Biography of Flexy-Flyer
In the beginning were humans. Though made in the image
of their Creator, they fought each other in wars and they suffered mightly. The
Creator gave them knowledge and the ability to create and they made machines.
In time the machines gained knowledge and made more machines. Now the machines
decided to protect humans from getting hurt by fighting for them. The wars
became known as... 'Robotica'!
Now the wars became more difficult with oppressive
obstacles, and there were no heros that could challenge the Gaunlet and find
their way through the Labyrinth, which was defended by evil mechanical beings
of species rodentia. Nay, There was none of merit that could penetrate the
Gateway and climb the dissapearing ramp to the platform of spike and fire and
defend all that was good and noble.
There was however, in the land of Stepford, an engineer
extroidinair of all things mechanical and mobile named Mikal Botmeister, who
lived with his beautiful wife, Bekee Bothart, of the Stepford Botharts. Bekee
was always willing to please her husband, but town folks never spoke of her
glazed yet serine look about her as she assisted in Mikal's endeavors.
Mikal heard the call of the great fight 'Robotica' and
built a bastion of robotic martial arts (after ousting Bekee's steed, the Grand
Cher'kee, from the premises for space). Armed with only a roll of duct tape and
antique typewriters, created a formidable power in the form of a quad radial
articulating rectilinear behemouth. He called it Flexy-flyer, ...and it was
GOOD.
In time, Flexy-flyer was able learn more than just 'play
dead' and 'stay' and advanced to 'go' and 'come'. Though limited by his
umbilical called 'radio', flexy-flyer soon learned to manuever over difficult
terrain and to climb over annoying little conveyances in the adjoining town of
Suburu-ville. With his powerful arm he would smite all that confronted him in
mock jousts and training exercises. Bekee also saw that Flexy-flyer was GOOD
and exclaimed 'Oh, Mikal, you're so wonderful, you can do anything!"
Prepared and prepped with shiny new armour adorned in
the freedom colors of blood, purity, and sky, the GOOD Flexy-flyer, along with
his creator, Mikal, and the Bot-Mom Bekee, together mounted their gallant
steed, dubbed GMC for 'Great Machines Conquer'. By following the setting sun over the great mountains and endless
desert, they traveled tirelessly off to LaLa land where it was said that the
battlefield was being cojoined by other potential and aspiring heros, in the
tenth moon of the 1st millenial year.
The final tale has not yet been written, but we may know
in time, through the spirit of TLC, of the daring expoits of the challengers,
and, as in all stories of legend, the GOOD guy wins.
Mike
Konshak