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ignore the resolution please, my computer is an asshole

can you tell who my favorite robot is haha?

I stuck some personal headcanon stuff in here too, if you interested:
I know Three Robots was not supposed to be as dark as I'm thinking about it, but i don't care, cant stop me noooow! Basically that scene with the toddler in the shopping cart sparked some things in my brain, only much darker than the scene itself. I thought of what if in that universe, the baby monitor robots were programmed with a certain about of instinctual need to protect the child(ren) they were assigned to in order to do their jobs, so when the world went to shit, all the baby monitors went bat-shit-crazy because they failed their "prime directive" of protecting and watching over their kids. So I like to think our little orange bot spent a few good years into the Apocalypse dragging around the corpse of his kid, feeding it, brushing its hair, keeping it warm, and eventually, after being found by the others (I have more headcanons about how they all met) and being forced to accept his kids death, and once doing so, learns to find his own path, one not programmed for him.

..... I'M IN LOVE WITH THESE DUMB ROBOTS SOMEONE HELP ME COPE

Description
ignore the resolution please, my computer is an asshole

can you tell who my favorite robot is haha?

I stuck some personal headcanon stuff in here too, if you interested:
I know Three Robots was not supposed to be as dark as I'm thinking about it, but i don't care, cant stop me noooow! Basically that scene with the toddler in the shopping cart sparked some things in my brain, only much darker than the scene itself. I thought of what if in that universe, the baby monitor robots were programmed with a certain about of instinctual need to protect the child(ren) they were assigned to in order to do their jobs, so when the world went to shit, all the baby monitors went bat-shit-crazy because they failed their "prime directive" of protecting and watching over their kids. So I like to think our little orange bot spent a few good years into the Apocalypse dragging around the corpse of his kid, feeding it, brushing its hair, keeping it warm, and eventually, after being found by the others (I have more headcanons about how they all met) and being forced to accept his kids death, and once doing so, learns to find his own path, one not programmed for him.

..... I'M IN LOVE WITH THESE DUMB ROBOTS SOMEONE HELP ME COPE