I just can't decide..."

"How about having a contest for all?" Robo said

"Why, that's an excellent idea! I'll have all 4 of them fight, winner gets to be my next project! You arer brilliant Robo! Remind me why I decided to stop working on you for a bit?"

"Negative, you still have not given me a good reason..."

"Oh..."

And thus, Lucca sends mail to the four possible subjects outlining the date and time for the free for all. Thus, the battle of the Super Bots shall commence, which Robot is indeed the strongest of them all?

  • Wren's age and durability outlasts the others
  • T260Gs Omega body V-max's his way to victory
  • KOS MOS' female design is too much of a distraction to the other three
  • Worker 8's power's of Sexy Dancing
  • Robo feeling left out plots to destroy them all from afar, convincing Lucca to continue working on him


Cromage
You're..... kidding, right? KOS-MOS annihilates them all without breaking a robotic sweat. Can't argue with a girl who destroyed an entire fleet of Gnosis and is destined to face off against the essence of a planet.

Wren: 8
T260G: 4
KOS-MOS: 17
Worker 8: 14
Robo Vengance: 3

Grefter
No woman can withstand that awesome power of Bowie. Luca gets Magic Danced into choosing Worker 8. Not long afterwards a Worker 9 series is being mass produced to further the plans for Final Fantasy Tactics world domination plans. In the name of Bowie they do this, using his music and dancing they will crush the wills of all women and a large portion of men. There will be no rebels. Resistance is futile, join the nearest Bowie Fan Club and save yourself the trouble of having your household raped and pillaged by a squad of 3 tonne robots. FOR BOWIE! FOR THE MAGIC DANCE! Ashes to ashes. Funk to funky. We know Major Tom's a junky.


Jo ou Ranbu
Worker 8 wins this match with ease! C'mon, it's a ROUND ROBOT! DOING THE SEXY BOWIE DANCE!!! It's just too much! Everybody knows anything Bowie-related HAS to be top-tier. Of course, after Worker 8 wins, he'll be reprogrammed, re-arranged and next year he'll call himself Ziggy Stardust the 2nd. And David Bowie will rise to Heaven.