By John Brownlee at 1:31 am Fri, Oct 31, 2008
In my nightmares, mannequin-head spiderbots like the Hexapodmeisterschaft do the Mambo No. 5 all over my paralyzed body. And here's what makes me wake up in a cold sweat: I love it.
[via Laughing Squid]
Not bothered by actual spiders, good because my surprisingly rural urban home is surrounded by them, but spiderbots creep me the fuck out. Their movements are just realistic enough to approach the uncanny valley. Plus did anyone else notice the egg-sac that this particular specimen dropped? That place will be riddled with baby spiderbots within weeks.
I want to see a pair of them doing Meatloaf’s Bat out of Hell ablum in it’s entirety. Wow, just too fun!
Do you love me… will you love me forever… do you need me? Awesome.
Dances better than some folks I know.
So the builder can program it to dance like that, but not walk off the stage by itself? Still, nice work, in a deeply creepy way.
It’s the boss from the end of Narc!
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