For this one, you must convince an enemy robot to take you to safety.
PULP 1, 2, 3 i (any gender, mid teens though late life)
Your battery is almost dead.
Use the remaining juice to save me.
Don't let the other robots enslave me.
You can get me as far
As a nearly dry car.
Once I'm safe I'll throw away the crowbar.
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